“What’s up?” she asked, her voice husky.
“I’ve got to get out of here, it’s not a good time.”
She stepped from the darkness into the light of the office. I leaned against the desk, willing her to come closer. Her hips swayed as she walked into the room. Her nipples strained against the fabric of her t-shirt. She was heaven wrapped in a tasty package, and longing for her throbbed through my body.
She locked the door, then didn’t stop until she was in front of me, her face turned toward me, her body pressing against mine. The scent of her muddled my scenes. I’m not sure if she kissed me or I kissed her but our lips crushed together in a rush of heat. Her kiss hit me harder than anything in this world had ever done before. Sweet and bitter and harsh, all mixed into one. It went beyond the physical and ripped into my soul.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, until I was sure her lips would be imprinted on mine forever. She broke the kiss, moaning softly, but her body didn’t leave mine.
I picked her up and sat her on the desk, kissing her again and again.
My kisses ran from her mouth, down her neck as she moaned softly, the vibrations of her breath tickling my ears. She shrugged off her jacket as her legs wrapped around me. As I kissed her, I moved my hands under her, raising her to me. I wanted to explore every inch of her body, possessing her completely.
She laughed, softly, as though the pleasure in her bubbled over.
I slowly raised her t-shirt over her head, revealing the nakedness underneath. Those nipples, so hard and tempting, I wanted them in my mouth. Fighting my own urges, I tried to tease her gently but the lust in me took over.
Her back arched toward me as I took her nipple between my teeth, her moans increasingly louder. With each sob of delight, I sucked harder. The way she lost control was a glorious thing. There was no hesitation, no thought at all, just an overwhelming need for the pleasure I gave her.
My hand moved under her skirt. Her thighs were sticky with desire. I needed to get her panties off. No barrier should ever stand between me and that sweetness.
As though reading my mind, she wiggled free of them. I moved back, spreading her legs and taking in the sight she offered me. I ran my fingers along her lips, spreading the wetness over the smooth, bare flesh, while my cock almost burst through the le
ather of my pants.
When I squirmed my fingers inside her, she pulled my hair, gasping aloud. Her gaze never left mine. It goaded me on. I rubbed my thumb against her clit making her buck so hard, she almost jolted off the desk. The fire between us burnt out of control, all barriers broken away.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” she moaned, her mouth against my ear.
I pressed harder against her, pumping my fingers into her. She clenched me inside, so tight, so very tight. If she hadn’t been so wet, I’d have never been able to move inside her. She bucked hard, drawing me in, her fingers twisting tighter in my hair. There was not a particle of control left in her. She was on the edge of coming, about to fall, when I removed my fingers.
“NO!” she screamed.
Her face twisted with need.
Fuck, I wanted to take her, pump my cock inside her. The need almost overwhelmed me but I had to control myself. This had to be about her, not me. I pushed her back and caressed her knees as I lowered my face between her thighs, breathing in the musk of her sex, so wet and swollen.
Then I softly lapped her with my tongue. Moving from her thighs to her centre.
“Please, please,” she sobbed.
I ignored her clit as I toyed with her lips, sucking and licking her into a frenzy. She’d be mine, she’d be mine forever after this. My tongue probed inside her, as she raised her hips to me.
Dee become one hot mess, pleading with me to fuck her. I liked her like that. I liked her sliding around on the desk, out of control and so responsive to my touch.
Unable to tease any longer, I moved my mouth to her clit, gently sucking on that swollen nub. The sensation shot through her like an electric shock, jolting her off the desk as she screamed with pleasure.
Her body squirmed and she almost yanked handfuls of hair from my head. The hair-pulling just made me work her more.
As I drew her into my mouth, she went rigid. She screamed out, no words, just immense pleasure. The orgasm hit and I wrapped my arms around her waist to centre her, working my tongue so she rode the aftershocks. When she finally relaxed, I kissed her stomach in tiny nibbles wanting to get every groan out of her body. Those little noises were the greatest music I’d ever made.
“I need you to fuck me,” she said.
I grinned at her, keeping eye contact as I undid my pants. Hell yeah, I didn’t need to be told twice. She was so beautiful, her face glowing, her eyes heavy with lust. Her lipstick had smeared and eyeliner ran down her cheeks but she was more gorgeous like that than any woman I’d ever met.
When I freed my cock, she bent forward, stroking it softly. I could lose my mind with the gentleness of her touch, aching for so much more but not wanting her to stop. I wanted to bury myself balls deep inside her but, even more, I wanted to prolong this moment. I wanted her to look at me like that forever.
I couldn’t believe that she’d come to me like this, so willing and eager. She was an angel and her body was the only place I’d find absolution.