“Why don’t we seal this deal and get my life back on track?” Ash asked.
He ground his dick into her and Kallie let out an involuntary moan.
“It isn’t ... um ... professional,” she said.
Ash’s forehead fell to hers and she could smell his breath. Breathe the air he puffed from his lips. He smelled of coffee and cinnamon. Vanilla creamer and the musk of the city.
But he didn’t smell like alcohol.
Not like he had over the weekend.
“Was it ever professional for either of us?” Ash asked.
“It always is for me,” Kallie said, her head falling back to meet his gaze.
“Then tell me ‘no.’”
But that was the problem. Kallie had told Ash “no” so many times. But she would never be able to tell him “no” when it came to this.
So she tugged on the collar of his suit coat until his lips connected with hers.
Kallie couldn’t resist him. He was too flirty and too fun, and much too powerful for her to resist. His allure. His passion to change his life. His passion for her. It was all too much, and it swirled around her head as his tongue plunged into her mouth. Her lips smashed against his as her arms threaded around his neck, and she jumped to wrap her legs around him. His hands cupped her ass and she groaned down his throat. Raked her tongue along the insides of his cheeks so she could taste all of him.
“Kallie,” he said breathlessly. “Holy fuck, I’ve missed you.”
She’d missed him too. She’d never admit it out loud. She’d never give him the satisfaction. But every time she closed her eyes, she dreamed of this. Of feeling him again and tasting him again and bleeding her body into his again. He moved her from the wall and she felt her ass settle onto the edge of the desk. Then little by little, she began to remove his clothing.
His jacket slipped to the floor and she untucked his shirt. She slid it over his head, watching as his torso came into view. The divot of his chest. The rings of his abs. The beautiful curving lines that disappeared behind his tailored trousers. She ran her fingers along every single line while his hands undressed her. Pulled her top from her body and unsnapped her bra. Freed her tits as his hands sank into her excess.
Kallie couldn’t keep her hands off him. She rolled his pants down the slope of his ass and freed his throbbing cock. She watched it leak. Thin strands of cum that dripped from his tip and slid to the floor. His lips fell to her shoulder and her head fell to the side. She moaned. Gasped. Groaned as he nibbled against her skin. Drew marks upon her body. Painted a picture only Ash could paint on her skin.
“I need you, Kallie,” Ash said.
But she didn’t know how to respond to that. All she wanted was to feel him inside of her.
So she would allow it. Then after that, things could go back to being professional.
She hoped.
Chapter 13
Ash
Gripping her hips, Ash pulled her naked body toward the edge of her desk. She smelled divine. Just like the phantom smells that wafted around his head in his dreams. He ached to be inside her. To feel her warmth and tightness surrounding him again. He watched Kallie lean back onto her hands and support herself as he slicked his cock in her juices. He teased her clit with his cock’s head, watching her white streaks of arousal coat his skin. His toes curled at the mere sensation of it. The way her warmth dripped around him.
Fuck.
He was about to have the love of his life again.
He slid into her, watching as her pussy swallowed him down. His hips sank to hers and he watched the ecstasy pour over her features. He gripped her hips. Pulled her closer to him until her legs were wrapped around his waist. He felt every part of her again, like he did in his dreams. That beautiful sensation he’d tried to drink away was now his for the taking, and he wasn’t going to spoil a second of it.
He pulled back and slammed into her, watching her bare tits jump for him. Her curves. Her waist. Her thighs. They all jiggled at his demand. He pulled back and did it again, memorizing every way her body sang for him. She pushed herself off the desk and threw herself into his arms, and he caught her as if he were always meant to be there for her. He picked her up and fisted her ass, feeling her soft muscles twitch at his touch. He pressed her against the wall like he did the last time they were in here, and he ground into her. Rolled into her. Slid against her walls and grew thick between her thighs.
“Ash. You feel so good.”
Her voice in his ear ignited a fire in his gut. A fire that raged until his heart was encompassed. He threaded their fingers together and pinned her hands above her head, stilling her motions and exposing him to her. His lips danced along her skin, kissing her neck and her shoulders. She whispered sweet nothings into his ear. Pulled him deeper as she dug her heels into the small of his naked back. He found her nipples, engorged and pulsing, and he wrapped his lips around them to tease them. Lick them. Nibble on them until Kallie was nothing but a panting, heaving mess.
“My Pretty Kallie,” Ash said with a whisper. “How I’ve missed you.”