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and then his thumb brushed
across her clit.
    “Fuck.”
    He circled her clit, running it through her wetness as he
stretched her pussy lips with his other fingers. “I’m gonna make you lick up
every drop of the whore juice on the floor and my boots. Such a dirty slut I
married.”
    Sharp exhales puffed out of her as she climbed higher and
higher toward another release.
    “And after I fuck your ass you’re going to clean my dick
off. You’re going to get me hard again and I’ll make you choke on my cock until
I come down your filthy throat.”
    Him talking dirty to her, calling her names and telling her
how sexy he thought she was in the most disgusting ways turned her on in a
manner she didn’t fully understand. He made her feel raw, open and more
delicious than he probably knew.
    “Dirty whore.”
    She came so hard, so fast she couldn’t even ask permission.
Sensation raced beneath her skin, pulsating outward from her pussy as she
sprayed more sweet liquid from under his probing fingertips.
    “Please, please, Sir.” Whether she begged him to stop or
continue she didn’t know but what she wanted didn’t matter.
    What he wanted was what she needed to give him and
what he would take anyway.
    He worked her tender button, making her cry out as she
continued to come all over his fingers. Her pussy locked down on his thrusting
digits as pulse after pulse of joy radiated from her contracting sex.
    Before she was actually done he pulled his hand free and
released her wrists. Her arms fell to the desk with a muffled thud and she
sighed when he kept one palm flat on her spine, holding her on the desk.
    She smiled as he kept her safe so she didn’t slide off onto
the floor at his feet.
    His boots hit the hardwood one at a time and his belt buckle
grazed her ass as he undid it one-handed.
    The sound of the zipper on his pants snicking downward sent
shivers up her spine and she followed his movements behind her. Her brain
thankfully translated the noises he made into him getting naked.
    Finally.
    As if she hadn’t just had two mind-numbing orgasms, her body
lit up like it were nightfall at Coney Island.
    The coarse hair on his thighs brushed her ass and he must
have pulled his shirt off one-handed. It landed on the small of her back,
making her jump.
    He brushed it off, moving her hands, curling them on the far
edge of the desk again.
    Before she could even suck in a startled breath he grasped a
handful of her hair, shoving his cock into her pussy until his balls slapped
her clit.
    He pulled her chest off the desk with the grip he had on her
hair and his warm hand seized her left breast, warming it, kneading it.
    His breath hit the curve of her shoulder a second before he
bit her. Hard.
    The slick channel of her pussy seemed to lick his dick as he
fucked it into her for several penetrating strokes.
    “It’s like this. Every time, my Angel.”
    “Like what, Sir?” she whispered, having an educated guess on
what he was thinking about. “How intense it is? How—perfect?”
    “How badly I want to take you, how high my need is to
dominate you, to own you, to hurt you. That way you can remember when you feel
my bruises later that I’m the one who put them there.” He shoved in harder,
using his double-fisted grip to yank her back onto his cock as he thrust into
her.
    Little bruises on her hipbones were imminent as he knocked
her against his desk on every thrust.
    He released her hair, wrapping his strong fingers around her
throat, tipping her head back so he could growl directly into her ear.
    “Now—I’m going to take your ass.”

Chapter Two
     
    Quicker than she could say “Yes Sir,” he’d already snagged a
bottle of lube he had tucked away in his desk drawer.
    It turned her on something ginormous knowing he’d planted
supplies around their house so he could take her anytime, anywhere and in any hole
he desired.
    He pulled out of her and she gasped. Feeling so empty,
coupled with the knowledge of what he was