“Are you hiding my money anywhere else?” he asks.
“N-nooo,” I cry out when he suddenly shoves his finger right up inside of my pussy none too gently. Not that he was met with any resistance. It’s impossible not to notice how wet I am or the ease at which he slides his finger in and out, in and out, before adding another, making me gasp.
“D-don’t stop,” I beg although I know I’m in deep trouble. The only good sign is that he’s leaning more toward fucking my brains out than murdering me at the moment.
Malcolm called me a thief. He knows I’ve stolen from him. But at this very moment, I can’t find it in me to care that he’s so angry he’s obviously snapped, losing a grip on whatever restraint kept him from touching me for the last few weeks no matter how much I flirted with him. From this position, I have no choice but to take whatever punishment he has in store for me, and I want it all, everything he wouldn’t give to the other women who tried to tempt him and failed.
Ruin me, that’s what he’s promised to do.
Although, as the familiar liquid warmth starts to gather and intensify in my lower belly, I’m starting to think that what Malcolm is planning to do to me is going to be more of a reward than a punishment.
Malcolm
I’ve been fucking furious ever since I saw the surveillance video of Naomi stealing from the club.
Ronnie brought me proof not one, not two, but three damn nights in a row. During that time, I had to just sit back and watch Naomi steal not only from the MC over and over again, but from our motherfucking customers!
When I finally called her in to my office tonight, I wanted to scare her, to make her tell me why she took what wasn’t hers and to make her pay. That’s why I pulled out my knife and sliced up her dress. I thought she would be terrified, that she would break down crying and beg me to not hurt her.
Instead, in some bizarre twist of events I orchestrated without thinking them through, she’s bent over my desk naked and moaning with her ass squirming in the air, looking like a fucking fantasy come true. Despite my rough handling, or maybe because of it, her pussy is so wet for me that her juices are coating the inside of her thighs while I keep fucking her with my fingers.
I thought she would’ve screamed for me to stop as soon as I slid my fingers through her folds, but she didn’t. In fact, her only words were, “Don’t stop.”
Now my dick is so swollen behind the zipper of my jeans that it may burst. And right this second, there’s only one place I want to put it. No, there’s only one place I need to put it to ease the constant ache I’ve had only for her going on more than two fucking weeks.
It makes no sense at all why I would want to fuck the thief, but I do. I’ve never slept with any of our hired girls before because it’s bad for business. That’s why I made the guys lay off of them, not so Fiasco would have to keep his hands off of Naomi. At least not just for that reason…
This, tonight, isn’t just about finally sating an urge with Naomi. It’s also about punishing her, taking out my anger on her sexy little tease of a body, not just for stealing from us but for making me go so fucking insane I can’t think straight anymore. All I do every minute of the day is imagine dragging her back here to my office and getting her underneath me so no other man can have her but me. It’s an irrational thought that needs to stop, and it will after tonight when I finally take what I want from her and then send her on her way to drive some other man insane while she steals from him.
Unable to stop myself after going this far, I keep pumping my fingers in and out of Naomi’s tight cunt and use my free hand to unzip my jeans. Pulling out my hard shaft, I stroke it a few rough times before I withdraw my fingers and replace them with the fat head of my cock. Her pussy is so hot and slick I ease right on inside. Naomi gasps and moans underneath me as I fill her with one slow, agonizing inch at a time until I meet resistance. I’m as deep as I can physically go and still it’s not enough. Her pussy is heaven and hell all wrapped into one. Tight and perfect. It’s too incredible to ever leave while at the same time it’s torturous knowing I shouldn’t be here in paradise in the first place.
“Fuck,” I groan as I still my hips and curl my fingers around the back of her neck. “Should’ve known you’d feel too damn good to be a one-off. You’re not a cock-tease. You’re a fucking cock-vortex, sucking men inside and never letting them go.”
I give her a few seconds to adjust before I plan to fuck her brains out. And honestly, I need a moment myself because I’ve never done this before, gone into a woman’s cunt bare without protection. It’s idiotic and dangerous, but it’s too late now that I’ve felt her silky flesh that fits me so damn nice and snug, like a glove that’s two sizes too small. One I can’t wait to stretch the fuck out.
“Move, Malcolm!” Naomi pleads as her fingers curl tightly around the opposite edge of my desk. The desperation in her voice almost makes me do as she asked. Almost. I want to give her exactly what she’s demanding, but on my own time. It would serve her right if I didn’t let her come at all, just use her body to get myself off and then send her home with an aching need she’ll never forget.
Hauling back my palm, I slap the shit out of the meaty part of her ass, making it bounce off the desk thanks to the pain or the surprise. I hope it was both. I want the shape of my palm to mark her, just like Fiasco did a few weeks ago. Then, hating the reminder that she put her sexy lips around his dick, I smack her ass again and again before I remind her, “You don’t get to give the orders. I’m the one in charge here!”
The truth is, I’m dying to pull out and slam back inside as hard as possible. Instead of giving in to that need to punish her, I just swivel my hips in a circle.
“Oh god, yes!” she shouts at the movement, squirming her ass around on the desk to try and get the friction she needs.
Grabbing a handful of the back of Naomi’s hair, I give a tug, and when she looks over her shoulder at me, I warn her, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for days. And then you’re going to tell me why the hell you have been fucking me.”
While her eyes are still on mine, I pull back and then thrust into her so deep and fast the desk moves under us, making her gasp sharply. “And if you lie to me again, you’ll regret it. Do you understand me?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers.
I make her chant that same word over and over as I slam inside of her again and again until her entire body trembles from head to toe. When her inner walls start to pulse around my intruding thickness, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. At this very second, I want nothing more than to burn every condom in the world for making me miss out on this sensation until now.
My release comes out of nowhere, hitting me like a bolt of lightning down my spine as I quickly pull out of her cunt and stroke myself, once, twice. Ropes of cum erupt all over Naomi’s sweet ass cheeks before it starts running down her inner thighs, onto my desk. I love seeing my seed on her skin, soaking it up, so much so that another pleasurable tremor throws me so off balance I have to slam my palm down on the desk to hold myself up.
As soon as I’m able to stand up and take a step back from Naomi, she slowly sinks down to the floor like her limbs aren’t capable of holding her up any longer.