Parting Gift

Bella Rolland walks in like any other Friday, the last day of her internship, heels clicking on the polished floor. She wears a fitted blouse and a short skirt that sits just right. Mr. Kovalev sits at his desk, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, and Bella can feel the air change when he glances at her. She steps closer, lets her fingers rest on the edge of the desk. Her crush has simmered too long. No speech, just a quiet ask if there’s anything she can give him before she leaves. He watches her for a beat, then nods. The first thing that comes off is her blouse. She frees it slowly, buttons loosening one by one, and the fabric slips down her shoulders. No rush. Markus keeps his eyes on every inch. She reaches back, unhooks her bra, and lets her breasts come free. The room feels warmer. He stands. Hands slide along her waist, down to the curve of her ass, squeezing until she exhales. He turns her, bends her over the desk. The skirt pushes up, panties pushed aside. Two fingers slide through the slick already waiting there. Bella’s breath hitches when he presses one slick fingertip to her asshole, circles, presses in. He opens her carefully. One finger, then two, slow and steady until her hips rock back on their own. When she’s soft enough he frees his cock and lines up. The first push is thick and slow. Bella bites her lip, takes it, feels the stretch build. He fucks her in measured strokes, letting her adjust, then deeper. The rhythm stays unhurried. He fucks her ass, pulls out to let her taste him, cock sliding past her tongue, deep enough to make her throat tighten. She sucks him clean, saliva dripping, then turns so he can push back inside. Ass to mouth, again and again, each time leaving her wetter. When he finally comes he stays deep, filling her. The thick warmth spreads, pulses, and she feels every drop. She stays bent over, breathing hard, ass still clenching around him. The creampie leaks slow when he pulls free, a quiet, final gift on her last day. 2019.