I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. His fingers f****d me in deep, filthy strokes, the wet schlick-schlick-schlick obscenely loud in the quiet office. My thighs trembled. My arms shook against the desk. Every time I got close he slowed, keeping me right on the razor edge, while his free hand continued tormenting my n*****s until they were swollen and aching.
“Please—” The word slipped out before I could stop it.
His hand cracked across my ass, sharp and stinging. “I said quiet.” He added a third finger, stretching me wide, and f****d me harder. “You want this job? Earn it. Come for me. Right now. Silently.”
The command shoved me over. My orgasm crashed through me in violent waves, cunt clamping down hard around his fingers, slick pouring out over his hand and dripping onto the floo
