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“Are you going to be good for me, Fay?” Kent asks now, holding himself back, not giving me what I want until I agree to do it on

his terms.

“Yes, sir,” 1 breathe, while in my head the true answer reverberates; no fucking way.

“Good,” he murmurs, and I inhale a sharp little breath as I feel him press that throbbing cock against the dark core of me. He

pushes the thick tip into me, letting me feel the breadth of him, and I groan, my elbows shaking and then giving out beneath. me

at the sensation of him stretching me. Kent's there in an instant, his hand moving from my hip to my chest to support me as my

body wavers, undone by the feel of him entering me

But then I feel him groan, hear him give in to what he really wants and suddenly he slides the entirety of himself into me

in one long thrust.

The moan that rips from me then is sharp and feral as I squeeze my eyes shut, turning my head to the side as I take all of him all

at once

Yesterday, he had been slow, for me

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But today on his terms —

“Oh, god, fuck Fay I hear Kent gasp as he begins to pulse in me, every hard thrust shaking my body and the desk against which

I'm pressed. And like a good girl like I've been commanded 1 stand for him, my hands precisely where he told me to put them,

taking that long dick with my legs spread

apart —

I feel Kent fuck me just the way he wants to the way he’s wanted to do it for weeks, maybe months — hard, and fast, and

ferocious. And my body responds to it, to his wanting me, to his need. Every plunge of his cock inside of me builds something in

me until I’m gasping, my hips pressed backwards, meeting his every thrust so that I can take him deeper

I want him deeper want him so fucking deep inside of me that I can taste him in my throat —

And then, just as I feel Kent start to lose true control of himself, a little smirk comes to my mouth.

And with perfect deliberation I move my right hand. Just an inch. Just a...smidge. To the right.

Kent freezes immediately, but he doesn’t pull out of me.

Instead, after a moment's pause, Kent slowly sinks himself fully into me, pulling my hips harshly back onto him, forcing a shaky

moan from me as I feel the entire length of him seated deep within me. He stops, then, letting me squirm against him, wanting

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“Make me, Kent,” I gasp in reply, running my tongue over my lower lip and then biting it in anticipation of what I know is coming

next.

I'm panting with eagerness, my eyes shut, as Kent releases one hands from my hip and, his cock still buried deep inside of me,

slowly raises that hand into the air.

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