Always Raw

by

Amaya Rai

story points: breeding, office affair, boss x employee trope

wc: 978

His hands roved. Hot and desperate to remove the clothing that separated us. This wasn’t our first time in a twisted tryst like this. Rory was my boss. Someone whom I reported to at my law firm. A senior fucking partner.

“Mia, I need you now. Fuck!” his thick Irish accent melts my centre as he palms my breasts over my shirt.

“Rory, we shouldn’t be doing this in your office. Someone might walk in,” I moan; but quickly bring his mouth back to mine.

My words say stop, but my actions encourage him to continue. Of course I want this man to fuck me!

His large, hairy hands tear at the buttons, staring down at the pale pink lace which adorns my caramel skin.

“God, I want to put a baby in you right now,” his gritty whisper makes me desperate for more.

I want him to come inside of me.

From the moment I walked into his office, pitching him a new client. Our eyes never left each other’s. That same night he knocked on my office door with the paperwork; and it was animalistic, raw. Inexorable.

“Maybe I should let you,” I whisper against his lips.

Pulling away from me, he looks me dead in the eyes, “Fuck, do you know how crazy it makes me? My seed will be deep inside you. FUCK!”

He grabs me by the hips and I straddle his waist as he carries me to his desk. The sun waving goodbye to another day as the last of the rays leave us to roil in each others’ bodies. Placing me on the desk, the sun lasers across my abdomen and then over my breasts. Rory takes the guidance to kiss and bite those areas.

“I want to be inside that tight pussy,” he murmurs against my stomach.

Moaning and soaked, I lift myself off the desk and unclasp my bra. His eyes zoom up to watch me and he halts my skirt around my waist, tearing my tights.

“You’re dripping Mia. Let me fucking taste you.” He’s rubbing me over my panties and the fact that I can’t feel his flesh against mine is irritating.

“Fuck Rory! Please!” I don’t know what I’m begging for, but I need his tongue to fuck my clit, urgently.

He chuckles and pushes my soaked lace to the side as he takes a long, wet lick from the bottom to the top of my folds. I cry out, and grip the back of his blonde shoulder-length hair. Rory’s shifts from rapid tongue flicks to French kissing my clit. I continue screaming words of encouragement, profanities, anything that keeps him in-between my legs.

His brown eyes look up at me and I bite my lip. French kissing me one last time before he uses the back of his hand to wipe our combined liquids.

My legs spread, he stands imposingly in the middle of them. In the background, high risers stand as bodyguards behind Rory, making his silhouette look daunting. It sends another jolt of desire within me. They’re going to watch me get filled.

Rory unleashes his cock, standing to attention, readying for battle. His hands instinctively go towards his drawer to find a condom. I grab his hand, “No.”

I’m impatient.

“Fucking gorgeous girl, you’ll leave this office with my cum inside of you,” he grits.

His cock enters me and I cry out as my body convulses, and one hand clamps me down around my stomach; another anchors me to the desk. His naked cock feels sublime, every vein and spasm coaxing me further into his web. I want to be fucked raw every fucking day by Rory.

The thrusts are short and pulsing, not the deep, hard fucks I’m used to with him. He reads my mind, “Baby, if I fuck you hard; I won’t last.” It’s enough of an explanation as I leg-lock this man into going deeper.

“Oh you’re my dirty girl. You want me to fuck you hard?” he grunts, already his cock delving inch deeper, this thrusts becoming a little more pressing.

“Yes yes yes, please please please.” It’s all I can say. Feeling his mushroomed tip unsheathed for the first time makes so insatiable for Rory.

“You ready to feel me come inside of you?” he taunts.

I cry out another moan, this time feeling his pace accelerate, his hand moves down to my thigh to open me even more as he rails his bare cock inside of me. I want this. I want this man to spread his seed inside of me until I’m drowning in it.

He’s close. I can feel him as he pumps with rigour against my opening. Feeling his full length split me in half. My cries are from the sheer force of his cock ramping in and out of me; about to unload his cum into me.

“I’m going to fill you up nicely baby.” he says panting.

“Fill me up baby. Fucking finish inside of me. Let me have it,” I wail.

Just like that, my boss’ decorum breaks and he’s spilling in me. Hot, full spurts piston out of his cock inside of me, straight into my cervix. Coating me from the inside as I continue to tighten my legs around his waist.

We stay in that position for a while, the buildings in the back begin to clap for us as yellow lights begin to shine. Alerting us to the evening crowd settling into their apartments for the night.

“Always raw baby,” Rory whispers. Kissing me gently on the mouth.

“I don’t think I can walk after this,” I respond.

“Legs up baby, I’ll get you a cloth.” He pulls out of me, his cum dripping.

He stares at the mess and with his fingers pushes his gift back inside of me.

“I don’t like to waste.”