Bound (H.S)

The one with Nine

Sitting in the back of the car as Tyler drove her to Harry's office, Rory reminisced on the past 8 mind blowing orgasms her lovely husband had given her. Initially she had been a bit worried that 9 had been too many, but Harry had taken his punishment so well and hadn't complained too much.

The first one was easy for him as she'd already been worked up from seeing him so flustered all night. She'd been so worked up that they didn't even make it upstairs; he ate her out right on the couch.

Harry decided to go a different route with her second orgasm. He surprised her the following night as she was making dinner. Coming up behind her he silently slid his hand up her skirt and into her panties.

"What are you doing?" She asked as if it weren't obvious.

"Nothing you need to worry about. Carry on with dinner." He said.

Rory tried focusing on not burning their food but it was getting increasingly difficult with Harry's fingers alternating between rubbing on her clit and fucking in and out of her. Whispering filthy things in her ear Harry watched the vegetables burned as Rory was white knuckling the countertop as her orgasm ripped through her.

"You burned the vegetables." He smirked before licking his fingers clean as she stared at him.

Keeping with the creativity aspect of things, for her third orgasm Harry upped it a notch incorporating a dildo.

"Fuck baby, I can smell you from here. You're really turned on aren't you." Harry said looking between them as he thrusted the dildo in and out of her pussy.

"Fuck." Rory moaned out.

"I think about how you taste sometimes when I'm at work. I can almost see you sitting on my desk, legs wide and no panties on, waiting for you to tell me to lick your clit. I picture you grabbing me by my tie and yanking me forward so my entire face is buried in your pussy. God it makes me so fucking hard." Harry moaned out.

"Don't tempt me." Rory warned. The thought of walking into his office and having him eat her out on his desk has crossed her mind more than once.

"I'd love it. Knowing that I could spend the rest of my day with the taste of your pussy in my mouth. There's nothing better in my opinion." He smiled at her and he wasn't lying. He loved her taste and being able to have it during work was like a naughty little secret just for him.

"Sounds like you've thought about it a lot." Rory commented.

"A lot doesn't even begin to describe how much." Harry shook his head. "You'd let me though, right? Even in my office, you'd let me taste your pussy?" He asked. Rory merely moaned in response as he sped up his thrusting.

"We're almost there Mrs. Styles." Tyler said looking at her through the rear view mirror. She looked zoned out as she stared at passing cars and pedestrians.

"Thank you Tyler." She said without looking at him.

For her fourth one she rode his cock as he went over his schedule with Caryn on the phone. Making sure to keep quiet on her end, she couldn't say the same for Harry, she reveled in his agony. He would tightly grip her hip with his free hand whenever he got too close and she would ease up. It was risky but she didn't care; she was horny and wanted her husband's cock, so she took it.

Rory's sure Caryn probably thinks Harry is on drugs due to the randomness of his responses to her questions.

"Yeah, schedule the meeting...with the Hawkner brothers at...fuck...at 2:15 am." He managed to get out. Everything in his body was tensed as he tried not to focus on his wife bouncing on his lap.