Back Kismet
Chapters (50)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Part Two
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Part Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Epilogue

After a few minutes of stretching me and working me open, he pulls out, slapping the side of my knee. “Up. And turn around, hands on the desk.”

I fucking love when he gets bossy and growly.

Doing as I’m told, my open palms lay flat on his desk as I arch my back, pushing my ass into him.

“As much as I’d love to fuck you raw again and fill your ass with my cum, I’ll be nice and use a rubber so you don’t have a mess leaking from you all day.” I hear him rip the condom wrapper open and when I look over my shoulder, I watch him slide it on and lather himself up with lube. When he’s done, he loosens his tie, pulling it over his head.

My brows pinch with confusion for half a second, before he brings it over my head, placing the back of the tie in my mouth. The knotted part is behind my head as I bite down on the material. It’s not large enough to muffle any noise, so I’m not sure where he’s going with this, but I roll with it anyway.

Lining himself up, he bends down and kisses the back of my neck twice before shoving inside. My eyes widen, and I inhale sharply at the intrusion. The burn is prominent, but I know the reward will be worth it. He takes his time inching his way in, and when he reaches around and fists my length, my eyes close and I moan softly.

Once he’s finally fully seated in my ass, he pauses and leans over to flick his tongue over my ear. “What a good boy you are, Bambi. Taking all of my cock like such a dirty little slut.”

I can do nothing but whine as I push my ass back into him, silently begging him to fuck me. With both hands, he holds on to my hips as he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back in until his pelvis slaps against my ass.

One hand remains on my hip in a bruising grip, while the other comes up to the knotted part of the tie. My head yanks back as he tugs on the tie, seeming to use it as leverage to fuck me harder. In the back of my mind… way, way in the back… I’m aware that it’s probably going to leave marks on my face. Do I care? Fuck no. Not when he’s fucking me this good. The sound of our bodies coming together is anything but quiet. Thankfully, the woman in the office right next to him is on vacation, and there’s no one directly in front of his office.

“You like this?” he asks, breathless and hoarse. “Like me using your hole for my pleasure?”