Chapter 251
**Sara**
He traced a finger down my collarbone, sending shivers through me. "If we were at my place..." He clicked his tongue. "I've got quite the collection there. Silk blindfolds, padded cuffs, vibrators that would make you scream my name until you lost your voice." His hand slid lower. "This leather collar that would look perfect around your neck..."
"Jesus," I breathed, my heart racing at the images he painted.
"But here?" He gestured around the room. "We're working with limited resources. Just ice cubes and your scarf." He leaned down to kiss me, his lips soft against mine. "I'm sure we can save the rest for tomorrow."
I turned my head away, trying to catch my breath. "Tomorrow? I can't. First week at work, remember?"
"Come on," he murmured against my neck. "Take a long lunch break. I'll make it worth your while."
"No way." I tried to sound firm despite the way his touch made me shiver. "I need to make a good impression."
"You're really going to resist this?" His hand slid between my legs, making me gasp. "Resist me?"
I bit my lip, fighting back a moan. "Watch me."
"Really?" His fingers circled my clit slowly. "Because your body's telling me something very different."
"I have excellent self-control," I managed to say, even as my hips bucked against his hand.
He laughed. "We'll see about that tomorrow when I text you all the things I want to do to you."
"That's not fair," I protested weakly.
"When have I ever played fair?" His grin was positively wicked as he bent down to kiss me again.
Tom's lips pressed against mine, hungry and demanding, as his hands found my breasts, squeezing and kneading them.
I moaned into his mouth, my body arching into his touch. He pinched my nipples, rolling them between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy.
"Fuck, Tom," I gasped, pulling away from his kiss. His grin was pure sin, and I knew I was in trouble.
He grabbed my hips and flipped me over, dragging me to the edge of the bed. I yelped in surprise, but he just chuckled, standing up and positioning himself in front of me. His cock was hard and ready, jutting out proudly.
"Open wide, Sara," he commanded, his voice rough with desire.
I opened my mouth, and he grabbed the back of my head, guiding his cock between my lips. He groaned as I took him in, my tongue swirling around his shaft. He tasted salty and sweet, a mix of our arousals.
I relaxed my jaw, taking him deeper, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. He hit the back of my throat, and I gagged slightly, but he didn't stop. He just pulled back and thrust in again, his groans filling the room.
"Fuck, Sara," he murmured, his fingers tangling in my hair. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."
I hummed around his cock, making him groan even louder. His thrusts became faster, more urgent. I could feel his cock swelling in my mouth, his orgasm close.
But just as I thought he was about to come, he pulled out, leaving me gasping for breath.
"What the fuck?" I demanded, looking up at him.
He just grinned down at me, his chest heaving. "I'm not done with you yet."
Before I could protest, he grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my stomach, pulling me up onto my knees. I let out a surprised yelp, which only made him chuckle.
"What are you—?" I started, but my words turned into a gasp as he smacked my ass, the sting sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my pussy.
"Stay there," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. I heard the faint sound of a wrapper tearing, and then he was back, his hands gripping my hips tightly.
"You better make this worth my while," I grumbled, wiggling my ass teasingly. "Or I swear to God, Tom—"
He cut me off with another smack, this one harder. I yelped, but fuck, it felt good. "Shut up and take it, Sara," he growled, pressing the head of his cock against my entrance.
I pushed back against him, eager to feel him inside me. He didn't need any more encouragement. He gripped my hips tighter and thrust into me, filling me completely. I moaned, my fingers clutching the sheets beneath me.
"Fuck, you feel amazing," he grunted, pulling out and slamming back into me. His pace was relentless, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through my body.
He leaned over me, one hand snaking around to grab my breast. He squeezed it roughly, pinching my nipple between his fingers. I cried out, the mix of pain and pleasure driving me wild.
"Harder," I demanded, pushing back against him. "Fuck me harder, Tom."
"Greedy little thing, aren't you?" But he complied, his thrusts becoming faster, more forceful.
His other hand gripped my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh. He spread my cheeks, his thumb circling my asshole lightly. I gasped at the sensation, my body tensing.
"Relax," he murmured, his voice surprisingly gentle. "You'll like this, I promise."
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to relax. He pressed his thumb against my asshole, applying a gentle pressure.
He continued to fuck me, his cock filling my pussy while his thumb teased my ass. The double stimulation was intense, and I could feel my orgasm building quickly.
"Tom," I gasped, my voice breathless. "I'm close. So fucking close."
He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Me too, Sara. Fuck, you feel so good."
He grabbed a handful of my tit, squeezing it like he was juicing a fruit. His other hand gripped my ass, fingers digging into the flesh, spreading my cheeks wide.
"Fuck, Sara," he grunted, his voice raw and primal. "Your pussy's so fucking tight."
I pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with eager force. Sweat trickled down my spine, my body aching with the intensity of our fuck. His hand left my breast, only to deliver a sharp smack to my ass. The sting radiated through me, sending a fresh wave of pleasure straight to my clit.
"Again," I demanded, panting like an animal. "Slap my ass again, Tom."
He obliged, his hand cracking against my flesh. I yelped, my pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned, his thrusts becoming even more erratic. His fingers found my nipple, pinching and rolling it until I was a writhing mess beneath him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I chanted, my body tensing as my orgasm built. I was so close, teetering on the edge of an explosion.
Tom's hand snaked around to my front, his fingers finding my clit. He rubbed it in quick, fierce circles, sending me spiraling. I screamed, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over me.
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