Elizabeth has replayed her extended encounter with Samuel for a week, and the desires it still brings to mind are overwhelming. When a chance encounter shows her that he’s far too possessive and free with his hands, though, she’s determined to set him straight. She marches her colleague into her office and prepares to give him a scorching lecture, but it’s kind of difficult to get the words out when he’s pushing her to her knees and she finds herself willing to do whatever he asks!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity and includes anal sex. Only mature readers who won’t be offended by that kind of content should read this story.
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“Samuel, that’s enough. I’m not here to play at being some kind of toy for you. I told you, I’m not just some piece of meat you can have when you choose.”
Samuel smiled wickedly. “Oh, but you are nothing but a piece of meat when I touch you, Elizabeth.” Elizabeth gasped and started to protest, but Samuel ran over her. “Look, if you really can’t handle that, I’ll leave,” he walked up to her, pushing her even tighter against the desk, “but, otherwise, stop playing with me and get these fucking pants undone and get to work.” His voice ended on a quiet note as he leaned into her.
Elizabeth felt horrified and yet, as his body pressed against hers, she felt every feeling of the past few days overwhelm her. She looked at him and saw the expression of cockiness she’d come to know so well. It made her angry as hell, to be so blatantly manipulated, but it also sent a warm shiver through her. At that point, her mind simply shut down and her body and its needs took over.
Reaching down angrily, she put a rough hand on his cock through his pants. Gripping it hard, she smiled. “Oh, is this what you want, little boy? You want me to fucking suck your lolly?” She tried to sound snide but she knew he was aware of her intense need for him.
Samuel only nodded and then, taking her by her shoulders, he pushed her to her knees hard so that she hit the carpeted floor with a jolt, making her cry out painfully. Feeling tears spring to her eyes, she tried to turn her head away, but Samuel took her by her hair and held her facing front. “Now, Elizabeth, finish what you know you’ve started.”
Not bothering to answer, feeling the truth of his statement as a wet throbbing ache between her legs, she reached up and worked his pants open.
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