“Fuck me. Make me come,” she begged.He could feel her fingers working her clit and he growled, wishing he could see it as well.“Spank me,” she...suddenly demanded.Caught up in the moment, he lifted his hand from her hip and gave her ass a smack. Once again, he was surprised by how much it excited him. Rough sex had never been something he found arousing.“Harder,” she demanded.He slapped her ass again, feeling the momentary sting in his palm from the force of the blow. The yelp that escaped her. ’ The super rummaged through the pile upon her desk extracting a worn ledger and fingered the pages. ‘Murdock,’ she muttered. ‘Nothing! That’s strange.’ She held the ledger up for Feake and he stared at the absent entry space. ‘Well, we’ll find her. Thank you.’ His car had heated up and his fingers were wet as he keyed ‘Sarah Murdock’ into his computer. In an instant he had the husband’s name, the car registration and description but no new address. ‘Shit’ he muttered glancing up at the. “For god’s sake” I shouted, but my words were muffledby the position I was in, my face pressed into theleather of the table, a hand on the back of my head andhis elbows pressing into my back keeping me fromstruggling. This was pure rape and I could do nothingabout it. I knew there was no-one else in the surgery.He grunted as he started to pick up his rhythm, anddespite my protests, my cunt responded to the unnaturalfeeling of a strong cock pistoning in and out of me. Istarted. Her knee landed on the loveseat beside his thigh, her hand on his chest. Kurt’s fingers slipped through her hair and pulled her mouth to his with a strength that melted her. His lips pressed to hers, and his tongue entered her mouth. His other hand covered her breast, and her nipple folded against his palm, shooting heat through her chest. She felt herself begin to suck on his tongue as his thumb and forefinger tugged her nipple, stretching it and sucking the air from her lungs.She raised her.