Chapter 136 Take My Cock
I rushed up to my feet and quickly bent forward, chest to the desk, my ass presented. He kicked my legs wider.
“Hands flat. Don’t move them.”
I obeyed.
He stepped behind me. I heard his belt sound, my pants hitting the floor. Then his big hands were on my ass, spreading me open.
“Still a little puffy from last night,” he murmured, thumb brushing over my hole. “Love seeing my work on you.”
I shivered. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“Touch me. Fuck me. Anything.”
He spat, slicking his fingers then pushed two in at once.
I gasped. “Fuck! Liam.”
“Quiet,” he reminded me, but his voice was wrecked. “You’re gonna take three tonight. Gonna stretch you nice and wide so I can fuck you deep.”
He worked me open slow this time. Teasing me, curling his fingers at just the right angle, making me shake and quiver.
“Tell me how it feels,” he said.
“Full,” I panted. “Burns so good. I want more. Want your cock.”
He added the third finger and scissored me wider.
“You’re clenching so hard,” he growled. “Greedy little hole.”
“For you,” I breathed. “Always for you.”
He pulled his fingers out and I whined.
Then I felt him against me, hot, blunt and pressing against my hole.
“Beg,” he said again.
“Please fuck me,” I whispered. “Please, Liam. Need you inside me. Need you to fill me up again. Make me yours.”
He pushed in slow this time, inch by thick inch, letting me feel every stretch.
When his hips finally felt flush against my ass, he leaned over me, his beard scraping my shoulder.
“You feel that?” he rasped in my ear. “That’s all of me, as deep as I can go.”
“Yes, fuck, yes.”
He started moving with long, deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out, then sliding back in until I felt his balls against me.
“Gonna fuck you slow tonight,” he said. “Make you feel every inch. Make you beg for it harder.”
I whimpered, the sound slipping past my lips. “Please. Oh fuck Liam, harder.”
“Not yet.” He thrust deep and held there right at my ass. “You’re gonna take what I give you.”
His hand slid around front, wrapped around my cock again and stroked me in time with his hips.
“Gonna edge you,” he murmured. “Gonna get you right to the edge and stop. Over and over. Until you’re crying for it.”
I moaned. “Liam, please.”
“Shh.” He kissed the back of my neck. “You can take it.”
He fucked me like that for what felt like forever. Bringing me close, then backing off. Over and over.
I was shaking.
Leaking all over his hand.
Begging quietly into the desk.
“Please, let me come. Please Liam.”
“Not yet,” he growled. “Gonna come inside you first. Then maybe I’ll let you.”
He sped up.
Harder now, pushing in deeper. The desk creaked under us.
“Fuck. Look at you tightening around me,” he groaned. “Gonna come. Gonna fill this greedy hole.”
“Do it,” I begged. “Please, come in me.”
He slammed in one last time, buried deep in me and groaned low and rough as he came in hot pulses flooding me, so much it leaked out around his cock.
He stayed inside me, breathing hard against my neck.
Then he started stroking me again.
“Come for me Caleb.” he ordered. “Right fucking now.”
I shattered.
I came so hard, i saw stars. Cum splashed all over the desk, my thighs shaking.
He held me through it.
And kissed my shoulder… Then my neck.
When I could breathe again, he pulled out slow, turned me around and kissed me deep.
“Stay here tonight,” he whispered against my mouth. “Sleep in my bed. I want to wake up inside you.”
My heart slammed.
“Yeah?” I breathed.
“Yeah.” He cupped my face. “We’re not done. Not even fucking close.”
I smiled, wrecked in the best way possible.
“Good,” I said. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you either.”
He pulled me against his chest.
“Bed. Now.”
I followed him out of the office, naked, sticky, marked by him.