Boss’s office. Door clicks shut. Maïté’s eyes gleam, half-ashamed, half-wild. Heart hammers in my chest. She’s in lingerie—black lace hugging her curves, nipples hard against silk. Skin flushes hot. She strips slow, teasing. My cock throbs, straining zipper. Pulse races. She drops to knees? No, first she circles me, fingers trail my shirt. Heat builds. Sweat beads on her cleavage. I hand her the belt—kevlar weave, unbreakable. But she ignores it. Grabs my belt instead. Yanks open. Cock springs free, veins pulsing. Her breath hot on tip. Lips part. Tongue flicks. Desire surges, raw, animal. She strokes slow, eyes locked. ‘Test without net,’ she whispers. Fucks the air with her gaze. My hands itch to grab. Urgency claws inside. She turns, bends over desk. Ass cheeks spread wide, pink slit glistening. Heart pounds like a drum. I step close, cockhead brushes her heat. She moans, arches. Skin on skin—electric. But she twists away, teasing. Breath ragged. Fever peaks. She wants it dangerous.
She spins back, mouth engulfs me. Wet heat swallows deep. Suction pulls, tongue swirls shaft. Gags soft, saliva drips. Hands cup balls, squeeze. I grip her hair, thrust hips. Rhythm builds—savage, urgent. Her cheeks hollow, eyes water. Pulse thunders in ears. Sweat slicks our bodies. She pops off, strokes furious. ‘Fuck me raw,’ she begs. Turns again, fesses high. I slam forward—cock slides thighs, grazes lips. She grinds back, clit rubs length. No entry. Tease torture. Leg up on chair, other on desk. Exposed, dripping. I probe, desperate. She slips free, laughs low. Heat consumes. Cock aches, pre-cum smears her skin. She fingers herself, moans loud. ‘Deeper angles,’ she pants. I rut like beast, skin slapping. Urgency blinds. Possession demands all. She controls, denies core. Madness edges in.
The Fever
Finally, belt on. Straps hug hips, lock pussy, ass tight. She bends, offers. ‘Break it,’ she taunts. I grip hips, thrust hard. Cock bounces off kevlar. Impenetrable. Try angles—subtle, brutal. Nothing yields. Her laughter rings. Defeat burns. Then mercy. Kneels again. Mouth takes me whole. Hands pump base, finger teases ass. Spasm builds from gut. She sucks harder, throat milks. I erupt—jets flood her mouth. She swallows, milks dry. Body shakes, knees buckle. Euphoria crashes. But twist: belt jams. Won’t unlock. Panic flashes her eyes. Tugs frantic, skin reddens. ‘Fix it!’ she hisses. Tools far. Door could open any second. Rage twists pretty face. Heart still races, but now hers. Skin fever-hot, marked by my grip. I watch her squirm—revenge sweet. Video captures it all: suck, tease, trap. Her ashes scatter in my player. Unique thrill lingers, cock twitches replay.