CEO PU$$Y FOR KANE(II The End)
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Chapter 2
I didn’t give Kane a chance to breathe.
My legs were still trembling from the way he had devoured my p***y on the desk, but the rush of power surging through me was stronger than any aftershock.
Kane didn’t waste another second when I told him to get on the couch. His massive body dropped onto it, his c**k standing straight up and thick, the head glistening with precum.
His chest was rising and falling fast while his eyes were on me like he wanted to eat me alive.
I stepped out of my heels and walked over slowly, enjoying the way he watched every move. My blouse was still hanging open, my breasts bouncing freely.
My skirt was still bunched up around my waist and my soaked panties pulled to the side, I could feel my p***y dripping down my thighs.
I climbed onto the couch and straddled him, hovering just above his c**k. “You’ve been such a good boy so far,” I whispered, dragging my wet folds along his shaft and teasing him. “But I’m not done playing with you yet.”
I lowered myself onto him inch by inch, he was so thick that I had to bite my lips to stop myself from moaning too loudly.
When he bottomed inside me, stretching me completely, we both groaned. I sat on his c**k for a moment, just feeling his throb deep in my p***y, while clenching around him on purpose.
“f**k… Mia,” he growled, his hand gripping my waist hard.
I grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. “No touching yet. This is my c**k tonight.”
Then I started riding him. Slow and deep at first, rolling my hips in circles so I could feel every vein dragging against my walls.
I leaned forward and let my hard n*****s brush his lips, teasing him. “Suck them,” I ordered.
He obeyed immediately, sucking one n****e into his hot mouth while I rode him faster. The wet sound of my p***y sliding up and down his thick c**k filled my office.
I was so wet that every bounce made filthy slapping noises. Pleasure was building fast in my belly.
“Look at me,” I moaned, riding him harder. “Watch how your boss f***s you.”
Kane’s eyes were wild. He was breathing like a bull, clearly fighting the urge to flip me over and pound me. I loved it, I slammed down on him again and again, grinding my c**t against his pelvis every time I bottomed out.
I was getting close already.
My moans grew louder by the second while I rode him as I owned him, faster and rougher my ass slapping loudly against his thighs.
When my orgasm hit, it hit hard. I cried out, my p***y squeezing his c**k in strong pulses as I came all over him, soaking his balls.
But I didn’t stop, I kept riding through it even though my legs were shaking. Kane looked like he was losing his mind.
“Please, Mia…” he rasped.
He was now begging. Perfect.
I smiled and climbed off him suddenly, his c**k slipping off with a wet sound. It glistened with my juices and twitched desperately.
“Not yet. Get up.”
I walked towards the huge glass window, pressed my hands against the cool surface, and arched my back, pushing my ass out towards him.
“Come f**k me here,” I said, looking over my shoulder. “I want you to take me hard against the window.”
Kane stood up like a man possessed. He came behind me and grabbed my hips roughly, slamming inside me with one powerful thrust, stretching my soaked p***y wide. I gasped loudly, my breasts pressing against the glass.
He started f*****g me like an animal with deep and hard thrusts that made my whole body shake. His balls slapped against me with every thrust.
One of his hands reached around and rubbed my c**t while the other hand grabbed my hair.
“You’re so f*****g tight,” he groaned. “So f*****g wet for me.”
I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. “Harder, Kane. Let the city see how well you ruin your boss.”
He lost control completely. He pounded into me faster and harder, his hips slamming against my ass.
My second orgasm came out of nowhere. I screamed, my legs almost giving out as my p***y clenched around him again and again.
Before I could recover, I pulled away from him, turned around, and pushed him back towards my executive chair.
“Sit,” I commanded.
He dropped into the big leather chair, breathing heavily, c**k still rock-hard and shining. I picked his silk tie from the floor.
“Hands on the armrest.”
I tied his wrists tightly to the chair, making sure he couldn’t touch me. Then I straddled him again, facing him this time.
I sank on his c**k slowly, taking every inch until he was buried deep.
“Now you’re really mine,” I whispered against his lips.
I started riding him again; mercilessly this time. Bouncing hard, grinding him, and using his c**k exactly how I wanted.
Kane was straining against the tie, his muscles bulging and he was growling my name. Sweat ran down his chest and he felt even thicker inside me.
“You’re going to c*m inside me,” I told him, still riding him like a woman possessed. “You’re going to fill your boss up.”
I squeezed my p***y around his c**k on every downstroke. My own pleasure was building again. I reached down and rubbed my c**t while I rode him, moaning louder and louder.
When I came the third time, I cried out and ground down hard on him and that finally pushed him off the edge.
Kane roared, thrusting up as much as the tie could let him. I felt his c**k swell and pulse violently as he came deep inside me; hot and thick spurts flooded my p***y. He kept coming and coming, filling me until it started leaking out around his c**k.
I stayed on top of him, both of us panting, his c**k still twitching inside me. I leaned forward and kissed him slowly, tasting his sweat.
After a moment, I smiled against his lips.
“Untie me,” he whispered.
I traced my fingers down his chest, still feeling him throb inside me.
“Not yet, big boy. The night is still young and I’m nowhere near breaking you.”
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