Free Possessed - Part Three by Coco Cadence Page B

dirty, disgusting perverts, but it’s made my life so much more exciting.
    As I open the door and step inside, a smile appears on his face.
    “Finally, you’re here.”
    “Sorry I’m late,” I say as I close the door behind me.
    In his eyes is a certain gleam that makes me shiver in place. “Love that outfit.”
    I look down at my short black skirt and tucked in red blouse. Along with my high heels and this bun on my head, I look like a real secretary. Except, I’m not … not anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t pretend to be one. Just for fun.
    Seductively, I walk toward him and place my article on his desk. “Here it is.”
    “Hmm …” He glances at it briefly, but his eyes can’t help but drift to my boobs and then up to my face. “You know I love your work, but you said you’d deliver it one hour ago.”
    “I know, but it was so hard to find the right words.” That’s a lie, but I like what he does when I don’t follow the rules. What can I say? I’m a naughty girl.
    His eyes narrow and his fingers spread on his desk. “No excuses. You know what happens when you disobey.”
    I purse my lips. “I’m sorry.”
    His chair scoots back and he stands up. “It’s Sir for you.”
    “Sorry, Sir,” I say, hiding a smile.
    “You will still have to be punished for being late.” He walks to the windows and closes the blinds so nobody can see what we’re doing.
    “I understand,” I say as I spread my legs and place my hands on the desk. “Punish me, Sir.”
    A wicked grin spreads on his face, one I’m all too familiar with and which I’ve come to adore.
    He steps away from his desk and circles around me. Suddenly, I feel his hand on my thigh, sliding up underneath my skirt. “I can’t resist you when you’re wearing this. I hope you understand the consequence of dressing the way you do.”
    “Yes, Sir,” I say, my voice hitching when his hand comes down on my ass. Oh, I understand the consequences all right, and it was all intentional. We’re both dirty fuckers, looking for any excuse there is to turn things bad … in an oh so good way.
    “You come into my office late, bearing a half-assed article, hoping that it’s good enough. Well, I want more. And I want you to give me everything I ask. Understood?”
    “Oh, yes, Sir,” I moan when he slaps my other cheek, my nails digging into the desk.
    “Good because if you’re going to dress like a secretary, I’m going to treat you like one.” He muffles a laugh. “Something I’ve always dreamed of doing.”
    “Now you have the chance,” I say. “I want to please you, Sir.”
    He smacks my ass again, and this time I feel it zing through my entire body. God, I’m getting all rosy again. I love it!
    “And how do you intend to do that?” he asks, rubbing me sensually.
    I lean back to touch his pants with my ass, where I can clearly feel something bursting.
    “Hmm …” I smile. “I want to crawl under your desk where no one can see how I’m going to suck you dry.” He hits me again. “Sir!” I squeal.
    “Fantastic idea, Princess. Let’s start now.”
    He pushes up my skirt and rips down my panties. Not even a second later, his fingers are slipping down my pussy, spreading my wetness everywhere.
    “But first I’ll take your pussy across my desk, and then I’ll take your mouth while I sit in my chair. No questions asked.”
    “Oh, yes. Fuck me, Sir,” I murmur as he places a kiss on the back of my neck.
    A zipper is pulled and then his cock teases me until finally he thrusts in and takes me completely.
    This is it; this is what I need, what I desire. What we both wanted all along.
    There’s no reason to fight it any longer. He is mine, and I am his. Just like it should be. And right now, we’re making all our dreams come true.

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