Free Head On (The Head On Trilogy) by Sophie Newsome Page B

understand, and I was struggling to determine exactly what - if anything - he truly felt about me.
    "So were you watching the whole time today?" I asked eventually. "I tried to work out where the camera was hidden -"
    "It doesn't matter," he said firmly, leading me around a corner. "You did a pretty good job, considering it was your first time. You gave me more than enough ammunition to fire that pathetic fuck." He glanced at me, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips. "He fucked a prostitute on company time, in his office. I just hope he has the good sense not to ask for a reference."
    "He has a wife," I pointed out, shocked at Parkin's ruthlessness.
    "Maybe she'll leave him," he replied, "or maybe she'll stay now that he knows how to give head to a woman. Either way, you've done her a favor, unless she's as pathetic as he is." He led me round another corner. "What's wrong? Has your conscience caught up to you?"
    "It's not that -"
    "Archer's been a problem for years," he continued. "Certain recent developments made it imperative for me to get rid of the asshole as quickly as possible."
    I opened my mouth to reply, but the words caught in my throat. I felt as if Parkin had somehow used me as a weapon, as a means of screwing over that Archer guy. I wasn't sure whether or not to be disgusted, but right now I was more interested in Parkin's response, since something seemed to be a little 'off' about him. There was a part of me that wanted to ask if he was okay, and to see if there was anything I could do, but at the same time I was getting the distinct impression that he didn't call me here over for a chat. As he stopped at a small door, unlocked it and pushed it open, I realized that there was only one thing he wanted.
    "Bend over the table," he said, flicking the light switch on.
    "If you -"
    "Bend over the table."
    I stared at him. "I'm not sure whether -"
    "Bend over the table," he said again, fixing me with a determined stare. "I won't tell you a fourth time."
    Without saying another word, I walked over to the table at the other end of the small storage room. As I slowly bent over, I immediately felt Parkin's hands on my hips and he quickly hitched the dress up to my waist, exposing my bare ass. Instinctively, I moved my legs further apart, and seconds later I felt the tip of his penis sliding inside my vagina. I let out a gasp as he put his hands firmly on my hips, and then he started fucking me. Gripping the sides of the wobbly table, I could do nothing but wait as he pounded away at me. Whereas Archer was cautious and hesitant, Parkin seemed to know exactly what he wanted. He obviously called me straight over to the hotel after watching me get fucked by Archer, and as I felt him getting bigger and harder in my pussy, I realized that the tingle - the same one that started back there in Archer's office - was returning to my body. He was going to finish what Archer had started.
    "Don't cum yet," Parkin said firmly. "Not until I tell you."
    I swallowed hard, focusing instead on gripping the table.
    "Did you hear me?" he asked impatiently.
    "Yes," I said breathlessly. "I won't."
    He started fucking me harder and harder, with a kind of energy and passion that was missing the other day. He seemed to be playing with me before, whereas now it was as if he was consumed by the urge to take me as hard and as quickly as possible. As his hands gripped my waist tighter and tighter, I felt a wave of pleasure building in my crotch, but I forced myself to stay calm. I knew I couldn't disobey him by reaching orgasm yet, and I ended up holding my breath as the pleasure built and built. It felt as if, with every thrust, he was slowly tightening a knot in my body, and at any moment - if I let myself relax - the knot would burst open and I'd cum.
    I shouldn't be enjoying this , I told myself. This is wrong.
    Still holding my breath, I closed my eyes and focused all my energy on keeping that knot tight. I wanted to cum, to let it all out,