9
CHANCE
With that, I finished out the ten I'd promised her, then plunged my fingers into her sopping wet p***y, easily filling her with not one finger, but two. She pushed off the table with her hands, arching her back.
"Chance!"
"You like that, don't you, kitten? The way I rule your body? You're going to come for me." I placed my thumb over her distended clit and pressed firmly as I worked her with my fingers. "Right now."
She did. She came on command, milking my fingers as if she never wanted to let them go. Her juices dripped onto my hand as she screamed, her entire body taut. I continued to work her expertly until the last bit of pleasure ebbed and she slumped back onto my desk. I would never be able to look at the wooden surface again without seeing her this way.
As I stepped b
