Secretly Mine
Chapter 28: Tell On You

Chapter 28: Tell On You

"Good girl."

Christian leaned over and began kissing my neck while his hands cupped and massaged my breasts.

"Mmm, Christian," I breathed, fully enjoying the tickling sensations his lips caused as they feathered across the sides of my neck.

Every time he leaned over to place another kiss, I caught a whiff of his earthy, musky scent.

His fingers worked magic, causing me to experience various sensations as he worked my breasts with his hands, kneading and squeezing until they reached my nipple.

"Ah", I moaned, leaning back into the chair. He gently rubbed and pinched my nipples between his fingers with varying degrees of intensity.

The next moment, he spun my chair around, where I was met with his throbbing erection at eye level.

"You’re the only one who can cause me to lose control like this, Leslie," he said as he reached down to lift me from the chair onto the desk.

"This time, I’ll make you feel good."

Instead of lying me on my back, he had me on my stomach, pressed against the desk. It didn’t take long before I felt his large cock being pushed inside of me.

"God, it feels like every time is like the first time. You’re so tight," whispered Christian in a strained voice.

My hands gripped the sides of the desk as he began to pound deep into my womb.

One of his hands reached around and landed on my clit, playing with is while he thrusted. The pleasure was so intense that I could feel my legs shaking.

"I can feel you begin to tighten around me. Don’t hold back, cum for me princess," said Christian before placing a few kisses down my spine.

The stimulation from him rubbing my clit along with the kisses caused my body to react and squeeze around his large shaft.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!"

I didn’t have the time to reach over and cover my mouth, so my cries filled the whole room.

"Mmmm, just like that," he said softly, caressing my body.

We continued around the room, using every large piece of furniture for support as Christian made me cum over and over again.

Both of our bodies were hot and sweaty, but that didn’t stop us from continuing to follow our carnal desires.

We were inseparable, even the fatigue didn’t stop us from continuing our movements. The longer we spent together, the more compatible we became.

Christian knew all of the places that made me lose control and continued attacking them relentlessly. While I knew how much he loved the sound of his name escaping my lips as I was gasping for air.

"Christian."

My head was so far in the clouds that I was fully relying on him for support. My arms were firmly planted around his neck, and my nails dug into his skin every time he hit the perfect spot.

Neither of us got any work done, too far gone into our physical desires to even care.

Blake tried to speak with Christian on two separate occasions, both of which resulted in my intense orgasm as Christian told him to come back later.

"You like being almost caught so much, don’t you? I’ll keep that in mind in the future", he teased.

Yes, I do. But I like how you feel inside of me even more.

"Christian, I’m going to cum again!" I cried out.

He lifted me up and pushed me against the main door to my office. A little more pressure and the door would burst open.

"Say it again, what are you going to do?" he asked, looking at me with his blue eyes.

I lifted my face, and my misty eyes met with his, "I’m...going to...cum!"

My nails left red marks on his back while I clung for support as my body shuddered. The last shred of strength left my body as I finished what felt like my hundredth orgasm today.

This time, Christian joined me, pulling out and finishing on my chest as he held me. I was impressed that he could still hold me after all of this time.

"Kitten, you were amazing. Come, let’s take a break," he said as he carried me back to his bedroom.

Every muscle in my body felt exhausted, and I didn’t even have the energy to clean myself off. Thankfully, Christian took care of all of that for me.

After wiping me off, he carefully carried me to the shower and held me up while running a soapy washcloth down my body, helping me shower.

We both cleaned up, and Christian placed me under the covers in his bed.

"Take a short nap, you deserve it. I’ll come wake you up in a little bit," he smiled and placed a kiss on my cheek.

The last thing I remember was watching him leave the room, fully dressed, before I quickly fell asleep.

-

"Leslie," a soft and gentle masculine voice woke me up.

I slowly opened my eyes, immediately noticing Christian’s blue eyes.

"Christian? How long have I been asleep?" I asked.

He reached over and helped me sit up. The nap worked wonders in restoring most of my lost energy. My muscles, especially those between my legs, were still sore.

"About an hour. Don’t worry, you still have time left before you have to go back home," he said.

"Oh, good. I don’t want to go back", I yawned.

He didn’t reply, only smiling softly.

After taking a few minutes to wake up, Christian handed me my clothes.

"Here, get dressed. I want to go through the details of the project you’ll be working on...If you want, of course, no pressure."

"Oh yes, I’d love to hear more. Once second!"

I climbed out of bed and quickly got dressed, ensuring that everything appeared as it did when I first arrived here this morning.

Christian watched me get dressed. "Mmm, I should have left a few more marks on your body."

I looked down at myself, noticing the still prominent red spots all over my abdomen.

"You really want to get me in trouble, don’t you?" I looked at him, shaking my head with a smile, "How am I ever going to explain to my sister that I’ve been hooking up with her precious fiancé ever since her engagement?"

"She doesn’t seem to like you much", said Christian.

I laughed, "God no! In fact, she loathes me. I’ve lost count of how many times she’s told me to stay away from you!"

Christian grinned, "Maybe I should tell on you. ’Dearest future wife, your sister, Leslie, has me under her spell. I find myself climbing into her bed to ravage her all night."

"Oh my god, she would lose it. She already said I have a demonic body or whatever, so if you told her that, she might just accuse me of being a witch and burning me at the stake."

Christian’s eyes darkened, but not in the usual way. This time, they were cold and dangerous.

"She wouldn’t dare."