My eyes flicker open as my breasts heave.
“I know, but I want it that way right now.”
His blue eyes flare.
“You sure?”
“Mm-hmm. Please.”
A ravenous expression crosses his face, and dark streaks alight upon his cheekbones. Then Marcus releases his enormous cock and spits into his hand before rubbing it up and down that huge shaft.
“Put it in,” I breathe, hitching my legs up so that my ankles are almost by my ears. This causes my pelvis to roll forward, baring both my sweet slit and my brown button for him. “I need it so bad.”
With a groan, Marcus lines his glistening member up with my anus. His eyes flicker for a moment, and I know he’s anticipating the deep, penetrative slide into my butt.
“Oh shit, baby!”
But I literally bump myself against that huge head, begging him to make entry.
“Please, now!”
My boyfriend moves them. With a low groan, he eases himself into my anal canal. It’s hard going at first because my sphincter’s tight, but then with an audible pop, it releases and he slides deep into my bottom.
“Oh shit!” I cream. “Shit shit shit!”
“Mmm, baby you like getting butt-fucked don’t you? And in my office too.”
With that, Marcus pulls out again, his eyes glowing with lust and love as he moves above me. I look up at him adoringly even as he slides himself into my welcoming anus again.
“Yes,” I sigh. “Oh yeeesssss.”
And then it happens. I come hard, my pussy and asshole contracting violently. The pressure is too much and Marcus comes too, letting out a roar as he ejaculates into my bowels. There’s so much come that it seeps out between where we’re joined, the white fluid dripping down my ass and onto his desk.
But in the middle of our passion, suddenly the door bangs open.
“What the fuck?” comes a outraged scream.
Marcus’s ex-wife stands in the doorway, her hands on her hips with an accusatory glare on her face. Unfortunately, neither of us can stop coming. Marcus continues to ejaculate into my ass, balls pumping, as I writhe and scream below him, accepting his semen like a hungry whore.
“What the FUCK?” Marissa screams again. This time, the two of us manage to pull apart for a moment, even if our eyes are still glazed with lust. Marcus pulls out, his tip dripping even as cream rises up from within my asshole to spill out onto my thighs. I hurriedly pull my blouse down and try to smooth my skirt over my exposed privates, even if it’s far too late to actually conceal anything.
But that’s where we’ve underestimated Marissa. The crazed woman pushes into the office and charges towards me like a raging bull. She literally barrels into me, and we go down onto the floor in a mess of tangled limbs and flying hair. How she accomplishes this, I don’t know because Marissa is incredibly skinny and I’m not exactly small. But she’s got momentum on her side, and I tumble to the floor with a thunk, banging my head on the edge of the desk on the way.
There’s a loud scream, and when I reach up to touch my head, my fingers come away warm and wet. The last thing I see before I pass out is Marcus kneeling before me, a horrified expression on his face.
10
Marcus
This is my worst nightmare. The heart monitor beats at a steady pace, letting me know Addy is still with me, even though her eyes are closed. She’s still and silent in the hospital bed, and I curse myself. The sound of her head hitting the hard metal edge of my desk will never leave my brain. It’s etched there like a nightmare I’ll re-live for the rest of my life.
I squeeze Addy’s small hand.
“You’re going to be okay, baby,” I whisper. Tears pool in my eyes. How could I have let this happen?
I’m the only one to blame for this. I should have locked my office door. Why the fuck wasn’t it locked, anyways? I should have told the building security guards to bar Marissa from entering, now that she no longer works for the House of Steele.
Instead, I thought only with my dick. I was so caught up in enjoying anal sex with my girl, that I let my guard down. And now, Addy’s pale and injured, and it’s my fault.
“Mr. Steele?”
Addy’s doctor walks in with a reassuring smile. I try to smile back, even though it comes out more like a grimace.
“She’s fine,” Dr. Lester assures me. “She’s just sleeping. She’ll wake up in no time.”
I nod, my heart still pounding.
“But still, it’s been hours. When?”
He shakes his head.
“I’m sorry, sir, but I can’t tell you that. Rest assured, however, that her vitals are normal. We’ll get the results of the CT scan soon.”
“But things look fine, right?”
He nods.
“For the most part, yes. We won’t know for sure if there’s any damage until we get the CT results, but right now, everything looks fine.”
I breathe a sigh of relief.
“Thank you.”
“Sure thing,” he nods. “You know, feel free to get food or coffee in the cafeteria if you’d like. If anything changes, I’ll have the nurse give you a call.”
I shake my head, eyes dark.
“Thanks, but I’d rather stay.”
“Of course. I understand.”
Dr. Lester leaves to check on his other patients, and I squeeze Addy’s hand a little harder.
“Please wake up, baby,” I beg hoarsely. “Please. I need you so much.”
To my surprise, her lashes begin to flutter, and within a minute, the beautiful girl is looking at me.
“Marcus?” she asks in a hoarse voice. “What happened?”
Tears spill from my eyes, and I bring her hand up to my mouth for a kiss.
“What’s going on? Marcus? Where am I?” she asks again.
I press another kiss to
