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Slowly laying my back onto his desk. Shivers run down my body from the coldness on the desk. Sliding his hands down smoothly, "such a perfect body. Enough to worship the ground you walk on." His mouth made contact with my open chest, roughly pecking kisses leaving his salvia from the small pecks. Sucking onto my chest, enough to make a hickey.
Grabbing his face, making him look up at me. "Wanna make it fair, go bare for me?" I licked his lip, before I gave him a little peck. Just a little groan came out between his lips, shuffling his clothing off.
While kissing his lips I was taking off his bottom shirt, his hands wrapped around my waist. Now he is in between my legs, my ass on his desk. The more exciting thing is we can see the people on the third floor, the floor was glass, guards who are keeping eyes all around. Without any doubt they might be hearing me. Massimo will be sure of it, especially if one of them has been eyeing me. Not my words, my husband – a very jealous man.
Tearing apart my dress from the bottom, this was very expensive fabric. "Fair, eh," going on his knees, licking my thighs, rubbing his nose onto my hip bone. "Such a good girl, aren't you, little one?" Taking my thong off with his teeth, as he slid those off the tip of his his fingers are roaming my thighs. I felt myself leave the earth when he licked up my pussy. I have a fat fuking pupic area – the fupa. I hate it, but Massimo makes sure to carve MB on my fupa with his dark hickeys. A reason why I didn't like wearing any types of dresses – because of a fat fupa.
Roughly my back is against the desk again, only time my feet are placed on here too. Knees bent, desperation for a tongue, dick, anything. Before I was laying vertically onto the desk, now I'm laying horizontally. At the end of the desk is the love of my life, who is in fact bare as a baby. Teasing the fuck out me he rubs his index finger into bettween my thighs, goosebumps built up on my skin.
Arching my back, "fucking asshole," I muttered, wrapping my legs arounf his waist, bringing him close. I sat upwards, attacking his neck with my lips. Sucking onto it roughly, no doubt it's going to leave a hickey. Massimo leaned to grab whatever was more important in his desk, after he got it my head was pulled away. His fingers dug into my hair when he pulled my head away, it was a tight hold, but something I enjoy. Smirking at me, "what? No I want you to strictly fuck me with your dick and tongue, fingers. Whatever, come on Massimo," what he pulled into my view were cuffs. Fucking handcuffs.
"You'll have whatever you want," dipping his tongue into my neck, liking all over my collar bone, before one last kiss underneath my neck, "but I want to see how desperate," the chills ran down my body when he said those words direfect where my ear was. Clicking sounds, I was fucking seduced. I wasn't paying attention. Now I'm handcuffed onto his desk, just one arm. Quickly doing the other, now I'm so displayed to him. Him only.
