On Her Knees by Jenika Snow

but they both already knew the answer.
    “Yes,”
she said anyway.
    Smack.
    “You
want to come, Karina? You want me to make this little pussy contract, gripping
for my cock, needing it?”
    She
could only nod now.
    Smack.
    Smack.
      “God, you know I need you in all ways.” And it
was the truth. Karina wasn’t ashamed to admit that, because she knew Viktor
needed her in the same way. They were two halves of the same whole, and as
crazy as that sounded given the fact they’d only been officially together for
the last six months, the connection between them was undeniable.
    “Tell me
you want me to get you off, that you want to come all over my hand.” He leaned
forward until their lips were barely touching. He then removed his finger, and
this little pleading noise left her. “Tell me.”
    “I want
you to make me come, Viktor.”
    He spun
her around and pushed her forward so she was now lying on his desk, her belly
flush with the wood and her bottom in the air. He spread her ass cheeks wide,
and latched his mouth onto her cunt and started sucking.
    She
cried out in pleasure, thankful no one was in the office right now, because
Karina would surely be heard.
    “Yes,
Viktor.”
    He
chuckled against her flesh, and smacked
her ass again and again, all the while sucking and licking at her pussy. He
grunted against her slippery cleft, and took one hand and placed it on her
lower back to hold her still, to keep her where he wanted her. She started
making these little sounds deep in her throat, not caring or embarrassed by
them. Karina couldn’t help herself.
    “You’re a bad girl for filing
wrong, Karina.” He sucked her clit into his mouth, moved his tongue back and
forth over it, and she started to feel her climax peak. “But as much as I
should punish you, make your ass so red you can’t sit, I want to make you feel
good, baby.” To her surprise and pleasure, he pulled her ass cheeks apart
again, and started licking at her back hole. He moved his tongue around the
tight ring of muscle, gently probing it, grunting, groaning behind her. She’d
never been one to even think she’d like a rim job, but with Viktor it had this
unusual, but intense and mind-numbing sensation moving through her. She thrust
her ass back for more.
    He stood as her orgasm was still
tensing and moving through her body. He rubbed his cock along her slick folds,
and then positioned himself at her entrance once more. He slid his hand around
to her chest, grabbed a breast, and started tweaking her nipple between his
fingers.
    “Fuck me, Sir,” she said, her
forehead against the table and her voice cracking at the end.
    He thrust into her over and over
again and even though she wanted this to last, she also wanted to come again.
He only fucked her for a few minutes, and looking over her shoulder she could
see that he was about to get off.
    “I can’t hold off, baby. I can’t
stop myself.” He tilted his head back and groaned, and the sight of him getting
off had another orgasm rushing through her.
    She opened her mouth on a silent
cry, curled her hands around the edge of the desk, and rode out the pleasure.
When she felt the tightness in his body relax, they stood like that for a few
moments, both breathing heavily. Viktor finally stepped away from her, and she
felt the loss of him instantly. But as she heard the water running in the
bathroom attached to his office, she knew he wouldn’t leave her alone for long.
Only moments later the feeling of a warm rag between her thighs had her
breathing out in contentment. When he’d cleaned her he helped her off the
table, tuned her around, and pulled her in for a hug.
    “Are you okay, baby?”
    She nodded against his chest and
closed her eyes.
    He cupped the back of her head, and
for long seconds they didn’t move, just held each other and enjoyed the
aftereffect of what they’d just done.
    “You know how much I love you?”
    The rumbling in his chest from when
he spoke was comforting to her,