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Chapter 24: Dream job

Giving Isaac a sultry look, I shifted pulling off my white lacy underwear, tossing it. Isaac's eyes widen slightly as he watched me.

With a smirk on his face he asked "You're not gonna fight me?"

"Do you want me to fight? Or sink down on your dick?" By the look on his face I could tell he wasn't expecting me to say that.

"Good girl." he spoke, his voice rough with desire. I bit my lip, his hands palming my ass and pulling me tight against his aching cock. "Stay quiet for me," he groans against my lips. I nodded arching my back, I let him slip his hand under my dress rubbing my pussy. I moaned, at the feeling of him tracing circles around my entrance, teasing me, before slipping a finger inside.

"Fuck." I let out with a moan before slapping a hand to my mouth and resting my head on his chest embarrassed.

I moan, staying as quiet as possible but my lower half didn't get the memo as the sound of my juices filled the room, his finger thrusting deeper inside me.

"Look at me," he demanded. I groaned in protest, but his hand gently but firmly tilted my face upward, forcing me to meet his gaze, moaning and shivering.

"You're so wet they might hear you outside." He smirks, his voice low and rough. "You like that?" He asked adding another finger, stretching me, before sliding his hand out, his fingers coated in my juices. He began to lick his fingers clean.

"Please, Isaac." I said begging for more.

"Shh." He shushed me before kissing my cheek. Despite his calm tone of voice I can tell he couldn't wait any longer, his pulsating member demanding attention and swiftly. He unzipped his pants pulling them and his boxers down an inch or 2, before positioning his hard member at my entrance, rubbing the tip of his dick against my wetness.

"Be a good girl for me and don't scream" he murmurs, his breath hot against my neck. With one swift movement Isaac groans, his hips bucking forward as he thrusts inside. I stretch around him, his dick filling me up, and he can't help but let out a moan of pleasure.

"Fuck, oh God fuck." I whispered my eyes rolling back as he began moving slowly, his hips rocking back and forth, hitting that sweet spot every single time, driving my body crazy. Feeling his movements quicken I begin to moan uncontrollably, unable to stop myself. Isaac covered my mouth holding me close and whispering in my ear.

"You'd better be quiet if you don't want everyone to know how much of a slut you are." My eyes widened and I open my mouth to give him what I'm sure would be a week retort, but then I felt him move to stand, beginning to piston in and out of me.

"I..Isaac please, I can't it's t...too much, please I can't." I responded shakily.

"I can't hear you over how wet you are, speak up for me."

"I can't...fuck, it's too much please I'm gonna—"

"Please what, hmm? Go faster?" He asked resting my back against his office door picking up the pace. I softly cry against his chest unable to control the surge in my body, my pussy clenching around him.

"Shit, let it go Rowan, squirt for me baby." Feeling myself about to come I cover my mouth crying out in ecstasy as the instant pleasure washes over me, my body convulsing with each powerful orgasm, I even unexpectedly squirt a bit. I thought it was over, I thought we were done, so I rested my head against the door closing my eyes, feeling Isaac slip out of me.

But I was wrong.

He slipped back into me effortlessly making me take all of him once more.

"No, I'm done," I gasped, my voice trembling as I tried to push him away, though my strength was failing me."Isaac, I'm done—please, I'm done," I pleaded again, my breath hitching.