𝐌𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭

He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt.

As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped the edges of his desk as my legs got weaker by the second.

He slowly started at such a steady pace, making sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust then suddenly changed to a quicker and unsteady pace, not giving me enough time to process the movements.

"Spence...please...!" I squirmed, pathetically I managed to say with my mind becoming hazy. He pulled out and I whined at the sudden empty feeling.

He then flipped me over so that I was laying on my back and he could have a good look at my tear-stained face. He placed both of his hands at the side of each ear, to support his own weight.

"Please what? I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me." He said, leaning in closer. His breath tickled my skin as he left soft kisses on my collarbones.

"Please...fuck me," I whined.

"Was I not fucking you before? Or are you implying that I'm doing a bad job at it?" he smirked.

That obviously wasn't the case and he knew it. He knew how crazy he was driving me with a simple touch, let alone having his full length inside me, hitting that one spot over and over repeatedly in a fast motion. I pulled him closer to my face, making sure our faces were only inches apart. I felt his tip nudging against my folds and I groaned at the friction.

"Dirty little girl. Are you forgetting you have your husband in the car downstairs waiting for you as I'm destroying this pretty little pussy of yours?" he sadistically said.

"Stop teasing and fuck me better than Allen ever will." I said without any thought.

"That's all I needed to hear.."