Bind Me - Page 82

If he stops now, I’ll finish myself in the bathroom if I have to. I can’t imagine sitting at my desk with this aching need pulsing between my thighs, destroying my concentration.

His belt buckle clangs, followed by his zipper. My legs tremble in anticipation. The tension releases from my muscles as he draws the head of his cock against my clit. I push back against him, needing more. Needing him to slip inside me and bring us both relief.

“You’re aching for dick, aren’t you, my little whore? You got fucked by four men this morning and you’re still writhing on my desk, needing my cock to fuck you into oblivion again.”

“Yes, please.” I’m beyond caring, so close to the edge but needing that shove to fall over.

“Maybe Blake is right. Maybe you’re a naughty girl who needs to be punished. Maybe you shouldn’t get to come until you’re properly contrite for what you did.”

Whimpering, I press my forehead against the desk. My pussy is on fire, pulsing, aching with need. I can feel him close to me. I just need a little push to go over the edge.

His finger slips inside me and I moan.

“More,” I beg. My legs tremble.

“You want my dick?”

“Yes, please, Coop, give me your dick.”

His cell phone buzzes on the desk beside my head, and I almost shout fuck. The universe and these men are suddenly conspiring against me getting fucked.

“Be quiet and I’ll fuck you while I work.”

My brow furrows as he clicks the phone on speaker next to my face. Heat engulfs my cheeks as I realize what he’s about to do.

“Heath, how are you?” Coop slides his cock along my clit before pressing against my entrance.

I bite my lip. I don’t know if I can be quiet. But I definitely don’t want to alert Heath that I’m getting fucked.

“Doing well. Thought we might go out sometime this week. Have dinner. Maybe some drinks. Find some willing women.” Heath still sounds just as jovial as he did the other day.

“Sorry, old man, I’m off the market.” Coop slides his cock deep inside me, and my walls quiver around him. I hold my breath, trying not to make a noise as my insides go off like fireworks.

“Off the market?” Heath exclaims like it’s unthinkable that Coop might have one lady in his life. “It’s not Becca, is it?”

Who the fuck is Becca?

Chapter 25

One for the Road

Coop

“Which one was Becca?” It’s a dick move to ask in front of Madison, but the way she tightens around my cock feels fantastic. How long can I keep her in here before Seth calls to make her go to work?

“The one with the big breasts and tight ass.” Heath chuckles. “You couldn’t stop talking about how you almost couldn’t get your cock into her ass.”

Fuck. I almost reach for the phone to take it off speaker, but Madison shifts against me, pressing me deeper again. Her pink ass cheeks are parted, and her asshole is right there. There’s only one ass I want now. Tight and hot like an oven.

“It obviously wasn’t that good if I can’t remember it.” I open my top drawer and pull out a small bottle of lube. I usually don’t keep any in my office. But if anyone could make me break my rules, it would be Madison. I wanted to be prepared.

“So who’s the lucky woman if it isn’t Becca?” Heath asks.

I rock my hips against Madison’s, drawing out a little before going in deep again a few times, slow and easy so we don’t alert Heath to our fucking. “We’re keeping it on the down-low until Saturday’s fundraiser. Can you hold on for a moment, Heath?”

“Yeah.”

I push the Mute button before sliding my other fingers into Madison’s puckered hole.