Christine never imagined Adrian would take her so roughly.
As she gradually recovered from her climax, she panted softly, trying to prop herself up on trembling arms. Her muscles felt like jelly, fingers quivering, as she barely managed to lift her head.
Her eyes fell on the display cabinet along the office wall. Though understated in its wooden design, it showcased the office owner's numerous achievements.
The Fortune's 40 Under 40 trophy.
UNICEF Child Rights Advocate certificate.
Metropolitan Museum of Art Lifetime Trustee plaque...
She barely managed to scan the third award when strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
His burning hands gripped her waist tightly. While still deep inside her, he roughly flipped her whole body over. She went from being bent over to lying on her back, her thighs forced wide apart by his strong grip.
Christine let out a startled gasp. The sudden spin made her pussy clench hard around his cock, squeezing him even tighter than before.
Their eyes met inevitably.
Those steel-gray eyes and the loose strands of hair falling across his forehead were so similar to Ethan's, yet their demeanors couldn't be more different.
How could brothers be so unlike each other?
If it were Ethan... he would never treat her this roughly.
For a brief moment, Christine thought of making love with Ethan.
He would thrust gently under soft lighting, caress her breasts, kiss her shoulders, and whisper sweetly in her ear: "Honey, let's make a baby."
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Adrian's movements.
His left hand gripped his cock and pulled out of her wet body, with a lewd pop. Then his right hand elegantly hooked the silk tie beneath his suit jacket, pulling it loose. The dark blue fabric slid smoothly from his collar.
Every move he made was pure art - the kind he'd showcase at his high-end auctions.
Christine watched him, mesmerized. He held the expensive tie in his hand, his dark eyes studying her like a predator considering how to play with his prey.
What was he going to do?
"Snap!"
The tie whipped through the air, followed by the sharp sound of silk striking flesh.
"Ah!"
Christine never imagined Adrian would whip her pussy.
Her cry echoed as her juices sprayed.
The sensation was overwhelming - both pain and an intense rush of pleasure coursed through her body. Adrian's aim was perfect - the tie struck right on her clit.
Her little bud swelled up immediately, no longer hiding between her pussy lips but standing out prominently, throbbing like a ripe cherry.
Her lower body was still sensitive from the last orgasm when that strike sent waves of pleasure through her body. Pain and pleasure mixed together until she couldn't tell them apart.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked up at Adrian through blurry eyes.
His collar was loose, revealing a glimpse of skin beneath. His throat moved dangerously, sharp collar bones visible above the open shirt. She could even see his pulse racing under his skin.
Then he raised his hand again.
"Snap!"
"Snap!"
"Snap!"
When the tie struck for the fourth time, Christine's hips bucked wildly. Her pussy lips trembled and twitched as she arched her back, mouth wide open in ecstasy. All she could manage was a broken, desperate whimper.
The next second, her pussy exploded, juices spraying out in an arc through the air.
Christine couldn't believe it.
She was squirting. Adrian had made her pussy squirt with just his tie.
Her juices kept gushing uncontrollably, and with her legs spread so wide, it felt like she was peeing herself. The scene was incredibly shameful, yet the pleasure was more intense than anything she'd ever felt before.
The overwhelming mix of shame and pleasure made Christine squeeze her eyes shut - she couldn't bear to look at Adrian anymore.
Adrian stepped back to watch as Christine's pussy kept gushing.
Her hands were still bound above her head with the leather belt, leaving pink marks on her wrists. Her eyes were squeezed shut, head thrown back in ecstasy, tears soaking her lashes while her messy hair stuck to her bright red face. Her mouth hung open helplessly, lost between shock, or intense pleasure.
Her whole body gleamed with sweat and pussy juices - her soft stomach, her full breasts, her tender trembling thighs all soaked. Her pussy was bright red and puffy from the strikes, the swollen clit standing out miserably, too swollen to retract.
He caught the sweet scent in the air.
His silk tie was damp at one corner, and a few drops had even landed on his suit.
Her squirting lasted nearly half a minute. Even as it ended, Chirstine's hips kept twitching and shaking, the last drops of juice dripping from her pink, swollen pussy lips onto the light carpet below, adding to the large wet spot already there.
She had come twice already… while Adrian hadn't even cum once.
When her mind cleared from the haze, Adrian was already pounding into her body face-to-face. His cock felt even harder and hotter now, and each time he pulled out, she could feel every thick inch dragging against her sensitive walls. His swollen tip rubbed mercilessly against her sweet spot, almost withdrawing completely before slamming back in brutally deep.
The wet slapping sounds grew louder as he fucked her harder.
Christine was losing her mind - watching his broad chest still perfectly wrapped in that suit while she was a complete mess, dripping with sweat and pussy juice.
The pleasure built up everywhere inside her with no release, making her whole body shake. Even biting her lip couldn't stop her desperate whimpers as he drove into her again and again.
When her third orgasm hit, her head thrashed uncontrollably, her toes curling helplessly in the air. Scream caught in her throat as her body shook violently, her pussy gushing hot liquid - but this time was different.
An intense wave of hot liquid rushed over Adrian's throbbing shaft, even hotter than her pussy juices. There was too much for her stretched hole to hold back - soon it was flooding out around his shaft, streaming down with a steady splash. The air filled with a primal scent.
Adrian realized he'd fucked Christine to pee, uncontrollably.
Just then, a phone started ringing from Christine's purse.
Her already overwhelmed body tensed even more, her pussy clenching and spasming tight around his thick cock, as if it came alive and tried to milk him dry.
Almost immediately, Christine heard a deep groan above her head. The next second, she felt his hot release flooding deep inside.
Adrian was finally cumming.
While he came, he grabbed her round ass hard, slamming into her several more times as the mixture of pee and juice ran down her thighs, and his thick cum shot deep inside her body.