Reunited With The Bad Boy CEO

Come on, Pookie

Warning: Mature Content Ahead!

He saw her bit her lip, fighting back a groan. He understood that Gina was right outside in the reception. However, there was not a chance that Gina would hear her moans, either loud or low.

"Come on now, Pookie. Moan as loud as you want to. The walls are soundproof." He whispered into her neck, his tongue fiddling the hair across her neckline as he continued to move in and out of her.

Her grip on his hands firmed, causing a lopsided grin to appear on his face. When a girl griped a man like that during sex, it meant he was doing it in all the right ways.

The desk creaked back and forth as Shawn dipped in even deeper inside of her, arousal driving him nuts. He could tell that Serenity was vividly seeing falling stars as much as he was.

He stroked her clitoris, determined to bring her to orgasm regardless of how short this intimacy was bound to be. When she let out a long melancholy moan, he knew she was at the edge.

That propelled him to increase his pace. He slammed his dick hard into her and heard the slapping sound echoing pleasure at the both of them.

"So good," She whispered, breathless.

Shawn's mouth twisted. That was his forte, making women feel good in bed. The price was just to do the opposite to them outside of it.

He leaned forward to her and kissed her hard and long in the mouth. He always loved how warm she tasted. He'd kiss her for eternity just to find the source of how a person could manage to exude warmth to a cold character like him in the form of a kiss.

She ran her fingers through his hair, nearly gripping it had his styling cream not have made it sloppy. He continued to rock his hips back and forth, finding hollowness wherever it was in her to fill it up.

Like he hadn't already done too much of fillings.

"Please," She begged, eyes squinted. He looked at her. "I'm close." He saw pleasure settling into her every pore.

By the way the words slipped out of her mouth, he knew she had no idea what she was close to. She hadn't had too much of experiences anyway. He peeked at her, and licked away a bead of sweat running down her cheek.

It was salty. Just as her juice was the last time he tasted it. He'd do it again. He continued to move against her, making sure that the angle was deep enough.

He'd make her come in the wettest way possible. He increased the pressure. He took her legs and set them up so that they'd almost touch the ceiling had it not been so tall.

There, he had the full liberty to thrust fast and hard, his torso's muscles, rigid. As if the pressure was going to make her fall, she held onto his biceps.

Or so he thought.

When she pulled herself deeper into his cock, Shawn ran mad. It was such an unexpected motion from her and so-so pleasurable too. He'd always knew she had it in her.

This time, it was his turn to cry. "Goddamn it, Serenity." He almost bit his tongue. "Yes."

Finally, her orgasm broke free. He felt her pussy clenching his dick tightly as though it wasn't the one that just took in his big dick. He was about to pull away when she sank her fingers into his skin.

Hell, if his shirt didn't have holes in it, he'd think of the designer as a god.

"To hell with you, Shawn." She let out a yelp as she was consumed by the dominant satisfaction of release. Her eyes were half closed, dreamy as though she had been under a hypnotic spell.

The more the contraction seized her, the more she soaked his desk. The poor files on it. When she finally slowly released his hands, he stood back and watched her on his desk like that.

A curvy beauty, sitting on his office desk with thighs widely apart, chin up, dilated pupils, and slightly parted lips.

That was the magic of orgasm. He probably just served her the biggest orgasm of her life in the quickest way possible.

Watching her until the hypnotism subsided made his dick hard again. It made him want to keep going, thrusting hard inside of her but that wouldn't happen without Gina wondering what was taking Ms. Fairchild so long.

He touched his dick, felt the hardness thickening his pulse, and put it back in its cage inside of his pants.

He bent closer to Serenity who was busy trying to catch her breath. He kissed her twice on the lips.

"What did you do to me?" She demanded, lust marking its territory in her eyes.

She was still very much open, legs flipped apart and pants hanging loosely on her right leg. He kissed her pussy and licked the juice off of it.

"This is a teaser of what we can do later tonight when you show up at my door, Pookie. You're wrong. We can begin now and finish what is left in my room." He flipped his tongue against the walls of her pussy.

She cursed out at him again. He'd make sure to force more of it out of her. Perhaps, he was a fetish for he loved every curse word that she hurled at him.

He decided to have mercy on her. He'd shown her enough that he wasn't just the boss with only work but with every other thing that concerned them.

Lastly, he put a finger into her, scraped off most of her sap, and sucked on the finger. "Divine." He breathed.

Her orgasm tasted way better than her arousal fluid. She sat there, gazing at him, wordless. He'd made her speechless.

He wondered what was running in her head. She had that look in her eyes, the one she'd had sometimes that convinced him that she could point a gun at his head if she had one.

He tore off a roll of toilet paper from his desk, thankful for his last sex with a worker in the company in his office. They'd do it for two weeks straight. The girl, of course, was the one who went over her head to seduce him.

He'd fucked her in his office for two weeks to award the hard work she put in trying to get him under her pants and told her never to return.

She didn't dare defile his words. At least, she pretended to bury her face in work when he passed by.

One good thing that came out of it was that she made it possible for the toilet paper to be available. He'd use it to clean up the woman he chased and not the other way around.

He dapped it over Serenity's pussy and thigh, cleaning her up. He had fun.