“You want it, biker? You gotta get it.”
His eyes blaze, and he makes a throaty sound as his hand cups my ass cheeks, and he squeezes, lifting me off the ground before gyrating against me. I can feel the hard, firm denim rubbing against my pussy, and I whimper, pressing myself harder against the wall. Axel jerks my ass, and begins rotating me, moving his hips so the friction causes bolts of pleasure to shoot though my body.
“God,” I whisper, dropping my head back.
“You want to be searched for that, Cricket? I’ll fuckin’ search you.”
He spins my body around quickly, and slams me against the wall, pressing my cheek to the cool wood. His body presses against my ass, and his cock rides between my ass cheeks. I can feel his solid body moving over me, and I want to push myself against him, but the idea of letting him have all this control is doing crazy things to my sex drive.
“Hands above your head,” he directs, taking my hands and lifting them high above my head.
“Now,” he rumbles against my ear. “Spread your legs.”
Biting my lip, I slowly spread my legs. Axel starts with his hands up near mine, and slowly he moves them down over my arms, making my skin break out into tiny goosebumps. When he reaches my shoulders, he squeezes them, before moving his hands around to my breasts. He cups them, and gently massages them, pinching my nipples through my soft, flimsy bra.
“Are you concealing anything in here?” he rasps into my ear.
“No, sir,” I whisper.
He moves his hands down my sides, stopping to slide them over my stomach. He flattens his hand just over my belly button, and uses it to push me gently backwards, so he can take the opportunity to grind his cock against my ass once more. I let off a little squeak of pleasure, before he begins moving his hands down to my panties. He slides his fingers down my legs, until he reaches the hem of my dress. He lifts it up, and then proceeds to hooks his fingers through my panties.
“What about in here?”
“No...sir.” I breathe, closing my eyes.
“You understand I have to check. It’s the law.”
“Yes sir.”
He slips his fingers inside my panties, and runs one right down my damp slit, skimming my clit as he ventures lower.
“Spread your legs further,” he orders in a husky tone.
I do as he asks, spreading them until they’re a solid meter apart. He slides his finger down to my entrance, and then slips a finger inside. I cry out, slapping my hand against the wall. He thrusts his finger, and I feel my eyes roll. God, it feels so damned good.
“Are you gaining pleasure out of this?” he chastises.
“No sir,” I croak.
“So you won’t come if I continue this inspection?”
“No sir.”
“If you do, I’m going to spank you, and then I’m going to cuff you.”
I whimper as he thrusts his fingers again. I can feel how wet I am, and I know his fingers will be coated in my arousal. I’m on the edge, biting my lip so hard, trying desperately to stop the warm feeling that’s rushing into my pussy. I need to come. Axel reaches his other hand around, and flicks my clit, and the flood gates open. I come all around him, whimpering his name and arching into him.
“Bad girl,” he murmurs into my ear.
He slides his fingers from my damp depths, and raises them up, pressing them against my lips.
“Open,” he orders.
I do as he asks, and he slips two fingers into my mouth. His fingers are big, and rough, and they taste like me. I suck on them, wrenching a ragged groan from his lips. He slips them from my lips, and I hear him shift about, then he takes my hands and lowers them, pulling them behind my back.
“I don’t believe you’re not concealing something. We need to continue this search while you’re detained.”
“I don’t have anything,” I protest.
“We’ll see about that.”
He takes me over to his desk, and he pushes my front down. My hands are cuffed behind my back. I feel his boots edge between my legs, and kick my feet apart, so I’m spread-eagled with my ass in the air. My heart picks up. The idea of playing a game like this with him excites me. I feel my throat constrict as I try to smother my moans of pleasure. I feel his hand run down my back, stopping at my ass. He cups it again, his fingers biting into my flesh.
“What about in here?”
Oh God.
No one has ever gone there.
“Answer me, girl,” he orders, his voice hard, rough, and sexy as hell.
“No...no, there’s nothing in there.”
“You ever had someone touch you here?”
I squirm, and he chuckles softly. “A sweet virgin ass. Do you know what I want to do to you now?”
I shake my head, biting my lip. He leans down, putting his lips beside my ear. “I want to fuck you there. I want to slide my cock deep inside you until you scream my name.”
I gasp, and turn my head, meeting his eyes.
“You want that, Cricket? Do you want me to put my cock in your sweet ass?”
“I do-do-don’t...”
Smack!
His hand comes down over my ass cheek, and I squeal loudly.
“Answer me properly,” he breathes. “Do you want my cock in your ass?”
I shake my head, confused. I don’t know if I want him there. I’ve never had anyone there before, and the idea of having him fuck me there, kind of scares me.
“Is that a no?”
“That’s a no...for now,” I whisper.
He leans down again, and I can feel his warm breath against my ear. “You scared to say no to me, baby?”
I shake my head quickly.
“I think that’s a lie.”
Smack!
His hand slaps my bottom again. I mewl loudly, and push my ass back into his jeans. I feel his cock graze against me.
“Do I scare you, Cricket?”
“No, Axel,” I say in a small, meek voice.
“Do you trust me?”
“No...Axel.”
He stiffens behind me, and the room falls silent for a moment. I don’t want to lie to him, because the truth is that I don’t entirely trust him. After the things he did to me, I can’t fully believe he won’t do more. If I let go, if I believe that this is all perfect and dandy after one session, then I am an idiot. Axel has problems that run far too deep for a few good sex sessions to cure.
“Well,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper, “you will.”
I make a mmm sound with my lips, and he’s silent a moment. I hear the sound of his belt buckle being undone, and then I hear his zipper. My body tightens in anticipation. I want him to fuck me like this. Restrained. A captive to him. He slowly removes my panties, and I hear the USB drop onto the floor. He doesn’t move for it, instead he takes hold of the cuffs and pulls them, jerking my body up and into his.
“How do you want this? Rough and hard, or soft and slow?”
“Both,” I purr, thrusting my ass back into his groin.
“I like a challenge.”
He pushes me back down onto the desk, and then I feel him behind me, his cock pressing against my damp entrance. He takes hold of my hands and pulls them, all while slowly sliding his cock deep inside me. I make a strangled, pleasured sound as he buries himself to the hilt. Then he sits there, not moving, just letting me feel the fullness that is overwhelming my body right now.
“Do you like my dick rings, Cricket?” he growls.
“Y-y-yes,” I moan. “Please, Axel, move...”
He laughs, and it’s a deep, throaty sound. He slides his cock out of my eager depths, and then he plunges back in, quick and nasty. I cry out, throwing my head back and bucking against him. He drives into me like that three or four times, pulling out and plunging back in, then he slows, and begins lazily dragging his cock in and out. Then he stops.
I hiss, and squirm. “Why are you stopping?”
“You wanted both. I’m giving you both.”