Alright, This chapter has been on the way since yesterday. It took quite a while to finish, but I'm pretty satisfied with it.

WARNING! VERY MUCH NSFW. Explicit content ahead, read at your own risk. (Mainly on my AO3, as FF does not allow GIFs.)

As they entered his apartment, Roland wasted no time in pushing her back against the wall, kissing her deeply and passionately. Elle responded in kind, tangling her fingers in his curly hair, pulling him closer, whimpering softly, making him growl in response.

"Such a responsive little pet you are," he crooned against her lips.

Then he spun her around, pushing her face first against the wall, his hands roaming her body hotly. She couldn't help but moan, almost losing her head completely.

"Do you remember your safe word?" He enquired gently.

She nodded hastily, licking her lips.

"And? What is it?" He persisted.

"Avocado," she answered.

"Good girl." He began to manipulate her blouse, lifting it slowly, to gain access to her breasts, pushing her bra out of his way.

"I spent the entire fucking day craving you, I'm achingly hard for you, do you feel it?" His voice was low, almost dangerous.

He rolled his pelvis, his erection rubbing sensually against her buttocks. She gave another moan, splaying her hands on the wall beside her head.

"Do you know what I'm going to fucking do to you? It is going to be a very long night for you, baby girl."

Elle gasped, her heart stuttering, as his words sank in. She gave a small smile, feeling her body tingle at the suggestions in his words. He had barely touched her, but as usual, she was already teetering on the edge of madness. The effect he had on her body would never cease to amaze her.

Suddenly he dragged her through the door, entering the sitting room. She barely had time to register that he had pulled her down on the sofa, making her lay face down across his lap, hiking up her skirt, exposing her ass to his view. Her face was buried in an oversized fancy pillow, and she had to adjust her position so she could breathe. Roland didn't seem to notice, he was captivated with her body. She felt his warm hands caress her buttocks, and she moaned instinctively, her fingers clutching onto the pillow beneath her face. He strayed lower, and sought out her already drenched felt him prod and manipulate the soft flesh, almost entering her with his fingers, teasing her.

He grazed her clit a few times, before moving on. Suddenly he slapped her ass, leaving a sting behind, that he soothed with his warm hand. She gave a sharp cry, her body jolting at his ministrations.

He smacked her again, repeating the soothing caress. A hot flash shot straight to her core, and she couldn't help but buck against him, her hips writhing against his thighs. She could feel his rock hard erection prodding her side.

"You know you fucking deserved this, don't you, Elle?" He crooned, placing another smack.

She couldn't answer, she was already too far gone. The combination of his stinging slaps and then a warm hand melting it away was too good, and even though he had barely touched her pulsating core, she knew she could orgasm from this interaction alone.

"Are you going to fucking come for me, sweet girl? I see your fucking thighs trembling with need. Shall we see if I spank your delightful ass long enough, if it will make you climax right here in my lap?"

She grunted harshly, his words making a flash flood of heat pool in her nether regions. Another slap, and she thrashed around again.

"Tonight, baby girl, I am going to fucking devour you," he said, as he delivered another slap.

"I will make a meal out of you." Elle moaned and felt her muscles tense.

"You will quench my thirst, satisfy my fucking hunger for you," He smacked her again, this time a little harder.

"I will taste every fucking inch of your soft skin." She was panting now, her body had gone rigid with need. She was so close, the pressure and tightening was unbearable.

"I'm gonna taste that silky cunt of yours, lick you, drink you until you beg me to stop."

He peppered her ass with a series of smacks as he spoke, and she exploded quite forcefully, her pelvis rocking wildly as she convulsed in his lap, a strong climax rushing her system.

He was saying something, but she didn't hear, she was completely lost to the pleasure, a few moans and cries escaping her.

He rubbed her ass and gave a couple more smacks, making her jolt sharply, before he soothed her burning cheeks with his palms again.

"Well well," he said smoothly, and she could hear his smirk.

She hid her face in the pillow, as he dipped a single digit into her.

"Elle," he said in a calm voice.

"You are fucking drenched." He pushed in deeper, twisting his finger inside her, aiming for a certain spot, that made her groan.

"Your sweet little honeypot is deliciously wet. Is it for me, I wonder?"

She gritted her teeth, as she felt another gush. His words alone had her shivering. He tangled his fist in her hair, and pulled her head back, her back arching sharply, making her cry out, startled.

"I thought we had discussed this, I asked you a fucking question, pet," he hissed darkly.

"Yes," she gasped.

He smacked her ass again.

"That's what I thought," he growled.

He shifted her position, so she was straddling him, and then he kissed her deeply, caressing her body at the same time, his hands smoothing down her body. He removed her blouse, caressing her sides as he tugged it over her head, resuming the kiss as soon as it was possible. He found her breasts again, and squeezed them hungrily, moving the bra out of his way, his mouth searching out a nipple. He licked it gently, before pulling it into his mouth, suckling her deeply. She groaned at the feeling, her hips rolling into his, her bare cunt grazing his still clothed erection. She felt his chest rumble in response, and she sought out his waist coat, trying to open the buttons. She wanted access to his body, but he grabbed her wrists, and pinned them at the small of her back, keeping them secure with his one hand, keeping her from fulfilling her task. She growled in frustration, really needing to feel his skin beneath her questing fingers.

"Come now, kitten, we'll have none of that, or shall I have to fucking spank that attitude out of you?" He said huskily, nibbling at the underside of her breast, pinching her other nipple with his free hand.

He rocked his pelvis into her, making her groan again. He held her there for a long time, switching between her breasts, making her increasingly incoherent with need. Feeling like she had had enough, and frankly because he could no longer fucking wait, he moved his hand between their bodies, opening his belt and the placket of his trousers. He had his cock out and was entering her slowly before she could prepare fully for his penetration. He groaned as he filled her, feeling her hotness enveloping him. She threw her head back at the feeling of his thick shaft rubbing along her walls, as he pushed in all the way. He began to fuck her in slow deep thrusts, their pelvises crashing together forcefully.

He held her close and kept her arms pinned behind her back, as he began to lead her hips in the way he wanted her to move against him. He expertly lifted her up, so his cock left her body, before he pushed her back down, entering her deeply again.

"Do you fucking realise how close I was to fucking you at the office today?" He growled, their lips inches apart.

She whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut, her brows furrowed. He gave her a deep thrust and slapped her ass at the same time.

"That was a question," he admonished, darkly.

"No," she answered, breathlessly, her mind quite distracted by his movements inside her body.

"I almost took you right against the copier. I would have too, if you hadn't been in such dire need of a good punishment. Then in my office, when you were on the brink of oblivion, I could have fucked you right on my desk. Simply lift up your skirt and penetrate you. Fuck you so hard that you would have left my desk in a state of dissaray. I couldn't care less, as long as I got to plunge into your sweet little pussy."

His words made her shudder and she felt herself on the edge as she envisioned herself being taken against his desk. It didn't take much before she was pitched into another orgasm. As she came, he kissed her deeply, holding her close, he sped up the movements of his hips. It was too much for her, and she had to release his mouth, as she gave a piercing cry, her body thrown into another release only a few moments after the first. She had barely returned to earth, when she stiffened, when she suddenly felt him place his finger against her back entrance, making her muscles tighten sharply. He groaned, giving an uneven thrust into her.

"Relax, darling. I won't hurt you," He said softly, only rubbing small circles into her tightly clenched ass.

She waited on tenterhooks, but when he didn't push the digit further into her, she began to relax, and had to admit the pressure was quite delicious, as he kept up his thrusts into her.

"Does it feel good?" He crooned, massaging her rear entrance hotly.

She nodded silently, licking her lips in anticipation.

"Do you want me to continue? It won't hurt, I promise. It is quite pleasurable, when done right," he murmured, as he began to nibble at her throat. Elle gave a single nod, and Roland retracted his hand. He then sensually licked it right in front of her face, making it wet with his saliva. He then replaced it at her ass, and slowly pushed. She couldn't help but gasp, as he slowly entered her second hole. It was a tender sensation, the area not used to it.

He didn't go too deep, and kept his finger steady as he began to thrust into her more forcefully. She leaned forward, feeling his ministrations doing exactly what he had promised. She couldn't help but moan, as he relentlessly pushed her into another orgasm. She could feel herself squeezing his finger and cock at the same time, and she found it quite erotic. He didn't stop what he was doing, and it only took her a couple of minutes to reach another peak.

She was curled up against him, her face buried in his shoulder. He stopped thrusting, removed his finger from her ass, and soothed her trembling form with his hands.

As she came down, he tapped her thigh gently, indicating that she should get up, and she managed to clamber gracelessly out of his lap. She stood before him, as he too got to his feet. She gulped, when he began to undress in front of her, his body coming into view, one garment at a time. Then he removed the rest of her clothes, leaving them both completely naked. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed fiercely, holding her close. She ran her hands down his body, finally getting to feel him. She groaned in satisfaction, though her joy was short lived. He turned her around, facing the sofa, and then bent her forward, easily entering her again, making her moan softly.

He held her in place as he began a slow rhythm into her body, penetrating almost all the way. Elle was swiftly becoming incoherent, and she did her best to hold onto her senses. Roland pushed her further onto the sofa, making her chest lean on the back support. He grabbed her arms, and pinned them at the small of her back. Then he began to thrust hard into her. She cried out at every deep thrust, his cock bottoming out within her. Any hope she had of keeping her sanity was lost, as he easily brought her to a strong orgasm, making her cry out in a long moan, the sound getting lost into the pillows.

He growled softly, and leaned in over her, keeping the pace, even though her insides were clenching him hard. He grabbed her by the throat with his free hand, and held onto her, as he fucked her hard, her body jolted sharply with every thrust.

"Scream for me, Elle," he commanded, pulling her body back against his, grunting every time his pelvis slapped hard against her ass. She groaned, barely coherent as he swiftly and efficiently brought her closer to another climax.

"Your moans feed me, darling, but your screams are nourishment for my fucking soul." He was panting as he sensed her insides seize up around him again.

"Now feed me," he said darkly, giving her the final push, making her orgasm hard, her feral scream only slightly muffled by the pillows on the backrest of the couch. Her inner muscles spasmed so hard, resulting in his cock being pushed out of her body. He groaned and replaced himself, plunging back into her, resuming his thrusts eagerly.

"Thank you, pet" he grunted, straightening up, but never stopping his movements into her body.

She whimpered softly in response and he began to push his finger into her ass again, and she groaned deeply, her face buried in the pillows, fingers clutching on for dear life, as she was pounded from behind. Roland was swiftly approaching his own release, and he suddenly shifted position. Staying inside her, he pulled them both down onto the couch. He had to pull out temporarily, so he could scoot backwards, allowing Elle more space to lie in front of him. He was now spooning her, and he placed an arm around her waist, and swiveled his hips hard, lodging himself deep inside her again. He began to fuck her at a steady pace, his hand coming up to grasp her cheek, holding her close as he moved against her. She lifted her leg to give him more room, and he mirrored her, now able to thrust deeply into her.

She almost came again, but he kept the pace just a tad too slow for her to sign the deal, and she gave a frustrated sigh, as she felt her orgasm disappear again.

"Do you want to come, kitten?" He asked her breathlessly, and she nodded in answer.

"Tell me."

She groaned, still feeling too shy to actually ask for it.

"Say it, Elle. I will oblige you, I promise," he added, crooning softly, and licking her pulse.

She bit her lip, and closed her eyes.

He slowed down even more, almost stopping completely.

She gave another frustrated groan.

"Roland, please don't stop," she whispered.

"Then tell me what you want, pet," he countered darkly.

She took a few deep breaths, before she said the words.

"Please, make me come," she finally said softly.

"You need a lesson in manners, kitten," he crooned, not increasing the tempo just yet.

"Please, make me come…. What?" He added darkly.

"...S-sir?" She tried, not sure what he was after.

"Yes, now put it together," he said, holding her closer still.

"Please, make me come… Sir," she said.

Barely had the words left her lips, before he began to thrust faster, making her keen loudly. He placed a hand on her clit, and began to circle it in rhythm with his deep thrusts, and she grew rigid instantly, almost immediately thrown into the abyss.

Roland increased the pace, fucking her hard and fast now, holding her close, as she screamed her release to the room. He kept going, allowing her to orgasm moments after. She was thrashing wildly against him, her body losing control as she was submerged in pleasure almost too sharp for her to handle.

He held onto her breast as he began to pound har into her, sending her reeling. It was almost too much, she couldn't handle it, and she screamed again, convulsing violently against his chest.

Then he rolled her onto her stomach, and began to pound her hard, feeling his own orgasm coming in fast now. She was howling into the pillows, her entire body aflame with intense pleasure as he bottomed out deep within her, almost shifting her cervix around in his eagerness. Elle didn't know what to do with herself as she yet again was thrown into oblivion, completely unable to control her voice or body, and she scrambled to find her sanity as Roland was hastily dismantling her from the inside out.

He grunted harshly as he finally erupted deep inside her, and he gave a few last hard thrusts into her, his seed spilling deeply. Then he slumped on top of her, breathing harshly. Just then he realised they were both covered in sweat. He pulled out from her body, and she groaned into the couch pillow. He noticed some of his seed spill as he extracted himself, because she was still twitching somewhat.

She was panting and wheezing. He chuckled as she seemed to try and collect herself. He easily flipped her over so she was on her back, and he kissed her deeply,his hands finding her breasts. He pinched her nipples semi hard, making her jump at the feeling.

"You think we are done yet, sweet girl?" He said smoothly.

He chuckled again when her eyes went wide, and then began to move down her body, soon level with her hot core. He noted she was flushed a deep red, her nether regions puffy and hot. Then he captured her clit in his mouth, giving it a deep pull.

"Oh my god, Roland!" She cried, her body shuddering wildly, so he had to hold in place.

He licked her all the way up to her clit, pushing down on the stiff bundle of nerves simultaneously.

She gave another cry, her body curling in upon itself, and she felt herself almost instantly at the edge. She was sure he was trying to actually kill her, but at the moment she couldn't care less. She needed to come badly. She was thrashing about violently, and he found her hands, lacing their fingers together, just as he tipped her into a strong orgasm. She squeezed his fingers hard as she rode out the climax.

Roland didn't let go of her, but merely continued to lazily lick and suckle at her tender flesh, and she was panting and almost sobbing with need, but she was almost too sensitive by now. She tried to pull away, but he held her in place, not allowing her to escape.

"No kitten," he murmured into her hot and sticky core.

"You asked me to make you come, so this is precisely what I am going to do."

He resumed eagerly, finding her engorged clit, swirling his tongue around it a few times, before suckling it deeply, releasing it with a pop.

"It's too much!" She cried, writhing and wriggling. It was no use, he continued until she could no longer resist, her body now chasing down another orgasm. She tried to push against him, eager for more friction, but he didn't relent, he held her fast, ever so slowly extracting another climax from her. She screamed loudly, her throat raw from her earlier screams, and she jack-knifed, her upper body lifting violently off the sofa, before crashing back down. Still he wasn't done with her. She sobbed as he expertly guided her to another release, her body convulsing violently beneath his caressing tongue.

"Stop!" She cried, her hands grabbing a hold of his head, trying to pull him closer even so.

He ignored her, sensing her need for more.

He chuckled into her throbbing cunt. The sound told her, she was in for a long and bumpy ride. She whimpered as a thrill ran down her spine. He was definitely not done with her yet. Just then, he slowly entered a finger into her ass again, and she arched off the couch as he sent her reeling once again, his talented tongue dancing across her pulsating clit.

What on earth had she gotten herself into?

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-Pancakes