to her. She shuddered when he lunged towards her, grabbed the back of her head, brought her flush with his groin, and jammed the tip of his fat, long dick in her mouth. His immediate groan at the first few thrusts was earthy and low… his voice rumbled through her own body, as if in stereo. She sucked urgently, nursing from him with need and strong desire, both hands wrapped around his shaft, refusing to let go. She held the warm, rigid flesh as he fed more and more of himself to her, his pumps growing faster and more demanding.
“That’s it, baby…” he urged.
She sucked harder and faster, her heart nearly beating out of her damn chest and practically choked when he thrust, then withdrew, and slammed into her mouth once again. She greedily took it all, her eyes watering, pussy weeping with need. Her phone rang then, jerking her out of the moment…
“What the fuck are you doing? I didn’t tell you to stop. Keep suckin’ it!”
She immediately did as he asked, his harsh words making her wetter.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see the red light flashing, indicating a message had been left. Suddenly, he withdrew from her, leaving her wanting, panting, addicted, feening… His tasty cock with its long, ridged, beautiful curve called to her.
“Ouch!” He yanked her by the hair, forcing her up onto her feet and out of her daydream. In a flutter of commotion, he pushed her computer aside and knocked her water bottle, stapler, and her assortment of writing instruments to the floor, too. ‘Heartbreak Hotel,’ by The Jacksons came on as she ended with her back against the desk, her skirt and black silk panties yanked off her. He twirled the underwear around his finger a few times then threw them on the floor. All she had on were her damn high heels, and one of them threatened to fall off when he pried her legs open as though she were made of putty.
She struggled, having the sudden urge to put up a fight, but he overpowered her in a matter of seconds. She could barely breathe with his weight on her. He was hard and heavy and strong… so fucking strong. Face to face now, noses almost touching, he reached down between their bodies to touch her wet, hot love. Intensity swam in his gaze.
“I’m the head custodian. It’s time to CUM. CLEAN.”
“FUCK!” she screamed, raking her fingernails up his orange jumpsuit, the material protecting his back as he forced himself inside her with brute force. Her pussy spilled forth, emitting loud wet sounds at his abrupt intrusion. She gripped the orange material as he moved inside her, while licking and lapping at her breasts. The desk rocked violently with each nasty, harsh thrust…
“Yes! Shit!” Her eyes rolled as he fucked her like he meant it. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he made her take his fierce plunges, gyrating his hips from left to right. “Oh God, you fuck me so damn good! Don’t stop!” she cooed, wanting it, needing him more and more each moment.
“We had a date. You don’t tell me no, damn it. You better clean up your act.” He eyed her with venom then leaned in to lick the side of her face. His mouth trailed to her earlobe. He kissed then sucked it slow. Slipping his hand again between their pumping bodies, he massaged her pussy and toyed with her clit, the perfect sex toy.
“Oh, shit! Baby… I’m going to explode, Nix! You’re making me cum!”
He kept at it, power and concentration in his gaze. She came hard against him; the world around her grew fuzzy at the edges and her entire body sang. Then she felt it… the sweetest, softest, most beautiful kiss… His lips pressed against hers as he slowed his thrusts, throbbing within her. Her body spasmed once more and violent aftershocks wracked her. She gasped for air, then coughed, finally catching her breath. He gently moved a few strands of hair out of her face, smiling. Then his expression twisted, and he changed, just like that.
“That hurts!” she screamed as he yanked her by the arm off the desk. Covering her mouth with one hand, he forced her to lean onto the desk, legs spread wide as if preparing to frisk her. She purred at how he manhandled her, commanded her body, pinned her down. One of his hands slipped away and she braced herself. It’s coming… He’s