Uncontrollable

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Authors: Shantel Tessier
it, baby,” I grind out. “Fuck…” I hiss when
     I feel my balls tighten. I push my hips one more time when I feel my release in
     the back of her throat, and I hold her head steady. Once I release her, she
     pulls away quickly, opening her mouth and breathing heavily.
    I want more!
    Watching her restrain herself last night was a
     fucking turn on. I could have just sat there in that chair for hours and
     watched as she moaned and wiggled while waiting for me to take her. To do with
     her whatever I pleased. I didn’t make her wait long though. My downfall is that
     I’m impatient when it comes to her. Especially when she’s naked and says the
     word please . Gets me every time. Maybe I should gag her. Now there’s an
     idea. Maybe we’ll try that eventually.
    I reach down and pull her to stand quickly and
     shove her back against the wall next to my desk, smashing her restrained arms
     between her and the wall. She lets out a strangled cry from my force. I need to
     feel her come. I need to bring her pleasure like she just brought me.
    I place my hands down on her thighs and lift up her
     pencil skirt to where it rests around her waist. I rip her panties off not
     wanting to deal with that annoying piece of fabric that just gets in my fucking
     way. I slowly push a finger into her.
    “You’re so wet, baby.” I lean my head down to the
     crook of her neck taking in a deep breath. “Does sucking my cock make you wet?”
     I whisper making her shiver.
    I start to move it in and out before I add another
     one.
     “Yes,” she answers, letting her head fall back
     against the wall, her lips parted and breaths coming quicker and quicker.
    I chuckle. “You like being on your knees as I use
     your mouth,” I say as I kiss up her exposed chest and neck.
    “Yes,” she whimpers once again.
    “Why is that, Angel?” I growl getting turned on by
     her confession. I know she likes giving it as much as I like taking it.
    “Ahh.” She cries out as my fingers continue to move
     in and out of her wet pussy.
    Growling I say, “Answer me.”
    “Because I’m yours.” She swallows. “To use however
     you want,” she pants.
    I moan at those words. Nothing makes a man feel
     more powerful than his woman telling him that she is his to do with whatever he
     wants, whenever he wants.
    “You are mine,” I say clenching my jaw and getting
     more forceful with my fingers.
    She takes in a few deep breaths as her body
     stiffens and her orgasm rocks her, making her sway. I wrap an arm around her
     tightly, keeping her up as I continue to milk her pussy for all it has. I know
     how hard she can come, and I fucking want it.
    She comes loudly, not caring who can hear her, and
     neither do I. Let them know what I do this to woman.
    I place her in my office chair, knowing she can’t
     stand on her shaking legs and those skinny heels she wears. Reaching behind her
     I undo my tie that still restricts her hands. Once done, I kneel down in front
     of her and set her hands in her lap as I gently rub her wrists.
    I watch her parted lips as she sucks in breath after
     breath. Her chest rises and falls fast, her bra pulled down giving me a look at
     her hard nipples. She has her head resting back against the chair, and her eyes
     are still closed. I can feel her legs still shaking against me from her orgasm.
    I release her wrists and place my hand in her hair
     and pull her head down to face me. She opens her heavy eyes, and she looks like
     she’s in some trance. I smirk, basking in the state I have brought her to.
    I continue to kneel in front of her silently
     letting her get her body back under control. When she can finally breathe
     normal again she speaks.
    “What has gotten into you?” she asks with a soft
     smile.
    What did get into me? “I’m pretty sure it
     was you calling me sir,” I say honestly.
    She gives a little laugh.
    “No, really. It was hot,” I remark honestly.
    She playfully slaps me on the chest. “Where

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