Page 5 of Don't Leave Me

I was getting more turned on by the second. I did as he said and stood up, shaking as I walked to where he stood.

“Get on your knees,” he demanded as he eyed me lustfully.

There was no hesitation as I quickly got to my knees, totally willing to do whatever the hell he wanted.

Michael finally lowered his boxer briefs and revealed himself, staring down at me as he rubbed himself. He washuge– bigger than I had ever had. Instinctively, I went to grab him but he flicked my hand away.

“Greedy girl,” he said playfully, stroking himself. “You have to ask nicely, Hana,” he went on, his eyes dark.

“Please,” I begged.

I had no idea how much his teasing and bossiness could turn me on. My panties were drenched.

“Please what, Hana? What do you want?” he asked, taking his free hand to my cheek and putting his thumb to my lips, opening my mouth a little.

I involuntarily moaned a little. “Please, sir. Please let me have your cock,” I said, not even believing the words coming out of my mouth.Holy crap – he could get me to do anything.

He smiled mischievously and bit his lip, then took his free hand to the back of my hair and bunched it up, his grip tight on it, then jerked my head back so my mouth opened, my eyes never parting his. He suddenly rammed himself into my mouth, going in and out, as I kept my hands on my thighs for balance and tried to take him all in like a champ. I was so turned on it hurt. Before I knew it, he stopped and lifted me up, turned me around, and pushed me against his desk as I grabbed hold of it for balance. I could feel him rubbing himself between my ass cheeks, my underwear still on, feeling so teased I could hardly stand it. He then put his hand in front of me and cupped my wet spot, lightly rubbing my slit and teasing me between the fabric – I moaned again, backing my ass up a little to show him how badly I wanted him.

“Tell me what you want, Hana,” he said into my ear, his lips gently pressing against it.

“I want you to fuck me,” I moaned out quickly.

I suddenly felt a hard slap across my ass cheeks, making me jump from the pleasure and pain.

“Please! Please fuck me, sir!” I corrected myself, pleading him.

Suddenly, Michael pulled my panties down in a quick motion and rammed himself quickly into me and I moaned loudly – the satisfaction even better than I imagined. He went quickly in and out as he grabbed onto my hips, his moaning becoming audible now as well. Suddenly, he turned me around and backed me up onto the desk, ripping off my bra and then entering inside me again.Holy shit, he’s sexy, he’s so fucking sexy, he’s-

“Oh my god,” I moaned out, feeling myself about to release.

“Come on, baby. Come with me,” he growled, ramming me even harder.

That’s all it took – I moaned out loudly, pulling him closer to me with my legs, and I started to come, the sensation completely taking over me. Only a moment later, I heard Michael moan loudly and I could tell he was coming as well.Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I barely caught my breath before Michael crawled off of me, quickly grabbing his boxer briefs and slipping them on.Well, I didn’t expect a cuddle afterwards– Michael hardly seemed like the cuddling type – but I was still a little bummed out nonetheless. I looked around his office and found my clothes scattered about; Michael smiled at me and eyed my panties on his desk, then picked them up and let them hang off his finger.

“I’m keeping these,” he smiled smugly.

I smiled immediately and felt myself blushing a little. Of course only I could get bashful immediately after having sex with someone.

“They’re all yours,” I shrugged, maintaining our playfulness.

He stared at me yet again with his intense gaze as he walked up to me and put his arms around my naked body.

“You’re amazing, Hana. But I’m sure you’re aware that this has to be our secret,” he said softly, maintaining our eye contact.

I nodded. “Yes, of course,” I answered, gently putting my hands to his toned, muscular arms.

He seemed pleased by my answer. “Good,” he smiled, then gave me a quick peck on the lips before he let me go and continued to get dressed.

I picked up the rest of my clothes and quickly got dressed, secretly eyeing Michael as he clothed himself, wanting to take in as much as I could.A secret…I can keep a secret. But this secret is so good. I have to tell someone. I have to tell Billie.

“You can head home now, Hana. Great work tonight,” Michael said playfully, smiling to himself as he put on his blazer.

I shrugged on my cardigan and bit my lip, trying to hold back my smile. I opened his office door and started to head out.

“Thank you, sir,” I said coyly, glancing at him and proud of myself as I walked out.

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