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I growl, turned on beyond belief that she likes what I'm giving her. Hunching forward, my hips begin to move, thrusting faster and harder into her little pussy while my beautiful assistant clings to me, her nails digging into my back. I'm not holding back anymore. She wants it like this, rough and dirty and desperate. Every time I curse or shudder from the feeling of her walls gripping my cock, a fresh coat of wetness covers my cock.

She's so wet that the sound of our bodies coming together can be heard right alongside Juliet's moans and my low grunts of pleasure.

This is only the beginning. I'm going to show her everything, teach her what her body can do and what mine can make hers feel. I'm not a patient man, I'm still inside her, and I'm already thinking of how I'll fuck her next.

At the thought, I pull out of her and drop to my knees, sucking up all the sweet cream she's made for me in long, decadent licks that make the pale thighs on either side of my face tremble, and Juliet's fingers in my hair tighten to the point of pain. "Phillip, I'm going to" I pull away just as her body begins to quake and chuckle at her indignant little shriek of frustration. "I was so close!" Juliet whines when I stand again, stealing a fierce kiss from her swollen lips.

"It will be better like this," I promise, already fitting my cock back to her entrance and easing back inside her. It will be, but I'm also a selfish bastard who wants to feel her cum on my cock.

Juliet sighs in pleasure, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, locking us together as I let loose, drilling into her with my orgasm tightening at the base of my spine. She feels unbelievable, but somehow her desperate whimpers and cries as her pussy tightens over my length are even better.

The knowledge that I'm doing this to her, that she's as desperate for me as I am for her, sends me over the edge, and I cum with a roar, pumping a full load of cum into her impossibly tight pussy. The feeling of my cock pulsing inside her sets her off, too and Juliet comes with a wail, her head dropping back as her beautiful body shakes against mine.

Holy shit.

We're both panting, still entwined at the edge of the desk as our orgasms die away, leaving us in the ringing silence of her office.

Juliet leans back to look into my eyes, brow creased. "Phillip, I-"

"Oh fuck, my eyes!"

Instinctively, I pull Juliet into my chest, shielding her naked body from Riley, who is standing in the doorway looking at us, aghast. Me, with my pants around my ankles, softening cock still inside my assistant. Juliet, completely naked with her limbs wrapped around me like a baby monkey, her face buried in my chest.

"Out!" I bark, pointing back toward the basement, "Get the fuck out of here, Riley."

Riley doesn't need to tell twice. Turning on his heel, we hear his boots echoing through the hall as he calls out. "Hey, Caleb! Guess what? Phillip and Juliet are fucking in her office! You owe me a hundred grand!"

Juliet thuds her forehead against my shoulder twice and lets out a low groan.

Slowly I pull out of her, feeling the gush of our combined cum leaking out alongside my cock. Unable to help myself, I look down, wanting to commit every bit of this to memory.

"Phillip," Juliet complains nervously, trying to close her legs, but I stop her.

"Let me take care of you." I chide gently. Looking around, I see a box of tissues at the end of the desk and take a few, carefully wiping away all traces of our releases except the little white hint of cum just inside the entrance of her swollen pussy, which is probably the most erotic thing I've ever seen in my life. Above me, Juliet watches, biting her lip until I finally lean in to press a kiss to her clit and straighten up.

We stare at each other, completely lost for words.

"I should. Um. Go." I move out of the way to let her slide off the desk, quietly gathering her clothes and dressing hurriedly while I button my jeans, something in my chest pinching painfully. Is she upset that Riley saw us?

"Hey." I reach out to snare her wrist when she goes to get her purse from the floor beside the desk, where it must have fallen off during our frantic fucking. She doesn't pull away, but she doesn't meet my gaze either. "Talk to me."

Juliet shakes her head, her expression unreadable. "I don't know what to say."

"Tonight. Have dinner with me. We can talk. You can stay the night if you want."

She finally looks up at me, surprised. "You want to…. You'd want to do this again?"

I snort. Now is probably not the time to tell her I'm going to have my cock inside her, so often she's going to have to schedule time for both of us to get anything else done. "Fuck yes. As many times as you'll let me."

Her lips twitch. "Okay. Tonight."

"Tonight." I agree.

The moment she leaves, I sit in her desk chair, the whole world spinning around me. I just took the virginity of the woman I've been in love with for years, and nothing has changed. I'm still the same fucked up mess I've always been. I still don't deserve her. I still can't fix the relationships I already have.

I can't stop, though. Not now that I know how she looks when she cums, the feeling of her delicate skin beneath my fingers, the little cry she makes when I rub her clit. I can't go back. Even if it means careening at top speed toward a crash, I'll never recover from.

Distantly, the front door shut, and a pair of footsteps echo through the hall, coming back toward me. Riley and Caleb appear moments later, wearing identical smirks. They're brothers, and moments like this prove it.

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