Chapter 4: From Pretend to the Real Thing

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Faced with that tempting body and Briana Lyson's velvety whisper, Nixon Walker couldn't hold back. He gave a low growl and pounced. A sharp cry broke from Briana. "Aah..." She had only known ordinary men. She had never met a man like Nixon. At first, it felt as if she were being split apart from head to toe. There was no pleasure, only pain. Her pained cries carried into the outer office. Finn Warth and Winona Zuniga traded shocked looks. What on earth was going on in there? Were they into sadomasochism? Finn reached for the door, but Winona shot him a glare. He slunk back to the conference table. Listening to those cries rolling out one after another, Finn dared not imagine what was happening. Was Nixon really that intense, to make someone scream like that? As Nixon drove into her hard, a satisfied grin spread across his face. A moment ago you were teasing me. Go on, tease me again. Briana's face twisted with pain. She had never felt anything like it, worse even than when she lost her virginity. Still, she did not tell Nixon to stop. Partly she feared their ruse would fall apart if they broke off now; partly she knew the pain would pass. Once her body caught up, the pleasure would come. So she chose to cry out rather than shove him away. Her fingers clutched the sheet so tightly she nearly tore it. Outside, Winona refused to let Finn peek, yet she herself nudged the office door open a sliver. She wanted to see with her own eyes what Nixon and Briana were doing, and why Briana's cries sounded so raw, nothing like normal moans. She peered through the crack and froze. My God, was that even human? He looked hung like a horse. Seeing Briana's face twisted and her white-knuckled grip on the sheet, Winona understood. It was because of what he was packing. Even a woman like Briana could barely take it. She swallowed hard. If it were me… wouldn't it blow my mind? The thought alone set her cheeks aflame. Shameless. How could she think such a thing? Still, she couldn't get that thing out of her head. Watching his wife stare, spellbound, Finn grew anxious. What was happening in there? Were Nixon and Briana really doing it? But if they were, why did she sound so wretched? What was up with that? Just as Finn rose to sneak a look, Winona's face went cold and she shut the door. "What? You want to ogle that woman with no clothes on?" At Winona's icy tone, Finn frantically waved his hands. "No, no, I wouldn't dare." Inside, they kept going. Bit by bit, Briana's body adjusted to Nixon. Her cries shifted from raw pain to a mix of pain and pleasure. That made the two outside itch with curiosity. Finn finally understood they were not playing at sadomasochism. Nixon was simply too strong, bringing Briana to the brink again and again. It went on for more than half an hour. Nixon had wanted to keep going, but when he noticed how late it had gotten, he changed his mind, quickened his pace, and brought Briana to climax once more. At the same time, he climaxed. Briana lay trembling on the bed, feeling as if she might pass out. It was exquisite, better than all her previous times put together. If circumstances had allowed, she would have let Nixon take her again, but it wasn't possible now, and she had reached her limit. At Briana's final, ringing cry, the tormented Finn and Winona both exhaled. Finally, it was over. In that moment, neither of them thought about Finn's affair with Briana. Both were wondering how Nixon had such unreal endurance. When they were finally done, Briana found a little strength. She grabbed a tissue from the nightstand, cleaned Nixon up, and murmured with a laugh, "You little devil, you nearly did me in." Nixon shrugged, a roguish smile on his lips. "Couldn't be helped. I had to prove it to the two outside the door." At that, Briana couldn't help laughing. "Get dressed and head out. We'll see each other again soon." They dressed quickly. Briana cast Nixon a tender, lingering glance, then opened the office door and walked out.

Chapter 4: From Pretend to the Real Thing

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