Page 253 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

"It sure did. You helped me see that I can conquer anything. No longer do I need to be afraid of social interaction or speaking with clients. I'm not even afraid of speaking to men like Brent—which is a miracle."

"You mentioned that."

"My entire life, I've been terrified to communicate with the straight bro type. I always felt like they were judging me. Today, I cast that shame away and did it without a second thought."

"You were a natural."

"I was. I only did cursory research on the Giants, but it was enough to convince Brent I was a fan. It was so easy to get his account back."

"I tried to tell you that, boy. Men don't want to talk about software—only sports."

"And hunting." Daniel can't help but giggle. "I also lied and said my girlfriend's brother was driving me crazy because he wanted to tag along on my hunting trip with the boys."

"That's a great line. I'm going to use that one from now on."

With a growl, I heave Daniel onto my desk and kiss him again. I latch onto his mouth, kissing him passionately, refusing to stop for the world. A primal roar escapes me as I rip his shirt off, not giving a shit that the buttons fly all over the floor.

I lay him on my desk and rub his crotch. "You're driving me crazy, boy. Making me want to park my thick trunk in your tight little hole."

Daniel's cock hardens. "I've never been taken there before. You'll be the first."

"You want to do it on my desk?" I growl. "Or go somewhere more private?"

"Here." Daniel clutches my tie, squeezing it desperately. "Where I did my first interview. This is where we first connected."

"I'm fucking crazy about you." Sweat pours down my temples as I rip my pants off. "Don't ask me why, but I can't control myself around you."

"I feel the same way."

"See this?" I let out a groan as I scissor my hands up and down my massive cock. "This big, hard aching thing needs to be inside you. Needs to feel your walls clamp around its head."

Daniel's jaw tumbles to his feet. "It's so… much bigger than my ex-boyfriend's. And angry."

I mash my pink crown against his hard privates. "Angry because I've had to claw back my desire around you since the fucking second I saw you. I wanted to rip your pretty little pants off in your interview and bend you over my knee. Spank you. Teach you to behave. Show you how to act in the presence of a fucking man."

Daniel clutches my firm hand. "Take me. I can't wait anymore."

With a growl, I rip his pants off and tear his briefs with my bare teeth. His cock springs up, smacking against his belly. The tip glistens with pre-cum and a trail of his liquid spreads across his clear skin.

I spit on my digits, then growl as I mash them against his hole. He whimpers as he spreads for me, his passage clamping down around my middle finger. I don't give a fuck—I push in harder, harder, preparing his hole for my offering.

When he's thoroughly prepped, I leap onto my desk and ram into him balls deep. Pencils and papers crash to the floor and my computer monitor falls onto my chair. I cant my hips forward and fuck his tight ass, breeding him like a wildebeest.

Daniel shakes and jolts. "It's so fucking big!"

"That's right, boy. I have the biggest fucking cock you've ever seen. No one in this company has a bigger dick than me. Hell, no one in New York has bigger nuts, full of jizz and ready to blast in your virgin hole. Open your hole up for me, boy. Let me get what I want because I promise it's what you want, too. Don't be shy. Don't let your booty clamp down around my large shaft. This is what dreams are made of, angel. When you leave this office, I'd be a moron not to move you to the fucking sales department because you could close anyone with the confidence I'll instill in you. A big fat nut trickling out of your ass while you're on sales calls. Then I'll give you employee of the month."

Daniel's hole spreads for me like the heavenly gates. He lets out a moan as I sink deeper into him, filling him to the brim. He bites my desk as sweat pours down his neck, making his pink back shine.

His blond locks bounce against his temples as his body shakes. I grip his hands, threading my fingers through his. I grind into him hard, rough, full of raw male energy and passion.

This is exactly what he needs—he doesn't need me to go slow with him, take my time, or fail to please him like his ex-boyfriend. No, he needs me to pillage him like he's my war prize. The warrior in charge of his ass.

"I can't control myself any longer." Daniel lets out a scream as he jolts beneath me. "I'm going to bust!"

"That was fast." I swat his ass once, twice, then three times. Smack. "Come for me, pretty boy. Bust your orgasm out and get your juices all over my desk."

It happens before I can process it. Daniel busts out his orgasm and shoots out shot after shot of hot white cum. It's exactly like at my house last week—thick, delicious, and full of manly energy.

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