Playing Dirty by C.L. Parker

Author:C.L. Parker [Parker, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Shaw

Cassidy moaned when I pushed inside her, and I couldn’t have that. She was never loud, but in the silence of her office, every sound seemed amplified. I couldn’t and wouldn’t stop, but I also wouldn’t risk us getting caught, either. So I grabbed the buckle of my belt and pulled it through the loops. “Here,” I said, handing it to her. “Bite down.”

I expected her to argue or look at me like I was crazy, but she didn’t. She understood damn well what I wanted, and she took the belt without question. Some part of me reveled in the knowledge that I’d not only have a notch in my belt from fucking her but I’d have her teeth marks etched into the leather as well. Christ, that was a powerful thought.

Even more powerful was the sight before me. Cassidy’s ass bare and bent over her own desk—the place where she worked tirelessly to thwart my every attempt to catapult past her—and submissive to my will. Damn sexy. But I wanted more. I wanted to watch the shift of power, bask in my own dominance over her. Straightening, I palmed the cheeks of her round ass, none too gently. My thumbs swept her crevice and spread her wide. All of her intimate parts were on display, and she was at her most vulnerable. Her pussy stretched tight around my cock, the slick walls gripping and milking me with each retreating stroke. Goddamn, it was beautiful.

Shifting my weight to my left leg, I switched the angle and got my grind on. Slow and purposeful, so she could feel every detail of my cock. A dip at the knees gave me an even better angle from which to see all her juicy pink bits. So soft, so feminine, so harmless. But there was nothing harmless about Cassidy, was there?

I pulled almost all the way out before slamming back inside. Cassidy jumped, because damn right her insides were at my mercy, and I had none to give. Just like she showed none to me.

“Don’t move,” I warned, pinning her in place. I did it again. And again. And again. Picking up my pace and driving deep, driving hard. The clinking of the metal buckle on my belt was like an applause for my performance and it drove me even further. So far that the momentum of my thrusts shoved her forward on the desk, and I had to grab her hips to pull her back toward my crotch. There would be no running from my cock. I would have my way. I would make her submit … one way or another. Digging my fingertips into her flesh, I pushed that goddamn skirt up; it was riding down and threatening to rob me of my view.

I almost wished it had.

My brain got all sideways on me with the new detail that had emerged. Cassidy had been hiding a secret, it seemed. There, perched on her left hip, was a tattoo of a single shooting star in blue with the name Casey etched beneath it in elegant script.

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