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 “Antonio.”  I
moan his name as I clutch at his strong arms.  “This is mine Tiressa, no other
man will have it.  No other man will have you!”  Antonio reaffirms his claim,
his nostrils flaring.  Suddenly he steps back and issues an order –low but
grating with intensity.  “Step out of your pants.”  I’m not exactly sure when Antonio
slipped my pants down over my hips, and his as well.  “No Tony.  We can’t!  Not
here!”
         “Yes we can and will.  Right here and right
now!”  When I try to pull my pants back up, Antonio grabs my around the waist
and lifts me clear off the floor, causing my heels to fall off my feet and my pants
to slip further down my legs.  It takes very little effort for my pants to be snatched
the rest of the way off and tossed to the floor.  He presses me flat against
the door using his chest to hold me in place as he holds my ass in his big
hands and forces my legs open wider.  “Wrap your legs around my waist.”  He
demands in a harsh whisper.  “No Tony!  Let me down!”  He may not give a damn,
but I’m very aware of his secretary just down the hall.  Ignoring my protests,
he continues to hold me against the door as he rips my panties off and quickly press
his massive erection against the opening of my body.  “Damnit Antonio, don’t!” 
I whisper, frightened and furious…any one of his brothers, even his parents,
can come through this very door at any time.  “Don’t worry Ti, this office is
fully insulated, no one is going to hear us.”  He says that as if it’s
supposed to make this alright.  “But, I must warn you sweetheart, if you
scream you’ll cause a scandal because I’m not going to stop no matter how many
people come running.”  He breathes into my ear as he begins slowly pushing into
my body.  “Tony, please don’t…not like this!”  I can’t believe he’s doing this…in
his office…up against the damn door, like some ten dollar hooker!  Although I’m
furious, I won’t scream rape because that’s not what this is…this is Antonio
being an angry barbarian.  I can’t stop him and if I resist, he’ll just be
rougher with me.  He may be getting his way, but I won’t give him the
satisfaction of seeing me climax on his shaft like some bitch in heat. 
         He makes love to me against the door until he
spins out of control and releases into me.  As Antonio slowly pulls out, I
can’t suppress a small groan.  He starts kissing me passionately, but I quickly
break the kiss, turning my head away.  Stepping back from the door, Antonio
lowers my feet to the floor, but keeps me in the circle of his arms, looking at
me closely, scrutinizing my every expression.    
         “Antonio, I need to get dressed.”  I say softly,
avoiding his penetrating stare as I try to move away from him to pick up my
slacks and panties off the floor.
         “Not until you look at me.”  My eyes glance
off his for an instant before I turn my head away.   “Please… I need to get
dressed.”  For whatever reason, he finally relents and I step away from him as
I slide my slacks and heels back on.  “Do you have a private restroom in
here?”  I ask quietly.  Hoping against hope that I don’t have to use another
public restroom to refresh myself.
         “Yes.” He points to the middle door along the
far right wall.  “Help yourself.”  I quickly make my way to his restroom and
lock the door.  Leaning my forehead against the cool wood, I don’t know how to
feel about what just happened, other than to be angry and hurt.  Unwilling to analyze
my confusing emotions, I decide to not think about it at all…at least not now. 
When I turn to look at the room, I’m surprised to see that it’s not a restroom,
but more like a fully-loaded bathroom with a luxurious tub and small changing
room.  Curious, I go into the changing room to find a variety of men’s shoes
and clothing and various