Do not cross the line

Chapter 22 - NSFW-

The hint of excitement flashed in his eyes when he heard your words, especially calling him that, and he crashed his lips against yours eagerly, while he pushed you harder against the wall with his muscled body. You took a good hold of his neck to keep yourself on your feet between him and the wall, while Sam moved his hands between you two, to work on his pants.

You calling him that turned him more on. Sure the woman he has fucked called him that, but the fact you, his employee, the forbidden fruit called him Mr. Drake, reminded him that what you two were about to do, was not acceptable.

And it was more turn on to him.

You heard how the buckle of belt jingled loudly when Sam worked on with his belt, so you nibbled his lower lip, making him made a deep growl come deep down from his throat, while his long fingers tried to open his belt faster.

He needed to get inside you as fast as he just could. He felt how his cock was pressing hard against his pants that it had started to hurt.

"Shit." - he pulled away, looking down at his pants when his shaking hands couldn't manage to open them as fast as he hoped.

You looked his struggle, smiling playfully at his nervousness before leaning closer to kiss his neck, to kiss those inked birds of his, what you wanted to do for a long time.

When he felt your lips on his neck, he closed his eyes and threw his head back, his hands stopped working with his pants, while you nibbled each bird in turns.

You felt how his chest was rising and falling fast, you felt his pulse against your lips on his neck, and it was as fast as yours.

Suddenly your head was pulled away from his neck when he grabbed your ponytail, pulling from it little roughly to get you away from his neck.

"You think Flynn was good?" - his tone had little bit threatening and a touch of jealousy, but it only made you hornier. You felt how your panties became wetter, the fluids from your pussy slowly starting to fall down your thighs.

"Harry and I..." - you couldn't finish your sentence when Sam grabbed your waist, turned you around and pushed you against the wall again, this time you were facing it while a loud gasp left your lungs when your chest hit the cold metal wall.

Sam leaned closer to your ear.

"Wait until I'm finished..." - he whispered, his breath tickling your ear, sending shivers run through your spine.

His hands made their way back down your dress, his long fingers lifting it up slowly until it revealed your ass, and he crooked his fingers on your panties, pulling them slowly down.

You leaned your forehead against the wall, close your eyes when you heard how the zipper of his jeans finally opened, and as a response, you opened your legs a little.

"And after that..." - his lips found your neck again. "You know who you belong to." - you felt how he rubbed his glans on your wet pussy.

"Harry and I - OH GOD!" - you screamed from pleasure and pain when Sam suddenly pushed him inside you, you tried to take a hold of the wall when your knees suddenly felt like they won't hold you anymore.

Sam groaned in your neck, his fingers digging into your waist when he started to move his hips against yours, not moving in and out so your tight pussy could get used to him.

Lord, you felt fucking amazing. He needed to use all his willpower to not to start thrusting hard and roughly in you and make you shiver and scream his name.

But the way your pussy stretched when he pushed himself in, he knew if he did that, he would hurt you. And that was not what he wanted.

So he gently rocked himself against you, until he felt how your walls slowly gave up, letting him slowly start to thrust in and out.