Chains of Obsession

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♤Alexander♤

She let out a soft gasp as I started to pull her underwear down, her hips lifting off the desk slightly to help me. I removed the piece of fabric, tossing it carelessly over my shoulder before returning my attention to her thighs.

Her skin was so smooth, so soft. I couldn't resist marking it, leaving love bites, and reddening her skin with my mouth. I loved seeing my marks on her, claiming her as mine.

I continued my assault on her thighs, gradually moving higher and higher, my hands gripping her hips, keeping her in place. I could feel the tension building within her, her body arching towards me, silently pleading for more.

"Please," she gasped, her voice trembling with need. "Please, I...I want you."

I chuckled low in my throat, enjoying the way she was begging for me. I was all too happy to be obliged.

I stood up, my hands gripping her hips once more as I lifted her from the desk, turning her around so that her back was against my chest.

She let out a gasp of surprise, her hands instinctively bracing against the edge of the desk.

I leaned down, my lips at her ear as I whispered, "Hang on tight, Sugar."

I removed my jeans with my boxers before grabbing a condom from my drawer and putting it on.

"Are you ready, sugar?" I whispered the question.

She nodded immediately, her voice a hoarse whisper. "Yes...yes, I'm ready," she replied, her hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly.

Her body was already tense, her breathing shallow with anticipation. I positioned myself behind, my hands on her hips, steadying her.

"Lift your skirt up for me, love," I murmured, my voice low and firm.

She obeyed immediately, her hands reaching back to lift the skirt.

The sight of her bent over the desk, her skirt hiked up around her hips, and was enough to make me groan. She was so perfect, so beautiful. And all mine.

I lined myself up behind her, my hands gripping her hips almost too tightly.

"Are you sure you're ready for this, Doll?" I asked, my voice a low rumble in her ear.

I wanted to be sure she was ready, that she really wanted this, that she wanted me.

She nodded again, her voice breathless and shaky. "Yes, yes, I'm sure. I want this...I want you," she whispered, her body arching back against mine, silently begging for more.

I didn't need any further encouragement. With a swift, fluid motion, I pushed myself into her, filling her completely.

She let out a gasp.

Her body tensed against mine, her hands clawing at the edge of the desk as she struggled to adjust to the sudden sensation. I gave her a moment to adjust.

"You okay, Sugar?" I whispered against her ear, my hands on her hips, holding her steady.

She nodded, her body still tense, but she managed to find her voice. "Y...yes," she breathed, her voice strained. "I'm okay. Please...don't stop."

I chuckled at her response, the sound low and gravelly in my throat.

"I wasn't planning on it," I assured her, my hands tightening on her hips as I began to move.

She let out a gasp at the movement, her head dropping forward, her hair falling over her face. Her body trembled against mine, her soft moans filling the room.