Chapter 3

"Mr. Lee..." Lissa moaned his name as she leaned forward to give Anthony's length a lick. "...are you ready for me?"

Giving the head a little kiss, she then gradually sucks it in inch by inch, licking the head and dabbling on the slit. Her tongue gives more attention on the parts where she knew gives immense pleasure to the point Anthony's eyes roll on the back of his head, and much to her delight, she feels the man's length harden against her touch.

Sucking noisily, she lets it slips from her mouth to give his balls a lick as her hands grabs on his member and hastily jerked it wildly. She works on it until he was hard as a rock, and boy was she delighted when she confirmed the rumors of their supervisor to be true.

When soft, his length is in intriguing with a girth that makes you wonder if he'll be able to give you pleasure. But Anthony is a grower. And with every lick and suck that she does, she sees and feel the man's impressive length bloom to its full potential.

She gave the head one last lick before she lets go of his cock and gave soft and open mouth kisses to his legs. It was one of the things she wanted to do most, and she nibbles and kiss his inner thighs. Anthony's member slapped against his belly, then the man let out a sultry moan that made Lissa's body tremble.

Seconds later fingers where tangling on her curly hair, digging against her scalp and forcing his thing back into her mouth. And Lissa, she's too happy to let Anthony take control.

This is exactly what she wants, what she needs. But she'll never admit it to herself or others. She doesn't know how far this facade is going to take her, but she's ready to take everything.

And so far, it exceeds her fantasies.

Anthony is shoving his length far down her throat until there was saliva everywhere. Her mouth burned and ached, as she choked and groan and she can tell how much hair was being pulled from her scalp. This must be the messiest blow that she's given, but that's what make it so good.

A deep groan came from Anthony's lips, and the next thing she knew, the man pulled her up by the hair and made her crash against the table. He pushed her hard, her stomach was painstakingly against the wood. She didn't even have the time to remove her clothes as Anthony practically removed her clothes like a beast, lifting her corporate shirt, bearing her underwear then tugging it upwards to reveal her breast.

Lissa thinks that Anthony is being forcefully brutal on purpose so that she'll feel threatened and be scareed of him. But the thing is, it's doing the exact opposite. It's giving her the spice that she needs to keep her lust going. For she knows what it feels like to be completely manipulated and being a subject of one's sexual dominance.

"If you think this is going to make me turn around and squirm running like a little girl, then you're wrong." Lissa moaned out the words when she felt Anthony's hand against she breast then to her thighs until his long fingers were rubbing on her clit.

Anthony was almost shedding away the clothes from Lissa's body. Underwear and skirt was thrown somewhere she doesn't even get to see until all that's left of her clothing is her bra and creased blouse.

"You're so fucked up in the head." Anthony moaned as he aligns his shaft against Lissa's entrance, then with a swift thrust he entered her without warning. The sudden intrusion has Lissa's back arching, her fingers digging dip against her palms as her body shivers with unexplainable pleasure of being filled up to the brim suddenly. It made her feel so empty before that even her favorite vibrator can't match up with it.

Feeling the heat against his length, Anthony began to move his hips tentatively as he teases and pulls just barely, making Lissa whimper like a bitch. And as much as he hates to admit the truth, Lissa was right. Being with a woman is better than fucking a man. No need for lube or preparation that can take an hour, no more bantering for dominance.

But it was something that he wasn't sure how to process just yet.

"It all started when I was still in college. My classmate asked me if I wanted to have fun and I said yes." Lissa breathed then let out a moan right after Anthony thrust hard inside of her. "He tied me up in bed, and introduced me to a thing called mouth gag and a flogger." Again she whimpered and whined, feeling how deliciously thick Anthony is.

It's only been minutes since they've started, yet she feels like blowing up from the pleasure and from sheer frustration alone.

"Shut up." Anthony gritted his teeth and hissed at her, grabbing a fist full of her hair and pulled it to lick and nibble on her ear. Suddenly, he pressed her head against the table, breathing deeply as he pulls out of her almost completely. He can't stand just how wet she is and whatever it's doing to his body, the friction and lubrication combined is almost too much to handle.

'Too hot...' Anthony hissed in his thoughts, whining and grumbling how the room temperature is getting too hot to bear. He makes his way to removes his shirt and coat, and that's when he noticed how Lissa's clit was stretched against his dick.

A deep rose color that he rather likes, and it's fitted on him like a glove.

He lays his fingers against Lissa's waist down to her hips and buttocks, tracing her curves, until his fingers was against her asshole. It's something that he's tempted to do to her but seeing how much she enjoys pain makes him think of doing it some other time. Then again his sadistic tendencies want to hear her scream and beg for mercy.

He inched forward into the tight channel, and Lissa let's out a loud whine as she's filled up once more. The deeper Anthony gets inside of her, the better the sensation.

Anthony is satisfied letting an inch of his length out and back in, almost too obvious that he's not easily going to cave in to Lissa's wish of being done so hard. He knows that not giving enough will piss of the girl, and it did.

"Fucking move you dick---" Lissa was suddenly out of breath when Anthony completely pulled out then back in with a force she wasn't ready for. He pistons in and out of her with a strength she is surprised by--- full force that her body almost gave out against the table. It was so intense and rough that she almost screamed in pleasure.

Lissa's thighs and legs started to vibrate and shake as Anthony continues, her hands had nowhere to hold on to, making her stomach hit the edge of the table and her breast rub against the desk.

Anthony stopped moving momentarily and Lissa thinks he's teasing her again, then Anthony suddenly placed his foot at the table, up over edge--- hitting the paperwork's and pens and managed to slide the last inch inside of her with a brutal strength that made Lissa cry out.

"Oh, shit!" Lissa moaned, pleaded and breathes until Anthony does it again and again and again until she was almost left breathless and panting from the sheer amount of pleasure she was experiencing. "Oh, motherfucker---Anthony!"

Lissa feels nothing except for the pleasure that Anthony was giving her. He stomach was pushed and scrapping against the edge of the desk and her scalp was burning as the man behind her pulls harder. But it was short lived until she realized Anthony is used to bending people against his desk.

Her momentary ecstasy was put to a stop when she tried to count how many people Anthony had already fucked on his desk like this. It made her bite against her lip and her nails sink against her skin when she realized she was acting and feeling like a jealous bitch.

'You've earned this.' She repeatedly told herself like a mantra as Anthony continues to thrust inside her until they've reached their peak.

Her body is threatening to shut down as her knees began to cave against the floor, if it wasn't for Anthony tight grip against her hips, then she was already lying on the floor or was kneeling and being forced against the floor.

Anthony is powerful and has a certain air around him that leaves her needing more, like a drug pulling at his senses and taking Lissa to heights her body and mind have never known previously. Just this one time isn't going to be enough, and the revelation has her stomach curling in so many different directions she can't tell what the fuck is going on with her body anymore.

A part of her is like a bound coil, overwhelmed by pressure and ready to explode at any second while another part of her just wants more and more and more even though she knows it's something she cannot have.

"Mr. Lee, shit, oh please, more." Lissa whimpered. She pulled momentarily on Anthony's arm and bit on the soft flesh.

Anthony hissed as he felt Lissa teeth sink into his skin, and of course after hearing her plead, he simply follows and gives her what she wants.

He rocked his hips faster, taking Lissa with his motion as he pressed his hands against her hips, holding it tighter. He digs his nails against her flesh and let out a grin of content when he heard Lissa's moans and whimpers.

This might be one of the messiest and most pleasurable experience Lissa has ever had. The sexual pleasure was incomparable to anything she had ever experience.

As soon as she was about to reach her release, Anthony grabbed and squeezed her breast hard as his other hand latched on her hair. His nails clawed against her scalp as the man pulls him closer, arching her back and neck.

"Lissa." The man groaned against her ears. "I'm cumming!"

...was the last thing she heard before the familiar streams of white rushed into her before everything else went dark.

*****

She still felt woozy, a little groggy. It's as if her soul left her body, like it's the first time she felt this kind of tiredness and fatigue. Every part of her body ached, specially her lower back.

Her vision was still a blur as she eyes the whole place. 'This isn't my room' She noted as she examines the place. And for sure, even if she's the horniest person to exist on Earth her room isn't this messy. The place looks like it had been ransacked or a hurricane disarranged everything.

Little by little, her vision begins to make sense. "Oh, fuck me..." was all she can say. She passed out from post-sexual encounter again.

And of course, the man who's haughtily standing and smirking in front of her confirms that her conquest to have a taste of Anthony was successful... Or is it?

"You slept well." The devil himself---or rather Anthony teased with a smile. "Well, who knew a woman could snore louder than a man." Was Anthony's teasing remark, and a smirk draped his lips. "So you're one of those people who falls asleep right after sex?"

Lissa cleared her throat with a cough, she noticed that her throat was sore and it burned quite a bit, it was almost as sore as her... lady parts. "Yeah." Was her hoarse and quiet reply, making Anthony laugh a little.

'Damn my throat hurts.' She thought to herself as she looked at her entire being. She felt a little shy when she realized she was still partially nude. Her breast were out and her bits down stairs were showing. Unconsciously, she covered herself and the familiar heat on her cheeks rose, making her blush.

"Is this the right time to be shy? Aren't you the one who wanted to be fucked senseless?" Anthony noted, then he shook his head from left to right before picking up Lissa's skirt and underwear. He threw it right in her face, noting how fair her skin was and how good her hair looked post-sexual. "Wear it fast, let's go home."