Mr. Cocky (Editing-not began yet)

Chap.16

Mason's pov.

Sorting through papers on my desk. I swivel my chair towards my file cabinet. All day, I've been thinking about what Brady ordered. He's never been that aggressive before. Not that it's a bad thing. It actually turns me on, a lot. "Mason!" Jumping, I let my lip go quickly. Looking up I see my secretary Zoe. "Yes?" Smiling, she presses her glasses up her nose. "Sir there's a Mr. Brady on line one." Nodding, I say a quick thank you. "H-hello?" Shuffling around, I place my pen in the cup holder. "Hey baby, you weren't here when I got home." Scrunching my face up, I glance at the clock. I must've not paid attention! "It's nine-thirty." Biting my lip, I lean back in my chair. "I'm so so—"

"No worries, pants off now." Gasping, I jump in my chair. "How did you come in, without making a sound." Chuckling, he locks the lock. "You weren't payin' attention." Blushing, I stand up quickly. Walking over to him, I stand on my tippy toes. Pressing a peck against his unresponsive lips. "What's wrong?" Staring into his lust filled eyes, I shiver. "I said, pants off." Gaping I open my mouth. "B-but Zoe's still here, and I'm at work." Smiling he walks me backwards. Making me bump into my desk. "I sent her home, besides don't you own this law firm?" Nodding my head, I bite my lip. Heaving me up by my hips, he places me on the desk. "Then, pants...off." Blushing I pop the button on my jeans. "Lift." Lifting up, he draws my jeans down my legs.

"Wh—?" Placing a finger against my lip, he smiles. "Turn around." Standing up, I turn around slowly. Pushing me down, half of my body lays against the desk. "So, how was your day?" Sliding down my briefs, he rubs my back. "I-it was good, y-yours?" Humming he steps away from me. "Great until I got home." Gulping I begin to sit up. Pushing me back down with one hand. Brady unbuckles his jeans. "No stay still." Nodding I quit my squirming. Sighing, he gets down on his knees. Spreading my ass cheeks apart, he blows on my entrance. Oh god that feels so good. Moaning, I clench my hand into a fist. "Wh—?" Gasping I feel his tongue wiggle against my ring of muscles.

Pulling out, he jabs it back in. Moaning loudly, I push back against him. "Stay still." Smack! Flinching forward, I gasp in shock.  Rubbing the red mark on my ass. He continues sucking, and licking at my entrance. Spitting against me one last time. He stands up quickly, pulling himself out of his boxer. "Arch your back." Doing as told, I bend my back in. Rubbing his shaft against my entrance, he pushes his tip in. "I want you to say that you're mine." Thrusting into me, he bottoms out. "Uhn!" Pulling out slowly, he rolls his hips. "Say it!" Thrusting roughly, his grip on my hips tighten. "I-I'm oh gawd!" Speeding up his thrust, he grabs a fistful of hair. "Say. It!" He thrusts into me with every word.

"I'm I I'm y—harder please!" Raising one of my legs, he places it on the desk. Keeping it bent at the knee. Grasping onto it, he thrusts faster. Pounding head on into my prostate. Screaming out in ecstasy, I grind my shaft against the desk. "Say it!" He growls lowly in my ear. Yanking my head back by my hair. "Fa—ster! Please Brady!" Thrusting inside of me with so much force. The desk scrapes back and forth against the floor. "Say it goddamn it!" Screaming I cum against the desk. "I'm I'm yours! F-fuck...I'm yours!"

Smuttty;;)) any who sorry for not updating in awhile. More chappies coming y'all way. Lobe you all my lovelies #poptartloverout:)!"!"!"