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Her
body must be over riding her brain. It must
have started to feel pleasurable to her.
Wouldn’t it be the icing on the cake if he
made this holier than thou woman come all
around his cock?
    He released her arms and leaned
over her, never stopping his rhythm. He
could hear her panting in a good way. Yes,
she was enjoying this now. So, he decided
he would not only add icing but sprinkles.
He placed his lips right next to her ear to be
sure she heard him.
    “I’m going to make you come, Anya.
I’m going to make you enjoy this so much
that despite what your mind says, your
body will crave my touch. I will make you
come so hard that you’re going to hate
yourself for enjoying it.”
    He lifted himself off her then and
grabbed her by both hips and really started
to work her. Sweat broke out and glistened
on his brow, and his teeth were clinched
tightly. He was trying to hold on; he wanted
to hear her scream in ecstasy before he
came. He knew she would. She was just
being stubborn. She didn’t want to give him
the pleasure of being right.
***
    After what Calix said, Anya tried her
best not to feel anything, to just go numb.
She was determined she wasn’t going to
give him what he wanted. But that low
pressure began to build a pleasurable
sensation down in her heated core. Though
pressed against the desk, her nipples had
tightened. She gritted her teeth. Her body
was betraying her; she wanted to moan
with the sensations she was feeling. She
squeezed her eyes shut and locked her jaw
in order not give in to him. But, the
sensation grew stronger. Her legs started
to stiffen, and no matter how much her
mind wanted to keep quiet, her body broke
ranks. She screamed out in pleasure as her
first orgasm ever hit her hard . “AAAHHHH
ohhhhhhhhh God!” Her nails clawed at his
desk, trying to find purchase. She was
panting, practically hyperventilating. And,
as she rode out the blissful feelings going
through her body, she heard him groan.
“Yessss come for me, love.”
    He kept thrusting, but his
movements got jerky, then he slammed
hard one last time as he called out, “Fuck
ahhhhhhhh.” He came; it was by far the
strongest and most pleasurable coupling he
had ever experienced. He filled her womb
with his warm seed, and he stayed locked
inside her until he was certain that every
last drop was inside her.
    His breathing was labored as he
looked down at her lying flat on his desk,
trying to slow her breathing also. He
remained inside her somewhat limp now.
When Calix pulled out of her, he felt her
wince and heard her sharp intake of
breath. He went to place himself back in his
pants, but saw that he was smeared with
blood—her virginal blood. He looked at
her, and she had blood smeared on her, as
well. The reality of what he just done hit
him there, and then he was sickened. What
had he just done? Why had he lost control?
    “Don’t move,” he instructed as he
went into his office bathroom and cleaned
himself up. He then grabbed a washcloth,
wet it with warm water, and added a little
soap. Calix walked back into his office, and
she was still bent on his desk. Good, she’s
starting to learn to listen to me. He came up
behind her and started to clean her. At the
feel of the washcloth on her, she sprang up.
“What are you doing?” She was
unsure, and her voice showed it.
    He gently directed her back down
onto his desk. “I’m cleaning you. Now, stay
still. Please.” He added the please as an
afterthought.
“I can do that myself,” she bit back.
    “Yes, but I’m the cause of it. I want
to clean it.” Then he did something he
rarely ever did. He cleared his throat
before he spoke and apologized. “I’m
sorry…that shouldn’t have happened that
way. I was rough with you. I lost my temper
thinking of you going to such extremes to
avoid my touch. Despite what you may
think, especially after this episode, I’m not
a barbarian.” When he finished cleaning
her up, he set the washcloth