Page 5 of Office Match

If I could lick my lips, I would. I’d lick them, then lick him. All fucking over.

“Stand!” he barks. His tone has a familiar edge to it, but I ignore it and concentrate on what he’s asking of me.

He grips my arm to help me to my feet, and the warmth of his rough hand feels like a match to the flames burning inside me, and all I can do to react is whimper. When a growl escapes him at the sound, I’m done for. This man is going to ruin me for all others.

A shame that he doesn’t exist outside of Oblivion too.

5

Calvin

Little moans and whimpers trap in her throat, and I want nothing more than to shove my cock down it and drag them out, flood them with my cum.

When I entered the room and saw her there, adrenaline surged through me, along with a feeling of possession I’ve never felt before. Ever.

She is clearly a regular at the club, something that irks me and makes me want to force her to revoke her membership. I want her as mine, and mine alone, not for every other fucker to see and use.

My eyes scanned the room, and my cock thickens at the tools on offer to me, but not tonight. Tonight, I will fuck her so hard she won’t want to match with anyone else but me. Next time, I can toy with her, use all the contraptions I need to study, but tonight, I’ll make her feel me and crave more.

I throw her onto the bed and delight in the bounce of her heavy tits. Delicious.

Then I grab a handful of condoms and throw them onto the bed beside me.

One thing I liked about this girl was her insistence on wearing protection. Even though thorough health checks have been made and each member can dictate their own rules, she insists on using them. I’m grateful but can’t help the slither of disappointment knowing I won’t be feeling her bare. Something that would be new to me, and possibly her too.

Maybe next time we can negotiate?

“I’m going to make you remember tonight. You’re going to crawl on your hands and knees, desperate to be matched with me again,” I grit out, as it pains me to imagine her not being mine, yet I haven’t even had the one night with her. My voice sounds foreign, even to me, so full of a brutal desire to own her it’s like I’m becoming someone else. Or is this really me? Has mediocre sex been masking the darkness craving to come out.

I flip her onto her stomach, then pull her ankles apart and position my knees on the bed. My fingers tremble as I unbuckle my belt with haste, then pull down my zipper and tug my cock from my boxers. It leaks pre-cum, and I groan thinking about it not entering her as it should, but I shake the irritation aside and rip open a condom and slide it down my solid cock.

My hands find her panties and I rip them from her, and she arches her back against my touch.

“I hope your little pussy is ready, because I’m going to fuck you deep, sweetheart.” I hiss through my teeth as I line myself up to her pussy.

I catch a glimpse of her tattoo and wrap her hair around my fist, giving me a clear view of the dragon snaking up her spine.

Fuck me, she’s incredible.

Desperate to feel her around me, I slam inside her, and her body stiffens.

6

Emily

He doesn’t give me a chance to adjust to his size as he powers into me, slam after slam. His cock so deep it’s knocking my cervix. Holy shit, he’s like a powerhouse, and the words he growls while thrusting those strong hips into me—filthy.

“Fuck. Such a tight pussy.”

I moan.

“Going to leave you begging for more.”

Slam.

“Desperate for me.”

Thrust.

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