Chapter 132: A Productive Day
Christian meant what he said when he told me he would take me over and over again, until the end of the workday. Neither of us got any work done, completely allowing our carnal desires to take control.
We fucked like it was our first time. Our bodies continued to crave each other’s touch, and by the time we had to stop reluctantly, the inside of Christian’s office looked like a hurricane had come through.
Though Christian didn’t have his memories of our past encounters, he still seemed to know all of the right spots that made me go crazy.
My arms were tightly wrapped around Christian’s neck as I was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. I could feel the cold glass against my back as Christian continued to thrust his cock inside of me.
We were both like depraved animals, unable to do anything other than make love.
"You just keep sucking me in, it’s like you want to get pregnant," he moaned, lifting my legs up with his arms.
It took every bit of restraint for me to hold myself back from begging him to fill me with his cum. I wanted it all; every last drop.
I’ve lost count of how many times I came, but it felt like it was more than orientation day. Christian was completely consumed in our movements and didn’t hold back at all.
"Leslie, I’m about to cum," he said hoarsely before moving me over from the window to his desk.
As soon as my body touched the desk, he pulled out and came over my chest.
"Holy shit, its already five," he said, collapsing into his office chair.