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His tongue was racing around my pecs and up into my arm pits, and he moved to raise and lower my butt cheeks with his hands to provide friction for his cock inside me. With renewed strength, however, I held my hips close into his pelvis, preventing him from stroking inside me, enjoying the throbbing of his cock deep up my ass canal.

"Fuck me," he commanded in a hoarse whisper. "Move that sweet butt of yours up and down my shaft. Fuck me. Fuck yourself."

"No!" I said. "I'm not going to let you fuck me like this. I'm going to rise up off you and you're going to get up and leave and not come back until the morning. We can't do this. We're not going to have this in the office. This is the end of this, and you now will know every day that I am the boss and you are the employee—that you can't control me, and that I'm in charge."

Brave words, but it was taking every ounce of my strength and resolve not to give into him. I loved his cock inside me. I'd love for him to be fucking me wildly.

A guttural, almost animal sound came up in Panos's throat, and he grabbed my head between his hands and brutally attacked my mouth with his, trying to overcome my defenses. I deadened my lips to his, not responding, doing my best not to respond until he gave up.

I might have pulled it off if he hadn't been so strong. With a roar, he stood up and pulled his cock out of me with a big slurping sound. I thought he was going to turn and leave then, but he didn't. Instead, he turned me to facing him, picked me up with his hands on my waist, and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He then lurched into the room and dropped me on the bed. I scrambled up on my hands and knees on the top of the mattress and tried to move across the bed to put it between us. But he was too fast and strong for me. He dropped down on top of me, pushing the wind out of my body and completely pinning me. His hands grabbed my wrists, and he forced them up to the headboard, where I instinctively wrapped my fists around the brass rods of the headboard. He then reared up behind me and pulled me to my knees with an arm wrapped around my belly.

He entered me again then. Brutally and deeply. And he set up a stroking motion himself, one that started slow and deep and accelerated to long and rapid until he had me panting and moaning again and bucking my hips in obvious desire for his pumping action.

He buried a fist in my hair, pulled my head back to his, and asked me now if I wanted him to stop and leave, but I was too far gone for that. I admitted I loved what he was doing to me and for him to continue. He kissed me on the mouth brutally again, and this time I opened entirely to him. He covered my body closely with his then, his lips pressed into the side of my neck, his arms stretched out over mine, and his strong thighs squeezing mine so that my ass canal tightly sheathed his cock. Only his pelvis and my hips were in motion, as he fucked me deeply, and I