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It was all fun and games, until Deana felt a strange cock sliding into her pussy.

Ronny, her sometimes boyfriend, or more accurately occasional hookup, who also happened to be a history nerd, thought touring a historical site in New England would be an interesting way to spend one of the last warm days of fall.

After a day of walking around poking their noses into all the exhibits, when they came across a deserted area off in the back, away from the crowds with an abandoned pillory in a little cordoned off courtyard, eyes twinkling with mischief, he asked what she’d think of being locked in the thing and fucked from behind. 

At first shaking her head and muttering, “No way,” she had to admit, looking the thing over, already imagining how naughty it would feel, she decided it might actually be fun.  After he’d assured her that no one could see them, since the tours had already ended and most people were filing out to go home, she finally agreed to let him trap her in the thing.  After all, how often would she get a chance to try something this crazy?  The arousing thought of doing something so out of character and so outlandishly raunchy clinched it for her, especially considering how boring her love-life had become, since it was pretty well non-existent. 

Stepping up to the wooden platform, standing up on the base and leaning over at the waist, she rested her neck and arms on the flat piece of wood and let Ronny drop the archaic device down over her head and wrists, trapping her in place.  Instantly she could feel her pussy twitching for some action, just thinking about what he was about to do to her as he lifted the hem of her pale yellow sundress up over her back then tugged down her lacy white thong, fully exposing her to the elements, along with his hungry gaze.  A sudden gust of wind sweeping across her damp sex made her fully aware of just how exposed she actually was, making her break out in goosebumps.

“Fuck, you look hot like this,” Ronny told her as he tugged down his fly, freeing his erection and stroking it in his hand as he feasted on the sight of her pussy glistening with arousal in the late afternoon light.

Getting down on his knees, he just went for it and started lapping at her pussy, laughing at the sound of her groaning out loud at the feel of him pushing two fingers inside her and giving her a nice little finger fucking, preparing her for the length of his cock, itching to fill her up.

Finally, positively gushing with arousal, thrusting her ass back at him, desperate to be filled, she let out a desperate little whimper, hoping he’d get to it.  Stroking his palms over the smoothness of her bare bottom, sliding his tongue from her clit up along her crack, till he was poking the tip of his tongue into her tight little back passage, he muttered against her ass, “Maybe I’ll fuck both your holes, wench, now that I’ve got you at my mercy, powerless to resist.”

Deana rolled her eyes at the thought, letting out an even needier whimper since that was something she had yet to try, letting someone fill up her ass.  Finally, she blurted, “Dammit, Ronny, would you please just fuck me and stop playing around.  You’ve gotten me so damn hot my pussy won’t stop clenching, and I’m so desperate for the feel of that fat cock of yours filling me up that I can barely see straight.”

He just laughed, and got up behind her clutching his dick in his hand.  “You mean like this?” he asked, teasing her by pushing just his fat cockhead inside her. He smiled at the desperate groan she exhaled eagerly thrusting her ass back for more. 

Her mouth falling open, she murmured, “Oh, yes, just like that.  But please don’t tease me. I need it all, every last inch.” Truth was Ronny was thick, but not exactly the biggest guy in the world, so she really needed his girth if she ever hoped to get off.

His voice comically deep and throaty, he told her, “Then you shall have the length of my cock to the depths of my balls, my beauty.” Then he flexed his hips, pushing inside her, and groaned at the erotic sight of his cock disappearing further into the depths of her hot little cunt with every thrust.  Sliding out of her again, the slickness of it shimmering with her arousal really had him groaning.  “Damn, this is so fucking hot.  I want to find one of these things so I can fuck you like this at my place.  I just hope I can find one online.”  Pulling his phone from his pocket, and aiming it at her packed pussy, he told her, “And I want to capture this on my phone so I can jack off to it whenever I want.  Fuck, just seeing my cock sliding into your pussy with you held captive is just so over the top insane, I think I’m going to have to tie you up every time we fuck now just to get myself off.”

Annoyed that he was more interested in getting a picture than getting it on, rolling her eyes, Deana finally let out a frustrated growl.  Never much into bondage, she had to admit, he did have a point, being restrained and taken hard from behind felt almost too kinky to be real.  Once he finally put away his stupid phone and got back to business, she really began to whimper.  Helplessly taking his cock, she knew with how timid he normally was, it had to be the hardest and roughest he’d ever given it to her.  Her pussy clenching hard around his shaft, her entire body quaking with how wickedly hard he was fucking her, damn, she decided a girl cold get used to this kind of thing. 

Then suddenly they both froze when a deep voice called out from behind them, “Hey, what are two doing back here?”

Ronny quickly clutched his cock and pulled out of her, telling him, “Sorry, we were uh... just having some fun.”

Ignoring his blithering, the man eyed Deana with her dress up over her back with her bare ass on display and told Ronny who was fighting to wrestle his erection back into his pants, “Well, you’d better get your ass out of here, buddy, before I call the cops.  And don’t worry about your friend I’ll take care of her.”

Watching him scamper away, like a scared little rabbit, Deana couldn’t believe that he’d just run out on her, not even waiting around to find out if the guy would really do as he’d promised.  But knowing what a coward he was, all the guy had to do was mention the police and of course the little twit instantly disappeared around the corner without so much as a backward glance, leaving Deana captive and embarrassingly exposed to a total stranger.

His eyes wide as he took in her situation, the tall, well-built guard came up behind her and muttered, “Jesus,” the moment he got a look at her pussy, so wet and rosy pink, all he could think of was filling her up with his cock, whether it was a smart move or not.  Stroking his hand over his fly, just from the sight of her, he was already hard, especially seeing that he had her at his mercy.

And before Deana knew what was happening, she heard the hiss of his zipper and gasped when a second later she felt his shockingly thick cockhead pushing past her pussy lips and roughly sliding inside her as he let out one hell of a deep throaty groan. 

“Oh, fuck, you feel good, lady,” he told her, bending his knees, clutching her hips and ploughing into her as deep as he could go with one good hard thrust.  Throwing back his head, he grunted his satisfaction at the satisfying sensation of his balls slapping hard against her ass once he was fully seated in her tight little cunt.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” she murmured, fighting to catch her breath.  Caught somewhere between elation and terror, she honestly couldn’t decide if she wanted him to stop or not, the whole thing was just so crazy.  And if what he was doing didn’t feel so damn good and he wasn’t so amazingly thick and long she’d probably be screaming her head off to get free.  But, wow, this guy really knew how to fuck a woman, like it was why he was put on the earth, just to give a girl a nice hard ride. 

Pulling almost all the way out, giving her a few nice sharp thrusts and then following it up with a couple of long slow slides back inside, he had her deliriously happy pussy going into spasms with the way he was working his magic.  Not only amazingly well hung, but he knew just what to do with it, too. Damn, she knew one thing; she’d never had it so good.  The guy was like some kind of pussy whisperer, knowing just what she needed.  And what he was doing, swiveling his hips now, just felt so insanely good, and yet so undeniably wrong, that she could feel herself dripping with almost equal measures of shame and lust.

And if his expertise with his cock wasn’t enough, reaching around her, she let out a started gasp when he began to pinch and tug her nipples right through her dress, practically setting them on fire too; he was getting her so damn hot.  All while still rhythmically thrusting his hips and slamming his body into hers, giving her the fuck of her life.  Powerless to do anything but take what he was giving her, Deana felt her eyes drifting shut, letting out an elated groan as the total assault on her senses washed through every last fibre of her being as he basically took control of her body. 

“Fuck, I’m glad I took this shift today,” he told her as he pummeled her pussy relentlessly, ramming her over and over as he kept up the highly arousing assault on her tits.  “You like this kind of thing?  You getting off on being fucked by a stranger?”

She wanted tell him no, and that he should stop, but with the way she was moaning and panting, and shamelessly thrusting her ass at him, practically begging for more, she knew he wouldn’t buy it.  Because fuck, she’d never felt anything even nearly as good as this in her entire freaking life and knew she couldn’t hide it.  Her nipples stinging in the most delightful way imaginable with the way he tugged and pinched them harder with every punishing thrust of his hips, she could actually hear the undeniable sound of her tingling pussy squelching with delight. 

“Ahh,” she sighed on an elated breath as he cleverly changed the angle of penetration, dipping his knees lower to ensure he was hitting right on her g-spot with every well-aimed thrust, almost making her crawl out of her skin, it just felt so wickedly good.  “God, I’m going to come so fucking hard like this, if you keep that up,” she warned him, her entire body already beginning to tremble, she was getting so close.

“You and me both,” he assured her, chuckling, as his balls tightened, getting ready to explode and fill her pussy with one helluva fucking load of his juice.  “Damn, lady, you’ve got to have the sweetest pussy I’ve ever fucked, and definitely the most gorgeous pair of tits I’ve ever had the pleasure to feel.  I just wish I could sink my teeth into them while I’m filling you with my cock, and I’d bet we’d both get off on it, too.”

Now that he’d put that thought in her head, she actually wished he would.  Crazy as this thing was, he was getting her off like she’d never gotten off before.  “Oh, fuck, me, yes,” she murmured, sinking her teeth into her lip, as every last inch of her felt like it was burning up.  All thoughts of resistance gone, giving herself over to him completely, she desperately began to whimper when he dropped one hand and started toying with her clit, almost making her crawl out of her skin, he had her was so desperate for release.  Twisting her nipples till it was just this side of painful, fucking her blindingly hard, plowing his big fat cock into her like he owned her cunt, she thought she’d died and gone to some kind of kinky shit heaven.  Never had she experienced anything like it, or loved anything more.  It was all just so raw and undeniably dirty as fuck, and yet she’d already accepted the fact that she was his until he was done with her.

“What’s your name?” he whispered into her ear, giving her a few more sharp quick thrusts that had his balls slapping hard enough against her ass that she could hear the slap of flesh on flesh as his thighs smacked against hers.  Just the slight sting of it vibrating straight through her pussy, was almost sending her over the edge, he had her so close now that she could almost taste it.  Sensually surrounded by him, it seemed he was everywhere at once, nearly making her lose her mind with how incredible he was making her feel, with every cell in her body tingling. 

Not sure if she should tell him who she was, when he twisted her nipple a little harder, giving it a shockingly arousing pinch, sending the most incredible wave of pleasure straight to her quivering pussy, she gave in and blurted out her name, “It’s Deana, and whoever the hell you are, I hope you know you’re making me lose my fucking mind.  At this rate I’m going to come so hard, I’ll probably pass out as soon as I get off.”

She couldn’t believe that the devilish bastard just threw back his head and laughed.  “Well, believe it or not, I’ve never done anything like this in my life.  But I got so hard the moment I saw your little pink pussy just begging to be fucked, that I couldn’t resist giving you what you needed.  And you’ve made me crazy enough that I’m back here risking my job to get with you, so believe me, I hear you, lady.  I think we’ve both gone a little crazy.”  Slowly pulling out his cock, slick with their mingled juices, rolling his eyes at the sight of her dripping pussy, he moaned as he clutched his erection in his hand and swiped it up over her tight little asshole, making her jump.  Slowly sliding it up and down along her crack, he asked,, “Deana, you ever had your ass filled with cock before?”

When she quickly shook her head that she hadn’t, he told her, “Then maybe next time, I’ll take care of that, too.” Imagining how tight that would feel, she actually sagged with relief when she felt him slide his cock back into her pussy, sparing her the torture of having that fat monster of his pushing into her butt.  But then he shocked her.  Teasingly broaching her tighter opening with just the tip of his pinky finger, she tossed back her head and let out a groan when he began to work both his cock and finger into her a little deeper with every thrust, sending her reeling into a lust-induced maelstrom, till she was nothing but a quivering mess. Never having experienced even a little taste of double penetration, suddenly he had her desperate for more. 

“Maybe next time I’ll let you have a taste my cock, too,” he breathed into her ear, “of course while I’m eating your pussy.  And I bet you’re sweet as candy, too, aren’t you?  Every inch of you is just so fucking hot and tight that when I finally lose it, just to warn you, you’ll be dripping down your legs for days, because I’m gonna come so fucking hard you won’t be able to hold it all, once I finally let go.”  And just the thought of that made her shiver even harder.  And she knew if he kept taunting her, her head would explode right along with her tortured pussy.

Though it was getting dark, and there wasn’t a single sound of life around them, though totally alone with him, she was so lost in the fantastic working over he was giving every inch of her that she was beyond being afraid.  The way he was consuming her, mind, body and soul, all she wanted now was to come – and so desperately it almost hurt.  Her entire body humming so hard with the need for release, she felt sure she could feel it ringing in her ears, like a warning of what was to come.

Then surprising her, he suddenly pulled out and dropped to his knees on the wide platform she stood on, abruptly wrapping his big hands around her thighs and spreading her legs open wide.  And the moment she felt the heat of his tongue lapping deep into her pussy she actually thought she’d die – it just felt so divine to feel him hungrily eating into her sex, practically making a meal out of her.  Lapsing into a full-body shudder at the insanely hot feel of his tongue relentlessly lashing her swollen pussy, he had her groaning out loud with how desperately he was feasting on her, nearly devouring her with his ravenous mouth.  But when he began to suckle her clit between his lips, making love to her with his tongue and lips, it was enough to send her reeling right over the edge till suddenly she felt so overwhelmed that could hardly remember to breathe.  Sex had never been anything like this before, at least not in her limited experience.  And damn, right or wrong -- she absolutely loved it with him.

Finally, he released her pulsing clit after he’d sent her flying completely over the edge.  Desperately panting and shaking with how hard was making her come, her entire body began to quiver from head to toe, as the most amazing sensation she’d ever had the pleasure of experiencing rode through her in a blinding rush.  It was like he’d ambushed her entire nervous system, almost making her forget who she was.  Mindlessly spent, as she slowly came down from the high of surviving the wildest orgasm of her entire life, her whole body sagged as she struggled to breathe and stop her body from shaking. 

Coming around her and looking into her eyes he told her point blank, “Now you’re going to return the favour and suck my cock.”

Hearing that, all she could do was blink up at him, dazedly nodding her head, still hoping to regain even a little of her sanity after coming so wickedly hard.

When he got up in front of her, managing to lift her gaze to meet his, she was surprised to find herself coming face to face with such an incredibly good looking dark-haired, well-built stud.  But she wasn’t too surprised to see that his cock was enormous, like something that would be hanging off a stallion.  Thick and long, with a wide bulging tip, he had her mouth watering for him, despite how limp she felt, she still pleadingly parted her lips, making him laugh at how eager she was for a taste. 

Brushing back her long, damp hair from her surprisingly pretty face, he tucked it behind her ears, so he could see her better, and damn he liked what he was seeing.  Incredibly big blue eyes and such delicate features, she looked like a real-life doll with all those long, dark curls framing her face.  His eyes settling on her full lush lips, unable to resist a little taste, he made her moan when he slowly slid his tongue across her lips and then slipped it inside.  Reveling in the feel of her sexy mouth and the way her warm soft tongue slid so enticingly over his, he couldn’t believe how much harder he was getting just from sharing a kiss.     

His chest heaving, once he finally pulled back, fisting his thick cock in his hand, he asked her, “Now you want a taste of this?”  When she numbly nodded her head that she did, standing on the step in front of her, he smiled as he got up close to her face and grasped the wooden bracket that held her captive.  Fisting his cock at the base, he groaned at the sight of it sliding into her open mouth, loving both the sight of feel of it sliding over her tongue till he could feel it broaching the back of her slender throat.  Fuck, what a sight, watching his cock disappear into such a pretty mouth, with those lush, full lips of hers stretched so tightly around it.

And when she began to suck him back and teasingly work him over with her tongue, rolling his eyes at the incredible feel of her taking him so deep, he really began to groan.  Clutching two fistfuls of her hair, he began to fuck her mouth, muttering, “Damn, you really know how to suck a guy off, don’t you?”

Though she never thought she had a talent, for some reason, she just couldn’t get enough of him, even as he almost chocked her with how thick and long he was.  Eyes closed, she moaned as she eagerly sucked him as deep as she could take him.  Just so smooth and long and thick, and salty-sweet as he slid over her tongue, that all she wanted was more.  And what they were doing just felt so wrong and yet strangely so right that she knew she never wanted it to end.  Shocked that she was willingly giving this stranger head, she just couldn’t stop lapping at him.  Finally, his balls growing achingly tight with the need for release, he pulled out of her mouth with a satisfied grunt telling her, “Much as I’d love to finish in your mouth, what I really want is to come in your pussy and see you dripping with my cum.”

All she could do was nod and roll her eyes at the thought of him filling her up to the max again, too overwhelmed to even react to what was happening to her anymore.  And when he got back in behind her and plowed his cock into her just as deep as he could go, slamming her shoulders against the rough wooden pillory, still holding her captive, letting out a seductive little sigh, she knew she’d never felt as used, or as turned-on in her entire life. 

Initially angry with Ronny for abandoning her with a stranger, now all she wanted to do was thank him for unwittingly giving her the most unforgettable experience of her life.  Though what they were doing felt dirty and raunchy as fuck, she’d honestly never felt more elated.  And as he made her come so wickedly hard for a second time that her legs nearly gave out on her the moment she lost it,  desperately crying out into the darkness, her entire body broke into a shiver as the most euphoric sensation imaginable rushed through her veins. 

And true to his word, when he clutched her hips savagely hard, impaling her with one last deep thrust, the shocking sensation of him gushing into her body and filling her to overflowing with wave after wave of his hot seed, had her dropping her head staring mesmerised with a sense of wonder at the long, warm trail of cum sliding down her legs till it was coating her feet.  Seeing the proof of what he’d done to her, heaving a breathless sigh, she threw back her head and shamelessly licked her lips, blown away by the feeling of utter completeness he’d filled her with.  As crazy as it was, she knew that no one had ever used her so roughly or ever made her feel more alive.  Though she’d never considered herself much of a sexual being, now that he’d shown her just how amazing it could be once she’d given herself over to him, he had her feeling like an absolute sex goddess, half naked and shamelessly dripping with a stranger’s cum, it all felt too incredible for words.     

Once he managed to get his dick back into his pants and zip up, carefully lifting the arm of the pillory off her neck and wrists, he finally released her.  Tugging her into his arms, he surprised her when he feathered grateful little kisses all over her face and told her, “This is got to be the best I’ve ever had it, and I hope you enjoyed it, too.”

All Deana could do was numbly nod her head.  Helplessly leaning on him to support her weight, she could barely believe that it had actually happened, and she’d willingly let herself be used by an absolute stranger.  Though she’d been captive in the wooden brace, she hadn’t even tried to resist, or attempted to scream for help.  So no way around it, strange as it seemed, she’d wanted it, too – maybe even needed it.   

They walked together silently to the gates of the compound, since after what they’d done, there really wasn’t much to say.  After unlocking the gate, without uttering a word, not even saying goodbye, he let her out of the grounds.

Since she was the one who’d driven her and Ronny up from the city, her little white Camry was still sitting in the nearly deserted parking lot, right where she’d left it.  Of course Ronny, the little weasel, was nowhere to be seen.  Probably just got in a taxi and high-tailed it home, leaving her behind to fend for herself.

After she started her car, she looked back and saw that the handsome stranger – who had ravished her to within an inch of her life – was watching her leave, as though he wanted to be sure that she got out of the place safely -- which was oddly comforting, considering what he’d just done to her.  But no matter how strange, this was one night she knew she’d never forget.  Most likely she’d lock it away forever, remembering it whenever she needed a thrilling little episode in her life to look back on.  Biting into her lip, she grinned as she pulled out onto the road that would lead her to the highway and back to her condo in the city.  Her pussy still delightfully humming, after the going over he’d given her, she knew that whoever he was, he would sure be one hell of a hard act to follow.

***

Working as marketing director in her family’s cosmetic company, Deana often worked late, especially when they were working on a new campaign.  And since the Christmas ads had to be ready for the major publications, Deana knew, like most nights, that once again, she’d be eating dinner alone at her desk.

Smiling as she leafed through the proofs that the photographer had delivered that afternoon, proud of the new ads their agency had come up with for their new Certified Never-Tested on Animals line, she just hoped her father would one day come to realize that she was damn good at what she did.  Though he’d give her the occasional compliment, she’d known from the time she was a child that he’d wished he had a son to follow in his footsteps and not just a daughter.

So, she worked twice as hard as any of her staff, not only to prove herself to her father, but so she would know that she was doing the best job she could for the company -- regardless of her sex.

After the chicken Caesar salad and ice tea she’d ordered had been delivered, too tired to even pick up her fork, she let her head fall back and closed her eyes for a moment of well-deserved rest.  But just as she was getting comfortable and beginning to blissfully zone out, suddenly her whole body tensed and her head snapped up when she thought she heard a door opening and then closing down the hallway.  Sure that no one else was working late with everyone preparing for a weekend away with their families for the upcoming Thanksgiving long weekend she wondered who it could be.

Then she almost died when a familiar tall dark-haired, handsome stranger popped his head around her doorway, took a look at her, and said, “Wow, never thought I’d see you again.”

“What are you doing here?” she asked, clutching the edge of her desk, sounding a little alarmed even to her own ears, wondering if he’d somehow managed to track her down.

Crossing his arms over his broad chest, swelling his bi-ceps as he casually leaned against the doorframe, he told her, “Just started here today as head of security, small world, huh?”

He could say that again.  Never expecting to lay eyes on him after that wild episode they’d shared, giving him the once over, she had to say he was looking pretty good in his body-hugging black uniform, that she could see was straining to contain all those delectable muscles.  In fact he looked so good, that without even realizing it, she was clenching her thighs just from the sight of him.  Finally coming to her senses, she said, “I had no idea my father hired you.”

Eyes widening, he blinked. “So you’re Thomas Maxwell’s daughter?”

Nodding, still looking him over, she tipped her head, and said with a slight grin, “Sorry, but I never caught your name.”

“It’s Damien, Damien Sanchez,” he told her, with a teasing twinkle in his eye.

“Well, I hope you’ll like working here, Damien.”

He pushed off the doorway and came and stood in front of her desk, staring down at her. “So, you’d be okay with me working for your company, considering our uh… history?”

She gave him a shrug. “Well, it’s all in the past, which is why I’m assuming you just referred to it as history.”

His lips curving into a smile as he eyed her rocking little body, clad in a sexy little black business suit, he wasn’t too sure.  She was one hot looking woman, and just thinking about what they’d done together was enough to start the launch sequence again, and already he could feel himself getting hard.  Finally he cleared his throat, and asked, “So, you always work so late?”

Heaving a weary sigh, she nodded.  “Yes, unfortunately, most nights I do.  And with Christmas just around the corner, as you can imagine, we’ve got loads of marketing campaigns on the go, and tons of product to sell.”

He flashed a teasing grin that showed off his dimples.  “So you’re smart as well as sexy, huh?”

Rolling her eyes, trying to ignore the ridiculous little flutter taking over her stomach, and the effect his sexy dimpled smile was having on her composure, she said, “Well, I’m not too sure about that, but I’m definitely dedicated, or I’d be home now having a nice long soak with a book.”

“So, no boyfriend waiting at home for you, not even that doofus I found you with at the park?”

Shaking her head, she told him, “Ronny was never my boyfriend.  We’re just friends that sometimes uh… I guess you could say… go out together.”

“That also like to hookup, from what I saw.”

Though a little uncomfortable with where the conversation was going, she looked down at her hands on her desk and just told him the truth.  “Well, unfortunately with the hours I keep, I don’t really have time for an actual relationship.  So I just take my pleasure whenever I can get it, even with a guy like Ronny.”

“That’s too bad, beautiful woman like you with no man in your life, must have you frustrated as hell.”  And he of course he’d be happy to help her out anytime she wanted. 

Deana cocked an eyebrow, wondering if he could smell the desperation coming off her from where he stood.  It had been so long for her that sometimes she felt anxious enough to start climbing the walls.  Giving him a grin, she told him, “Well, thankfully there’s always battery powered fun waiting at home for me, whenever I really need it.”

Damien frowned, wondering why someone as hot and put together as she was had to resort to getting herself off.  And he just knew he had to help her with her problem, because how could possibly ignore a lady in distress.   He smiled into her eyes and told her, “You know, I’ll be working nights here, too.  So… if you ever need me to uh, help you out, I’d be more than happy to come and see you.”

Staring up into his deep brown eyes, Deana wondered if she actually had the nerve.  It was one thing to lose herself where no one would know her, in a little courtyard off in the middle of nowhere, but if they ever got caught going at it in her office, she knew she’d never be able to live it down.  Still, just the thought of getting naked and getting busy with him again had her pussy almost flooding her panties.

Oh, god, what a dilemma.  Say goodnight to him, eat her stupid salad, go home and get herself off with a rubber dick, or give in to temptation and let him remind her why she’d lost herself to him in the first place.

Damien grinned.  “It’s not that complicated, Deana.  I think you’re hot, and I think we both know that we’re practically combustible when we’re together.  So either you want something with me, or you don’t.”

Not even aware she was doing it, she started licking her lips as she took him in from head to toe, desperate for a taste of what he was offering.  And there was no getting around it, he was probably the finest example of the male species she’d ever seen – or experienced. Insanely buff, wickedly hot, totally gorgeous and with a dick that she knew could make her poor neglected pussy hum for hours after he’d fucked it.  

How could she possibly say no?

But finally shaking her head, doing her best to be sensible, she told him, “I really don’t think we should. If we ever got caught, not only would my father never forgive me, but I’d be laughed right out of the building once the gossip mill got hold of what we were doing, and spread it around.”

Damien smiled into her eyes.  “Well, I assure you, I can be discreet.  And if you can keep yourself from making those cute sexy noises you seemed to like to make when we we’re going at it, so no one will hear us and figure out what we’re up to, I don’t see why we can’t help each other out.”

Deana actually snorted at the idea of him needing any help to get laid.  Imagining all he’d have to do was crook his finger, flash those sexy dimples and women would fall at his feet – most likely with their legs already spread.  

Still, what he was offering was awfully tempting.  And the fact that her pussy was already dripping just thinking about how hard he’d managed to make her come, pretty much tipped the scales.

Then leaning over her desk, with his weight on his hands, as though it was a foregone conclusion, looking her straight in the eyes, he told her, “But there’s one thing you should know.  If we’re going to do this, it’ll be just us.  And there’ll be no other fuck buddies, till we’re done.”

“And would that go for both of us?”

Straightening up and coming around her desk, he shrugged and said, “Of course, I’ve got no one in my life right now, or we wouldn’t even be having this conversation.”

And before she realized what he was about to do, he picked her up around the waist, effortlessly lifted her off her feet and pressed his lips to hers.  Pulling back, smiling into her eyes, he said, “Just wanted to seal the deal.” 

Anxiously nodding, supporting herself with her hands on his muscular shoulders, she said, “Okay, but just to be clear, I don’t expect anything more from you than sex.  You don’t have to worry, I’m not overly clingy.  And with the hours I keep, I don’t really have time for anything more.”

Damien frowned as he sat down in her chair, wrapping his arms around her and holding her in his lap as he idly ran his hand over her ass.  Though he wasn’t looking for anything serious, he wasn’t too sure he could get on board with promising her nothing more than a few well-spent hours of sexy fun.  Especially since he hadn’t been able to get her out of his head since that wild evening when they’d first hooked up, when he’d kicked himself for not getting her phone number before he’d watched her drive away.  But if he had a choice of walking out now, and stopping it before it they even got started, or giving them the time to find out just where it might go, he knew he’d be happy to work on her, and for just as long as it took.

Pushing her jacket off her shoulders, pressing his lips to her neck, he murmured, “As long as you’re willing to let me kiss you whenever I want, then I’d say we’ve got a deal.”

Her pussy almost screaming for relief, Deana tipped her head back, moaning at the warm sensation of his tongue sliding up along her neck to her ear, her chest already heaving, she breathlessly murmured, “I think I could agree to that.”

Grinning against the warmth of her neck, he was already looking forward to the challenge of winning her over, even if he had to do it one long, slow fuck at a time…