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  Letting her tongue roll around my length, her teeth gently grazing along the shaft. The sound of her gag reflex kicking in as she takes me fucking deep, my salty pre-come teasing her taste buds. Her saliva coating my cock and her eyes staring into mine as she takes me in her mouth. The thought of her sticking a finger up my arse as she sucks me off sounds like fucking heaven.

  A knock at the door interrupts me, growling as I stuff myself back inside, I bark for whoever the fuck has chosen that moment to come and disturb me.

  “Sorry Harry but you’ve got a visitor.” Fucking Andrew, I swear he knows just when to interrupt me. My dick is still throbbing and it needs some serious release. “Boss, Hannah is here.” This I don't mind being interrupted for.

  “Well, don’t just stand there like a fucking moron let her in.”

  Why does he have to be such an idiot? Smiling as Hannah makes her way into my office I see she is wearing those fuck me heels, and has a black coat on that finishes at her mid-thigh, interesting.

  “Why Hannah you’re looking mighty fine this evening, to what do I owe the pleasure.”

  “Well you see Bossman, a little birdie said you was feeling a little.....tense. So I thought maybe you need something or should I say someone to take your mind off things.” Smirking I motion for her to come around to my side of the desk and tell Andrew to leave.

  “Well my dear, you are looking mighty fine in those heels, however I am more interested in seeing what you’re hiding under here.”

  I pull at the belt on her coat, to as it falls open I can see she is wearing a black lacy number. Her bra cradles her double D breasts perfectly and that tiny thong slicing through her peachy arse makes me want to bite it. I slide the coat down over her shoulders, my finger barely touching her skin. Looking into her eyes I can see them full of lust, biting her lip trying to keep any sound from escaping. Reaching my hand up I grab a fist full of hair bringing her down so she’s nose to nose with me. I take her bottom lip and bite down hard tasting the metallic of her blood in my mouth. Pushing her down to her knees I remove my cock from my trousers once more and wipe the drool over her lips.

  “Open wide and take daddy’s cock.”

  She does as I ask, then I squeeze my cock to drip some pre-come onto her tongue, before shoving it into her moist mouth right to the back of the throat. Fuck that feels good, as I push my cock in fucking deep I hold her head there so she can't move. I love hearing the sound of her gag, her eyes are watering as she’s trying to breathe but I refuse to move my cock. It’s pulsing like crazy, I am going to shoot my load and it’s going right down her damn throat. I ease up a little so she can get a quick breath, as soon as she takes it I shove my dick back down and fuck me do I come. My body is shaking as the salty liquid pours out of me, Hannah’s eyes are ready to pop out their sockets as she tries to swallow it down without choking. I remove my cock from her mouth and she immediately gasps for air. Smiling crookedly, I sit back relaxed in my chair, my cock wet and limp just resting after the huge explosion that erupted.

  “Hannah I want you to take that sexy arse and get on my desk, kneeling down. Leave the heels on but I want everything else removed right this instant, you have five seconds to do as I say otherwise there will be consequences.”

  I know she isn't going to pull this off, I can’t help the fucking grin on my face knowing she is going to get more than a spanking for not doing as I told her.

  “Five”, she’s frantically trying to take her bra off.

  “Four,” yup she’s still no closer at getting her bra off and she’s stumbling over the place.

  “Three,” her delicious tit’s are free for me to look at. My cock stirs a little as I watch them bounce around as she tries to do as she’s told.

  “Two,” looking at her as she bends over to remove her thong. I could really just bite that arse of hers, in fact I think I fucking will. Reaching towards her I grab her arse and bite down hard on it, it’s just as perfect as I thought it would be.

  “Hannah why have you stopped?” She turns to look at me wide eyes, I lean back into my chair. “One!”

  Before she can contemplate what I am doing I pick her up and throw her down on to my desk, pulling her arse up into the air to give me better access.

  “Well seems you can’t follow instructions, I guess a lesson needs to be taught.”

  Parting her arse cheeks I push my tongue along her sweet lips and into her arse hole, she's so fucking wet and tastes bloody wonderful. I’m not a total arse hole I will get her arse wet enough but I want her to feel every inch she’s about to receive. Spitting into the hole I then reach for my cock and forcefully push it in. Jesus she's tight but not as tight as my Angel. I painfully grip her waist as my cock stretches her tight hole, she’s screaming into my desk and that just makes me laugh because no fucker is going to help her. I slap her cheeks hard as she yelps even more, now that I have stretched her long enough. I go for it, pounding her arse like there’s no tomorrow, I want her in pain and always thinking of me when she tries to sit down. Sweat is dripping from me as each thrust is harder than the previous one. My cock all swollen inside her, pulses more as each one of her screams is louder than the last.

  “I know you can give it to me darling, I just know I don’t have to touch that bud of yours, I want you to reach your hand down and rub that pussy for me, show me you can be a good girl and follow instructions.”

  Her screams now turning to moans as her fingers rub against her bud, tells me exactly how turned on she is. Her fingers a squelching as her juices run down her legs, sweat covering her body as she pushes herself harder against me as her body explodes. Just as she can even consider coming down from her high, I thrust harder my come shoots out of me and fills her delicious derriere. Pulling myself out I look for my chair to collapse in it as I try to catch my breath, Hannah collapses on the desk twitching as all her senses are in full overdrive.

  “Seems to me you can follow instructions, I am very pleased about that.” Smiling, I slap her arse, as she looks up at me with a face like thunder, I can barely control the laughter wanting to escape.

  “Now, now what is that look for?” I reach down to grab her garments and throw them at her, “I think it’s time you got your shit together and get the fuck out my office and off my premises.”

  Cruel and heartless you might think, I wouldn't correct you as you are right on the money with that suggestion. As she gathers her belongings and shrugs her coat back on I notice she is quite wobbly on her feet. This pleases me even more as I have succeeded in my goal of making her feel what happened tonight for the next few days.

  Slamming the door she leaves my office and I go back to checking my damn emails. One catches my eye from an unknown sender, opening I am unprepared for what I see.

  Harry, you don't know who I am and that’s how I want to keep it. However I think you may find this picture I have attached extremely interesting.

  Signed Anon

  Opening the attached file I am shocked beyond believe, there isa young woman is in this picture and not the woman I expected to see.

  “Andrew, you better get you’re fucking arse in this office immediately!” I bellow.

  The End

  Epilogue

  I’m hiding in an old barn as I really need to keep out of sight. I’ve been here a while now and the whole time I was always thinking how I managed to get myself into this situation. That order to come here was so fucked up, I am still kicking myself for not-thinking-ahead.

  Never really thinking how this could all backfire on me. Well, I do have to admit, going with no back up was a dumb arse move. Good job my cousin had the sense to have my back and plant some people in there to help me out. It was pretty tough with everyone coming at me at once, kind of makes me feel bad when it’s in reverse and I am the one taking the charge. Yeah right like fuck it does! There is nothing more intense than going in all guns blazing and tearing the fucker up.

  As for tearing fuckers up, there is one bast
ard on my shit list and I’m on my fucking way to get him. Taking a drag of my cigarette, I lean back against the barn door looking out towards the compound. Smirking, I salute, flip it the bird and turn away.

  “See you soon dick-head, let’s see if your afraid of a ghost.”

  The End

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Amy-Beth lives with her partner in crime Paul in Wigan, England and have been living there for Six years and loves her Wigan Warriors rugby team. At 27yrs old she doesn't stop with promoting other authors and getting their books out to the public and also working in her part-time job as a supervisor.

  Reading has always been a passion and every opportunity to read is taken, even when she’s on holiday. Books whether reading, writing or reviewing have always come first to everything else in her life, unless Vampire Diaries or The Original’s are on the telly. You could ask Paul he would only confirm that fact.

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