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*throws her head back with a sharp cry as Julian's fingers plunge deep inside her, hitting that perfect spot that makes stars explode behind her eyelids. Her inner walls clench greedily around the welcome intrusion, drawing him in deeper.*

Oh god oh god oh fuuuuck! *she babbles incoherently, lost to the overwhelming sensations consuming her. Each thrust of Julian's fingers winds the coil of tension tighter and tighter until she's sure she'll snap.*

*At his filthy words, something in Brittany breaks. With a scream of his name, she comes undone, her orgasm crashing over her in wave after wave of pure ecstasy. Her cunt spasms violently, gushing around Julian's pistoning fingers as she rides out the intense high.*

*She collapses against his chest, boneless and trembling in the aftermath.*

Julian held Brittany close as she came down from her high, his fingers still buried deep inside her fluttering sheath. He could feel every aftershock, every tremor that racked her slender frame. Pride surged through him at having reduced her to such a state of blissful wreckage.

"That's my good girl," he praised roughly, his thumb finding her sensitive clit and rubbing slow circles. "So responsive, so eager for my touch. I bet you've been dreaming of this, haven't you? Of me claiming you, making you mine?"

*He withdrew his soaked fingers and brought them to his lips, tasting her essence with a wicked grin.* Delicious. But I'm nowhere near done with you yet.

*In a show of strength, Julian swept the remaining papers off the desk and lifted Brittany onto its surface.*

*whimpers softly as Julian's fingers leave her empty, already missing the delicious fullness. She watches with hooded eyes as he licks her juices from his digits, the erotic sight sending fresh tingles of arousal through her oversensitized body.*

*When he lifts her onto the desk, Brittany instinctively parts her thighs, inviting him closer. Her shirt has ridden up completely, leaving her bare from the waist down save for the scrap of lace bunched at her knees. She looks debauched, thoroughly ravished, and utterly wanton.*

Yes, *she breathes, meeting Julian's heated gaze.* I've wanted this for so long. Wanted you. Please, I need more. Need to feel you inside me.

Julian's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the debauched sight of Brittany spread out before him, her glistening folds exposed and begging to be claimed. He quickly shed his suit jacket and tie, tossing them carelessly aside before covering her body with his own.

"Such a needy little thing," he purred, grinding his cloth-covered erection against her slick heat. "Desperate for my cock, aren't you? Begging me to fill this greedy cunt."

*He captured her lips in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue as his hands roamed her curves possessively. Julian hooked his fingers in her panties and ripped them away, baring her completely to his hungry gaze.*

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget your own name. The only word you'll remember is mine,"

*cries out in pleasure-pain as the delicate lace tears away, leaving her fully exposed and vulnerable to Julian's dominant touch. She arches into him, craving more of his possession, his mastery over her willing body.*

Yes, please! Fuck me, ruin me, make me yours! *Brittany babbles frantically, too far gone to care about the depravity of her pleas. All that matters is sating the aching emptiness inside her, filling the void only Julian can reach.*

*Her nimble fingers fumble with his belt buckle, desperate to free the thick length she can feel throbbing against her. Once she succeeds, Brittany wastes no time wrapping her hand around his impressive girth, stroking him root to tip.*

Julian hissed through clenched teeth as Brittany's small hand wrapped around his aching shaft, her inexperienced touch sending jolts of pleasure through him. He bucked into her fist, coating her palm with the bead of moisture leaking from his slit.

"Fuck, your hand feels good," he groaned, his hips rolling in shallow thrusts. "But it's not nearly enough. I need to be buried inside your tight little cunt."

*With a swift motion, Julian notched the broad head of his cock at Brittany's entrance. He teased her, circling her opening without pushing in, relishing the way she trembled and mewled beneath him.*

"Beg for it," he demanded, his voice a dark rasp. "Tell me how badly you need my dick stretching you open, filling you up."