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“Fuck yes! Ah, yes! Jane!” Henry Whyte grunts with each thrust as he fucks me, my leg dangling from his hold on my thigh. My moans and his grunts echoes in the empty stairway. My back is pressed up against the rail as he continues to pound his thick cock into me. The stabbing of the metal rail only adds to the pleasure. He licks my neck and bites my lips as he roughly fucks me. His teeth grazing down my chin sends an electric volt down my spine and his tongue sliding up my neck back to my chin gives me a bolt of pleasure straight to my pussy. I can’t help but love everything he is doing to my body. “What would-” he grunts as he pulls me closer to him so that my face is inches from his, “you do, if someone took the stairs and heard your loud moans and came to investigate?” he asks, his breath hitting my face with each hard thrust that he delivers into me. “Would you stop me and try to get away? Or would you let them watch as I continued on fucking you? Hm?” The thought of someone catching us sends another jolt of pleasure down my stomach straight to my pussy, making me moan louder as he pinches my nipples. “You’re wetter than before,” he says, amazed. “It turns you on? The thought of someone catching us? Fuck!” Henry kisses me with a renewed passion and then turns me around so that my back is facing him. I stare back at him, my eyes begging him to fill me with his thick cock again. He smirks, cockily, and pushes my upper body down and pulls my hips towards him before slamming into me again, granting my wish. My moan comes out as a half scream and half gasp, as his thick cock fills me, stretching me to my limit. Henry wraps his hand around my upper throat and around my chin, pulling my head down against his chest as he fucks me from behind. He smiles sinisterly as he stares me in the eye. “You’re so fucking hot.” His thrusts becomes urgent and his hips moves like a madman with his need to cum. My moans turn to screams and when he delivers his last round of thrusting before he cums, I orgasm and my pussy squeezes his cock, milking his cum from him. He groans loudly and buries his head between the crook of my neck. Our breathing are the only thing that can be heard in the empty stairway as we come down from the intense fuck. My body, drained and tired from keeping myself up as he fucked me. My muscles sore with the need to mold my body with his as he thrust his cock into me, taking me on the roller coaster ride of pleasure with him. I sigh with pleasure and hang my head, my breathing slowed and my heartbeat back to normal. He pulls away first and pulls his clothes back on and then grabs my underwear and stuff it in his pocket. “I’ll keep this.” “Henry, without that, your cum is going to drip out,” I say, fixing my clothes. “Good.” “You want them to find out?” “I want everyone to find out that you belong to me. I’m so tired of seeing the other guys look at you, thinking they have a chance.” I shake my head and fix my hair the best I can. “I have to go. Everyone should be almost here by now,” I say, getting ready to go. Henry pulls me back to him before I can walk away, and kisses me fiercely. Tunalı escort bayan Our tongues dance as his hands roam my body. He rubs his already hardened crotch against my stomach, making me horny again. I groan and lean against him more. “Damn it, Henry,” I moan against his lips. He smiles and gives me pecks of kisses as he innocently says, “What did I do?” I narrow my eyes at him and pull his lips back to mine. I press my body against his, annoyed at the clothes that are in the way. I start to undo my shirt but Henry grabs my hand and stops me. I stare at him, hot and annoyed that he stopped me. He smiles, “Later baby. Right now, you’re going to be late to work, and for that, I will have to punish you. Do you want to be punished for being late to work?” His words sends a shock right through me, making me squirm in place, “Punish me all you want,” I say desperately. He smirks and turns my body around, pushing me against the rail as his hands roughly grabs my breasts and squeezes. I moan softly, grinding my butt against his hard cock and he groans into my hair. His hands goes to my skirt and pulls it up. He barely brushes my pussy lips with his fingers, making me tremble with anticipation, before pushing my skirt back into place. I turn back to look at him, an irritated look on my face. “Damn it Henry! If you’re going start something, at least have the damn decency to finish it!” I huff out in frustration as I straighten my shirt. He has a satisfied smile on his face, seeming to enjoy my sexual frustration. I huff out in frustration again and push him before walking away. “Jane,” he calls out after me, but I don’t care to stop. I make my way to the bathroom and lock the door. I clean my pussy the best I can, trying to scoop out all of Henry’s sperm so that it won’t leak out during the day. I wash my face and reapply my lipstick before deciding that I look decent enough to join the others in the office. “Hey Jane,” I hear Jared say as I walk to the elevator. I turn around and smile as I see him. “Hey Jared.” “Just got here?” I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly, and press the button to go up. There is an awkward silence as we wait for the elevator to come. Finally, I clear my throat and stare at him. “How are you?” I ask. “Surviving day by day,” he answers, sadness coming back into his eyes. “I’m sorry,” I say, moving towards him just as the elevator dings and the door slides opens. He walks in, leaving me behind, feeling like the biggest fool on earth, trying to comfort him. I walk into the elevator and sigh. “You deserve better than her,” I say, “I know its not what you want to hear, and I’m sorry, but if she was good enough for you, she wouldn’t have left you for someone else.” He nods, but doesn’t look at me. The elevator door slides open and more people walks in, they nod their heads in greeting and hit the number for their floor and the awkward silence ensues. Jared and I get off at the 10th floor and we walk silently, him lost in his thoughts of sadness and rejection as I am lost, staring at him, wishing I can help him get through this. Escort ulus “Jared,” I say, grabbing his arm to stop him. “I… I just want to let you know that if you need to talk to someone, I’ll be here for you. You can talk to me.” I wait for his reply as he stares at me. His lips turn up at the corners and he leans in towards me. He kisses my forehead softly and pulls away too quickly. “I’ll keep that in mind, Jane. Thank you,” Jared says, his smile still on his face. He brushes my cheek with his rough thumb, absent-mindedly, making my heart thump a thousand miles an hours. I almost let myself think that he is going to kiss me, but I quickly stash the thought away, knowing that it is too soon for such a thing to happen. The spell is broken when the elevator dings and the other workers come out, talking and chatting. Jared drops his hand and steps away from me. Leaving me empty and craving for things that I know isn’t possible. “We should… go,” he says. “Don’t want to be late. You know how Mr. Whyte is about being on time.” “Yeah,” I say, disappointed. *** “Join us for lunch, Jane,” Lexxus, my co-worker tells me. “No, it’s okay,” I tell her, smiling. “You guys go and have fun. I’m going to finish this and then go down to the cafeteria to grab something to eat later.” “C’mon Jane, you never go with us,” one other co-worker says. “No, guys, seriously. Go have fun without me,” I urge, wishing they would just go already. “You and Jared never go anywhere with us,” another complains. I smile, “Maybe next time.” Lexxus sighs, “Fine, suit yourself. C’mon guys,” she says to the others and they all say their goodbyes before walking to the hallway and into the elevator. I look back at the paperwork in front of me and realize that I no longer have any motivation to continue. I lean back in my chair and stretch, my eyes closed and my hands reaching behind me to stretch my muscles. My hand touches something hard, yet soft and I open my eyes to see what it could be. Jared stands there, looking at me. A smile on his face. I quickly lift myself up and stand up, the chair rolls away and I lose my balance. He catches before I fall and the world spins for that few seconds I am in his arms. “Careful there,” I hear Jared tell me as he steadied me. I smile weakly, my cheeks blushing as I grab a hold of the desk. “Got up too quickly,” I say, quietly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” Jared tells me. When the world finally stops spinning, my eyes focuses on him and I shake my head, letting him know that it’s okay. “Did you need something?” I ask. “I was wondering if you would like to grab something to eat.” The smile sneaks up on me and soon I am walking with him to the cafeteria. We grab our food and walk back to the elevator, back on 10th floor and decide to eat in the conference room. The lunch break is about one hour, so knowing we have time, we eat and talk about everything. Soon, he is talking about how he has been feeling lately since his fiance broke off the engagement. “I’m sorry that it happened,” I tell him, at loss with what to say. “It’s no one’s fault… yenimahalle escort Certainly isn’t yours,” he says, his eyes boring into mine. “I know,” I say, quietly, still keeping eye contact. “But I wish I could help you somehow.” We stare at each other, the intensity in our gaze creates an electric current in the air, making everything tense. He leans in towards me and I meet him halfway, our lips colliding. The passion takes over us, then. His hand wraps and curls itself into my dark brown hair and his other hand falls to my waist, pulling me against him. The pressure of his body pressed up against my own makes my body go into a frenzy of emotions. A moan escapes my lips as our kiss continues. His hand on my waist sinks lower and squeezes my bottom before lifting me onto the table. He touches my breasts and massages them, slightly pinching my nipples. The shocks of pleasure when he touches me, goes straight to my pussy, making me want more. My hands fly to his pants and grab his hardened, thick cock, my pussy pulsing with the intense need to have it stuff me. He groans as I massage his cock through his pants. He reciprocates what I am doing and reaches into my skirt to touch my pussy. His surprised face reminds me that I don’t have any underwear on and Henry’s words echoes distantly in my mind. “You are mine, and you will do what I want, when I want.” I almost back away, but all thoughts of Henry leaves my mind when Jared penetrates my pussy with his long fingers. I moan as he moves his fingers expertly in and out of me, hitting my g-spot with each deep thrust of his fingers. My moans are loud, thinking no one is around to hear, but also not finding any reason to really care if someone did hear. “What the hell do you two think you are doing?!” I look at the open door and see Henry standing there. Jared pulls away from me and I pull my skirt back down, disappointed that that we got disturbed. Henry’s eyes has a wild look to it, his anger apparent through the way he holds himself. His shoulders tense, his eyebrows furrow in anger, and his eyes shoots bullets at Jared. “I-I’m sorry sir,” Jared stutters. “Get the hell out of here,” Henry demands. “Before I fire your ass and make you unemployed!” I jump off the table and follow Jared, fully intent on finishing what we started somewhere else. Henry grabs my arm and stops me from leaving. “You, stay. We need to talk,” he says, making Jared turn back to look at me. “Sir, this isn’t her fault,” Jared says, defending me. “I started it. If you’re going to fire someone, you should fire me.” Henry stares at Jared with a death stare, making Jared shrink. “You will get fired if you don’t get your fucking ass out of here,” he threatens. “Mr. Whyte, leave him out of this,” I finally say when it seems like he is about to beat Jared up. I stare at Jared gently, “Go,” I urge. “I will be fine.” Jared seems torn between sticking up for me and leaving but I smile, “You’re sweet for wanting to take responsibility, but don’t worry, I can take care of myself.” When he is finally gone, Henry pushes me against the wall, roughly. My pussy pulses in excitement, despite his obvious anger. “Fucking whore. I cannot believe you were going to fuck him. Or have you already fucked him, huh? With your loud moans, I’m fucking sure that you already fucked him!” he says, jealousy leaking into every word. I can’t help but smile and want to mess with him.

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