Hidden identity (1)

Hidden identity (1)
RHYS
"Mr. Redmond?" Kira inhales sharply, her eyes wide. "I wasn’t doing anything wrong."
Even if I didn’t know what she was up to, that declaration would be enough to make her suspicious. Kira is like a deer in the headlights, fumbling for what to tell me now that she’s been caught.
I pull her flush against me, wrapping a hand around her neck to tilt her head. "What did I say about putting anything in that pussy without my permission?"
Her face reddens, her voice cracking. "Technically, you said I couldn’t put anything inside. But if I simply rub…"
"Fuck." This woman is going to be the end of me. I’ve been sporting a boner for hours. Every time I managed to tame it, I would get a whiff of her lingering scent in my office and my traitorous dick would harden all over again.
The woman responsible for my torture is acting all innocent while rubbing her ass against my hardness, making me want to strip her and fuck her right here in the hallway.
I grab Kira by the waist and drag her into my office, latching the door behind me. While I don’t give a flying fuck who walks in on us, Kira would have to leave if anyone discovered this, and I know she would high-tail it out of here. That’s the last thing I want.
I push Kira against my desk, admiring the curve of her ass. She’s not what I would consider petite. Her ample tits and ass make for a curvy figure, more prominent in contrast to her slender waist.
I’ve held my urge in for so long that I’m on the verge of exploding. I want to tear her clothes off and fuck her so hard that she will have to stay in bed for the next few days, but instead, I push her skirt up gently.
Her panties are wetter than they were this morning. I slide them down her legs, admiring her glistening wet pussy. The toy is still etched inside her, making the woman squirm when I tug on it. She’s been on edge for hours, and so have I, thinking about all the things I’m going to do to her.
I pull her panties down the rest of the way and tap her ankle. "Leg."
Kira lifts up her legs one after another, allowing me to take off her panties. I sniff them, relishing the intoxicating scent of her arousal before shoving the fabric into my pockets.
Kira’s eyes widen when she detects what I just did, but she doesn’t complain. If anything, the naughty woman is more turned on by the thought of her panties in my pocket.
I run my hand up her thigh and finally pull the toy out, earning a moan from Kira. She look so beautiful, eager for me to fuck her. I spread her legs and crouch between them, devouring her with my tongue. Kira’s pussy is already sensitive from being on edge for so long, it merely takes a few licks for her to explode on my tongue.
"Rhys," she moans. It’s the best thing I have heard all week. In fact, I doubt I have heard anything hotter than this in my life. I should have recorded it to listen on repeat when I’m alone at 11 pm, but on second thought, that will not be sufficient. I want to be inside Kira as often as I can for the foreseeable future.
"I’m going to fuck you," I say. "That okay with you?"
Kira’s head bobs.
"Words, Kira," I demand.
"Fuck me, Rhys," she says. "Please."
I unbuckle my belt in record speed and yank my pants down along with my boxers. I roll a condom over my shaft faster than I ever have, pushing into Kira in one hard thrust.
Kira’s pussy is everything I imagined and more. Warm, tight, clenching around my cock like a vice grip, threatening to make me cum even before I’ve begun to fuck her. The moan that spills out of her lips is music to my ears.
I grab her waist and pull out before easing into her gently, savoring the moment. I pause, making the woman wiggle her ass, craving another release.
I spank her ass. "What was that about relieving yourself in the bathroom?"
Once more, Kira lies, "I won’t do it again, sir."
She certainly will. My mischievous girl is enjoying this as much as I am, and punishing her is the highlight of my day. Although, is it really punishment if it feels this good?
My fingers press against the flesh of Kira’s ass as I pound into her, looking down at the place where our bodies join. I meant for this to be a one time thing, but there’s no way I will keep myself from seeing this hot sight again.
I flip Kira and sit her on the desk, wrapping her legs around my waist. The position gives me more access, making me nearly drown in the heightened pleasure. Her head is tilted back, her eyes closed, her lips parted in ecstasy.
"Open your eyes," I demand. "See how hard you make me."
Kira does as she’s told, gripping my arms. "Fuck, Rhys…"
"You feel so good around my cock," I whisper.
Her pussy tightens around me, and I know she’s coming again. I grip her waist, pulling back and then thrusting into her hard. It tips her over the edge, eliciting a loud moan that I muffle with by burying her face into my chest, even though that doesn’t stop my groans as I climax.
The orgasm is so intense that it drains my strength. I hold onto her for a few moments, my heart threatening to race right out of my ribcage.
If I didn’t have to deal with the condom, I would stay buried inside her for much longer.
"Are you on the pill?" I ask her.
Kira eyes me with a flush on her cheeks before she nods.
Thank fuck.
"I’m safe; got tested recently, and I can show you the results if you want."
"I’ll take your word for it," Kira says, but her brows are knitted in a frown. "I had a full-body check up when the company hired me and haven’t been with anyone else since, but why is this relevant?"
"If it isn’t already evident," I brush a knuckle against her pebbled nipple. "Next time, I’m fucking you raw."