Love Bites in the Corner Office

The moment I stepped into the dimly lit conference room turned party space, my eyes locked on her. Elena Voss, my strict boss, stood by the bar in a tight black dress that hugged her curves like a second skin, her dark hair pinned up with a few rebellious strands framing her sharp face. The air crackled with tension between us from day one—her snapping orders, me biting back just enough to see that flicker in her eyes. Tonight, with the office buzzing from too much free champagne, that tension felt electric, dangerous.

"Mark, you're late," she said, voice low and clipped as she cornered me near the coat rack, away from the cluster of laughing colleagues. Her perfume—something spicy and expensive—hit me hard. "Trying to avoid me?"

"Not at all, Ms. Voss." I grinned, but my pulse hammered. "Just didn't want to waste your time."

She sipped her drink, eyes narrowing. "Good. Because I've been watching you all week. That report you turned in? Impressive. But you need to learn... discipline."

Her words hung there, heavy with something far from professional. The party noise faded as she stepped closer, her breath warm against my ear.

"Follow me," she whispered. "Now."

We slipped into her corner office, the door clicking shut behind us. The city lights twinkled through the glass walls, but she didn't bother with blinds. Elena pushed me against her desk, her hands already yanking at my tie.

"I've wanted to fuck you since your interview," she confessed, voice husky. "That cocky smile. Those broad shoulders. On your knees, Mark. Show me what that mouth can do."

I dropped fast, heart racing. She hiked up her dress—no panties, just smooth, shaved pussy already glistening. I buried my face between her thighs, tongue sliding up her slit, tasting her tangy wetness. She moaned, fingers tangling in my hair.

"Fuck, yes... lick my clit harder. Like that—oh shit, you're good."

Her hips bucked against my mouth as I sucked her swollen clit, two fingers pumping into her tight cunt. She was dripping, coating my chin, her strict facade cracking into raw need. "Don't stop, you dirty boy. Make your boss cum."

She shattered fast, thighs clamping my head, a sharp cry escaping as her pussy clenched around my fingers. Juices flooded my tongue. Before I could catch my breath, she hauled me up, spinning me so my ass pressed the desk.

Her hands freed my throbbing cock, thick and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. "Look at this big dick. All mine tonight." She stroked me rough, then dropped to suck me deep. Her lips stretched wide, throat taking every inch in wet, slurping strokes. Gagging sounds filled the room as she deepthroated me, saliva dripping down my balls.

"Goddamn, Elena... your mouth feels incredible. Suck it harder—fuck!"

She popped off, strings of spit connecting us. "Bend me over. Fuck me like you mean it."

I didn't hesitate. She braced on the desk, ass up, that juicy round butt begging. I slammed into her pussy from behind in one thrust, her walls hot and slick, gripping me like a vice. The wet slap of skin echoed as I pounded deep, balls smacking her clit.

"Yes! Harder, Mark—fuck your boss's cunt. Make it yours."

I gripped her hips, railing her fast, her tits bouncing free from the dress. She reached back, spreading her ass cheeks, begging for more. I spanked her firm ass, leaving red handprints that made her moan louder.

Switching it up, I pulled out and sat in her leather chair, yanking her onto my lap facing me. She sank down on my cock again, riding me wild, her slick pussy swallowing every inch. Our mouths crashed together in messy kisses, tongues battling as she ground her clit against me.

"Bite me," she gasped suddenly, head tilting to expose her neck. "Mark me. I want your love bites where everyone can see tomorrow."

The category burned in my mind as I latched onto her throat, sucking hard while I thrust up into her. She cried out, pussy fluttering around my dick. I bit down just enough to sting, leaving dark hickeys blooming on her pale skin—one on her neck, another on her collarbone, a third right above her left tit. Each mark made her wetter, wilder.

"Fuck, I love feeling your teeth... don't stop. Claim me."

Her riding grew frantic, tits in my face. I sucked a nipple, biting lightly there too, adding to the trail of love bites down her chest. She was losing it, nails raking my shoulders.

"I'm gonna cum again—fill me up, Mark. Cum in my pussy!"

Her walls spasmed tight, milking me as she squirted a little, soaking my thighs. I couldn't hold back. With a growl, I thrust deep and exploded, thick ropes of cum flooding her cunt, leaking out around my shaft as she kept grinding through her orgasm.

We panted together, bodies slick with sweat, my mouth still brushing those fresh marks. She traced one on her neck with a fingertip, smiling wickedly.

"These love bites... they'll be under my collar all week. Every time I feel them, I'll remember how you fucked me raw at the office party." She kissed me slow, then whispered, "Round two in the elevator?"

I laughed breathlessly. "Whatever you command, boss."

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