What Love Is | ✅

36 | N A U G H T Y

"Why not? I own this place and no one can see or hear. As long as you don't scream," he said before placing a kiss on her core. "You're absolutley dripping for me."

River's chest caved in as he licked a slow trail up her center. "H-hayze."

"Thats right babygirl. Moan my name." He stood up halfway before pulling her shirt away and sucking gently on her breast. She cradled his head in her hands as he kissed and sucked and nibbled. Taking care of each one.

Just as he came back up to kiss her lips, the phone rang.

He huffed in frustration before quickly leaning over and answering the phone. As soon as he heard Mr. Randolphs voice over the phone, he slammed it down and quickly unbuckled his belt.

She quickly moved away from the desk. "Hayze, we shouldn't be doing this in an office. We have a huge house to do this in."

He zipped down his pants roughly. "We can do it here too. Don't argue with me."

She squealed when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. "Hayze, i've got to go see how Max is doing."

He glared at her at the mention of another mans name. "Am i going to have to teach you the only name you're allowed to speak? Am i going to have to pound you so hard, the only name you know is mines?"

She whimpered as he kneaded her bum, a little of her arousal began to drip down her leg. He caught sight of it and smirked before stooping down and licking the trail up her leg.

"I'm gonna pound you're tiny little p~ssy. Are you gonna take it like a good girl?" He asked as he pulled his large, aching length out of his dress pants. It was already forming a shiny bead on the tip and it stood tall and throbbing.

She looked down at him, looking slightly intimidated but she nodded anyway. "Sì."

"Good girl," he said as he kneaded her bum into his warm hands and lifted her up. She moaned in response.

She was too short for him to just be inside her while they were standing, so he lifted her into his arms and she anchored herself by holding his shoulders and he raised her bum higher into the air.

Hayze grunted as he slipped into her tight little hole and she squealed in surprise before tucking her face into his neck.
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"Are you okay?" He asked quietly. "Did i get too rough?"

She shook her head before sluggishly slipping off his lap and taking his dripping length into her mouth.

"Merda," he cursed as his hand tangled in her long hair. "Look at you. You look so good," he groaned. "Such a pretty girl."

She sucked on his tip gently and swirled her tongue making him slightly buck his hips. He was surprised when she took a bit more into her mouth eagerly and she peaked up at him innocently with her honey eyes.

"Such a good girl," he praised as he stroked her hair. She put her hands on his thighs to balance herself and Hayze held her hair out of her face for her.

She swirled her tongue and tightened her plump lips around his length at his encouragement and he lightly bucked his hips to which she gagged slightly, but yet kept going.

"You're so good babygirl," he praised as his grip in her hair tightened.

She hummed excitedly and bounced up onto her heels at his praise and he felt the vibrations travel down his length. Almost as if out of control, his hand was pushing her head down and he was thrusting his hips back and forth, searching for release. Because of one long thrust, his length filled her mouth and she choked in fear, gasped and whimpered around him as she began to feel panicked.

His eyes widened when he saw her small mouth filled with his dripping length, her throat slightly bloated as she continued to choke and gag on him.

He hurriedly pulled back and loosed the grip on her hair as tears began to stream down her face in rapid floods.

"I'm so sorry babygirl," he said as he cupped her cheeks and swiped away her tears. "I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to do that."

He pulled her into his lap from under her arms and cradled her head into his chest. "I'm sorry," he said again as he kissed her forehead. "I'm a bit too big for you're sweet little mouth, aren't i?"

She nodded into his chest and gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in her hands, her little body trembling as she put her hand to her throat.

He took a tissue and wiped her mouth gently before kissing her cheeks to comfort her.

"Did i scare you? Is that why you're crying?"

She hiccuped into his chest and nodded. "Y-yes Hayze."

"Aw, i'm so sorry pretty girl. Please stop crying," he said as he reached over and grabbed some more tissues.

He gently wiped her tears away and then set her on the ground. "Spread your legs for me, so i can clean you up."

She did as she was told and he gently cleaned up the arousal dripping down her legs and then he wiped up his suit pants as best he could.

"What about you?" She asked quietly as she watched him try to wrestle his hard manhood back into his pants.

"Its okay. I'm gonna have Vito come around back with the car so i can take you home and take care of you," he said as he stood up and grabbed her skirt. "You must be sore."

He put the skirt out and let her step in before helping to fix her shirt in place and tucking it into the skirt for her.

"Sorry that you never get to finish?" She said quietly.

He kissed her forehead and shook his head. "I don't mind. As long as i get to see you finish."

She hugged him close to her. "That's something Nico never did for me. He never put me first. Thank you," she whispered.