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high her heels were. He reached out to grab her hand and brought her around his desk. Even with the heels, she was still much shorter than him. 

Nic slowly began to open her robe. His eyes drank in her smooth dark skin and full beautiful tits. He placed his hands on her sides and lightly rubbed her stomach with his thumbs. He stared back into her face, taking in her dark brown eyes. 

"Hey Nic--shit, sorry," Jimmy said as he barged through the door, then stopped, realizing that Nic was 'busy'. "Yes, Jimmy?" Nic asked, never breaking his gaze from Victoria."Sorry, sir. Didn't mean to interrupt, but Sonny Marconi is downstairs.""Tell him I'll be there in a few minutes," Nic answered, while sliding the robe off Victoria's shoulders."Yes, sir," Jimmy said, then closed the door behind him. Victoria shivered when the robe hit the floor. He gently lifted her and placed her back against the top of his desk, while he smoothly stepped in between her legs, which she wrapped around his waist. She watched his eyes as they stared at her lips. A part of her wanted to know what his lips tasted like. Were they as soft as they looked? Nic's face hovered over hers a few more seconds before he lowered his mouth to her neck instead. He began to lightly nip at her throat. 
Victoria tried not to like what he was doing to her, but she couldn't help it. His hands roamed over her body, burning it as they traveled. He was being much more gentle with her than he was last night. Slowly, his thumbs found the thin string of her thong, and slid it down her legs. 

Nic pulled the underwear off and stuck them in his pocket. He unfastened his pants and they dropped down to his knees. He leaned over her and placed the tip of his dick at the opening of her dripping pussy. He pushed deep inside of her in one fluid movement. He watched as her back arched and her lips formed an 'o' sound that never came out. 

"Are you okay?" Nic asked. This took Victoria by surprise. She hadn't thought he cared if she were ever okay or not. Something in his eyes seemed genuine. She nodded her head. "Are you on the pill?" She nodded her head again. Nic braced his arms on both sides of her body and began to push deeper and harder with each thrust. Victoria knew that she had no way to hide her facial expressions from him this time. He was staring at her, watching every change in her emotions. He felt so damn good. There were no words to really describe it. He pulled the cups of her bra down and latched onto one of her nipples. His tongue rolled around the hard tip before he began to suck. At first, it was softly, but he began to suck harder, and then he bit her. 

"Oww..." Victoria whispered to him. He raised his head up with a grin, and attacked the other nipple, while massaging the bruised nipple. Victoria felt herself falling deeper and deeper. She couldn't think, which was the first sign that she was about to orgasm. 

"Nic, ooh, damn. Nic!" she yelled as she began to spasm, and her back arched while her eyes rolled back. For a moment she couldn't talk, as if she had been electrocuted. 

Nic lifted off of her and began to pound into her soft love nest. He looked down between them, watching his shaft disappear and then reappear. The contrast turned him on and sent him over the edge. "Shit!" he belted as he finally came. He stilled himself above her, while trying to regain his composure.

Once he pulled out of her, he cleaned himself with the tissues on his desk and offered a clean one to her. Victoria sat up and timidly took his offering. Nic pulled up his pants, tucked his dress shirt back in, and fastened his belt. He stared at her for a few seconds longer before he walked around the desk and left the room. Victoria was so confused. A part of her wanted to go back to the loft. At least there, she felt like a prisoner and she could remember why she hated him. Yes, she needed to go back there. She hated when he just walked away from her after sex, like it didn't