I reached over to open the door when his hand grabbed mine and he spun me around, pressing me against the door with his whole body. I could feel how hard he was against me. His chest I mean. I felt my breathing hitch and I lifted my eyes to meet his nervously. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice nervous. He licked his bottom lip and pressed against me even harder. He parted my thighs easily with his knee and a hand found my back forcing me to arch into him. "How long will you be defending me, max?" He asked, as I did my best to glare up at him. Something about this guy was keeping me from calling for help although he really did have me pushed up against my own door in my own office making my knees shake. "A-a year max." I said, and he smirked down at me. The innocence I didn't know he held gone. "Get the fuck off of me or I'll scream." "You won't do that." He said, calmly, moving his hips slightly against me. I gasped at the motion and then cursed the blush speeding across my face. "Why won't I?" "Because I pay well. And I know you need the money." "What would I need that money for?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "Your brother." "H-how did you?" "I have ways Xiama. One of those ways is to see who'll be defending me and to know everything about her. And don't tell me to get the fuck off because all I've heard is fuck and you don't want me to get the wrong idea."

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

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