Chapter 11

• He held her around her waist again and slid her forwards and back along his long pole, this time more horizontally. She was leant forward over the desk supported by her arms flat on the surface and her breasts were pressed against the leather, rubbing backwards and forwards across the surface. This caused her stiff nipples to flip up and down under the friction through the thin blouse and bra and to throb and ache because of their sensitivity.
• He reamed her gently, slowly but firmly as she whimpered. He stood up behind her, lifting her buttocks with him and changing the angle of entry. Her long legs in their high heels were now stood on the ground and spread apart. She shuffled them to try to find purchase on the carpet. Her bottom was partly covered by her skirt and tilted up towards him. His legs pressed against the backs of hers on each inward stroke, holding her against the desk.
• This time he held onto her hips, holding her still while he slid himself deeply in and out of her warm wet pussy. Because of the new angle and height of her bottom, she was forced forward to lie with her face on the desk and her arms to either side of her, still meekly trying to push herself up from the desk top.