Mr. President 2(155)

Pistoning into me with the fury of a god, I feel my inner walls straining to accommodate him. He slides in and out of me at a frantic pace, stretching me wide, and I let my head down and press it against his shoulder. I bite there, burying my teeth into his flesh hard enough to draw blood; he doesn’t even seem to notice it. By the time I take my mouth off of his shoulder, the mark of my teeth on his skin is clear as crystal. A memento of sin.

I open my mouth to beg him not to stop, but there’s no need for it. As if he could read my mind, his thrusts grow even more wild and ferocious, and I feel like I’m walking on a tightrope. Sparks of pleasure are biting at my muscles and, as tension builds deep inside of me, I grit my teeth as hard as I can, bracing for impact. Don’t scream, don’t scream, I think to myself, but then reality chokes all that out of me.#p#分页标题#e#

An explosion goes off inside of me and, knowing what’s to come, Mason places his hand over my mouth. I let out one fierce scream but, with his hand, he manages to muffle it. My pussy starts to spasm around his shaft, and it feels as if someone has poured my body with gasoline and then put a flame to it.

“Oh, God…” I sigh as Mason takes his hand off of my mouth. Carefully sliding his cock out of me, he takes my legs out from his back. When my feet touch the floor, I suddenly feel weak and spent. Still, when I open my eyes and meet his devilish grin, adrenaline starts to course through my veins once more. Bring it on, stepfather; since we’re already sinning, let’s go all the way.

I turn on my heels, eager to go at it again, and Mason places his hands on my waist. There’s a hunger to the way he moves, and I can’t help but want to be devoured by him. I jut my ass back, and I close my eyes as I feel his thick shaft between my ass cheeks; without waiting to see what he does, I start to rock my hips against him, stroking his cock with my crack.

Allowing me to tease him, he lays his mouth on my neck and starts to kiss me, his kisses eager and impatient. When he finally decides to act, there’s no hesitancy about it; he grabs his cock and, pushing it down, places it right between my thighs, his glans brushing against my pussy. I jut my ass back even more, angling myself, and he thrusts at once. His cock pierces me like thunder, and Mason starts to rock his hips at that furious pace of his. The sound of his thighs slapping my cheeks fill the whole room, and I can’t help but wonder if we’re being too loud. Then, as if to drag my worries into the light, someone knocks on the door.

The sound of it has the same jarring effect a gunshot would have; Mason stops thrusting and my eyes widen in surprise. I remain in silence, my heart thrashing against my ribcage, and then there’s another knock.

“Mr. Kane?” The person on the other side of the door calls. It’s the voice of a young woman, probably one of the new interns. “I have some documents here for you to sign.”

“Come back later,” is his curt response. “I’m in a meeting,” he continues, slowly rocking his hips. I purse my lips, doing my best to remain quiet, but as Mason picks up the rhythm it becomes almost impossible.

“Yes, sir,” the young woman replies. After that, the lively chatter of the traders outside fills Mason’s office again. Acting as if nothing happened, he grabs me by the hips and, keeping my body in place, starts to thrust once more. The sound of flesh on flesh drowns all other sounds and, when I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, I add a cadence of moans to the symphony.

“Don’t stop, Mason… Don’t stop…” I beg him, my pussy tightening around his shaft. That familiar pressure starts to mount inside of me and I press my forehead against the wall, surrendering to the incoming avalanche.

“You don’t need to ask,” he tells me, thrusting even faster. I’m barely moving, but even so I can already feel heavy beads of sweat forming on my forehead. Mason is on a whole new level; forget about boys, I found myself a man.

When I finally come and my muscles start to twitch, I place my forearms on the wall and hiss through my gritted teeth. Pleasure rages through me with a fury and my mind starts to drift off; right now, I can’t focus on anything aside from the river of ecstasy rushing through me.

“Now,” he whispers against my ear, slowly pulling his cock out of me. “I want you back on your knees.” I take one deep breath and obedient, I turn on my heels and go down in front of him. His cock is wet and glistening from my fluids and, guided by wicked instincts, I lean into him and place my lips against his glans. My own scent and flavor hits me at once and, losing all control, I open my mouth as wide as I can and roll my lips down his shaft. As I move back, I suck him dry, taking all of my fluids into my own mouth.#p#分页标题#e#