“God, you’re sexy.”
I lean back in the chair, watching her grind on me. Her shirt lies forgotten on the floor, her bare skin glowing in the sunlight pouring in through the tall windows of my office.
She’s a vision, and my pulse pounds as I gaze at her, from the flush across her cheeks to the way her hair spills over her shoulders. I can’t resist reaching up and scooping her full, perfect breasts into my hands, teasing her pink nipples.
She shifts slightly, her legs tightening around me, and I catch the teasing smile on her lips. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
“Lean closer,” I say.
She does, pressing her chest against mine, her hands sliding up to cup my face. Her scent surrounds me, clean and soft, and when her breath brushes my neck, I feel like I’m about to lose control.
My lips find her collarbone, skimming along her skin, while my hands move to her waist.
“Do you have any idea how bad I want you?” I ask. “The way you look right now is enough to drive me insane.”
“I’m very quickly getting the idea.”
I reach down, hooking my thumb into the waistband of her white panties and pulling them down. She’s glistening and all I want to do is taste her.
Her breath catches, her fingers tightening slightly in my hair, and I can’t help the grin that tugs at my lips. My hands trail up her back, exploring every inch of her, the warmth of her skin beneath my palms setting me on fire.
When my hands move to cup her breasts one more time, her soft moan snaps my restraint.
“You’re perfect,” I say as I brush my thumbs over her hardened nipples. I tease her, circling slowly, watching as her lips part, feeling her hips pressing into mine.
When her head tips back I don’t wait. I lean forward, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, my tongue flicking and circling until she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Samuel…”
I place my hand between her thighs again, my fingers finding her slick and hot. She moans, the sound music to my ears.
“You’re so wet for me,” I mutter, satisfied. I start a slow, deliberate rhythm, my fingers stroking her in perfect time with the movements of her hips.
I’ve already made her come this way, but damn, I can’t resist doing it again. Watching her shatter with pleasure from just the movements of my hand, watching her buck and moan… it’s fucking delicious.
Her hands tighten in my hair, her breaths coming faster, soft moans escaping her lips. She’s falling apart in my lap, and I can’t get enough.
I grip her hip with my free hand, digging my fingertips into the soft, ripe flesh.
“Come for me. Now.”
Her body tenses, her head falling back as her lips part in a cry. I feel her shatter, her body trembling against mine as the waves of her release wash over her.
She’s breathtaking, completely undone, and all mine.
I bring my lips to her neck again, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses up to her mouth.
She’s still catching her breath, her body soft and pliant against me. Her eyes open, wide and filled with heat. With her still in my lap, I can’t wait any longer.
My hands grip her waist as I lift her effortlessly, her soft gasp brushing against my ear. I turn and slide my papers off with a sweep of my arm, paying them no heed, then set her on the edge of my desk.
All I can see is her, the way she leans back slightly, her legs parted, her flushed skin glowing under the warm light. I take in the sight of her glazed, pink slit, her lips shining with her arousal.
The way this woman makes me feel is like nothing I’ve ever known.
The sight of her like this drives me to the brink, and I move closer, my hands sliding up her thighs, savoring the warmth of her skin. Her breaths come quicker, her chest rising and falling as she watches me with wide eyes.
I kneel in front of her, gripping her thighs firmly, pulling her closer to the edge of the desk. She parts her legs and my mouth moves in without hesitation.
The first touch of my tongue draws a sharp intake of breath from her, her hands flying to my hair, gripping as I tease and stroke, kissing her inner thighs and moving in closer to her pussy.
“Samuel,” she gasps.
Her hips shift, instinctively seeking more, and I grip her thighs tighter, holding her exactly where I want her. I take my time, circling her clit with my tongue, moving slowly, letting her sweet-as-candy taste wash over my palate.
I could eat her out all day, listen to her moan, taste her juices.
I don’t stop, not when her legs begin to tremble, not when her fingers tighten in my hair, and certainly not when her cries grow louder.
“Just like that,” she moans. “Just… just like that.”
I slip a finger inside her, teasing her as I lick and suck. She’s shaking, getting closer and closer, her breaths growing more and more shallow.
Then it hits.
Her body tenses, her back arching off the desk, her release hitting her like a storm. The sound of her pleasure fills the room, echoing off the walls.
As she comes down, her body relaxing back against the desk, I press soft kisses to the inside of her thighs, trailing upward. I rise slowly, my lips never leaving her skin, savoring the taste of her as I move.
By the time I reach her mouth, her eyes are half-lidded, her breaths uneven, but her hands immediately pull me closer.
“You’re incredible.” I speak the words against her lips. My hands cup her face, tilting her head up so I can look into her eyes. “Every damn thing about you.”
She gives me a small, dazed smile, but before she can say anything, I capture her mouth in a deep, lingering kiss.
When I finally pull back, she’s watching me with the same heated gaze that’s been driving me crazy since the moment she walked into my life. I help her down from the desk, turning her gently to face it, my hands sliding over her hips as I press against her from behind.
The sight of her sticking that gorgeous, round ass out at me is about the most perfect thing I can imagine. She glances back over her shoulder, her cheeks still flushed, a sly, sexy little smile on her lips.
“What do you want?” I ask, taking position behind her.
“I want you to fuck me.”
I press her against the desk, her palms bracing on the surface, her breathing still uneven from her last release. Her back arches slightly, and the way her hips press into me makes my pulse hammer. My hands slide down to grip her waist, my fingers digging in just enough to let her know exactly who’s in control.
My cock tents my jeans, and I quickly undo my belt and zipper. I’m hard as hell, and when I take hold of my shaft, it feels like I’m gripping hot steel, precum beading at my end.
“Don’t move,” I say as I position myself behind her. Her breath hitches as I press the head of my cock against her. I slide in slowly, groaning at the tight heat that envelops me. “God, Erin,” I growl, my hands gripping her hips tighter as I sink in deeper. “You feel incredible.”
She moans, her fingers curling against the desk as she pushes back into me, her voice breathless. “Samuel… please.”
“Please what?” I sink myself all the way in, watching my thickness vanish inside her. She stretches out for me, gripping me in just the way I need. “Tell me what you want.”
Her head tips back, and she whimpers. “I want you. Deeper. Harder. Faster.”
My hands guide her hips as I thrust into her harder, faster, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. “You take me so damn well. You’re mine, Erin. Every inch of you.”
Her moans grow louder, her back arching further as I drive deeper into her. I raise a hand and bring it down onto her ass, swatting just hard enough. She gasps, bucking into me, yearning for another. I do it again, this time leaving a faint, red handprint on her ass.
“Say it,” I command, my hand sliding around. My fingers find her clit, circling it in time with my movements. “Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she gasps, her voice breaking as her body trembles. “Samuel, I’m all yours.”
“Damn right,” I growl, my free hand sliding up to grip her waist, holding her steady as I thrust deeper. I reach one hand up and capture her breast in my grasp as it sways back and forth from the force of my thrusts. Her moans turn into cries, and I know she’s close.
“You’re going to come for me again,” I tell her. “I want to feel it.”
“Samuel, I—”
Her entire body tenses, her hands clutching the desk as her release crashes over her. Her cries echo in the room as her pussy clenches around me, and the intensity of it pulls me under. A groan escapes from my throat, my thrusts growing erratic as my own release shatters through me, my body trembling against hers.
My cock pulses as I drain every last drop deep inside her. She pushes her ass against me, as if wanting to make sure I stay buried.
For a long moment, the only sound is our ragged breathing. My hands stay on her hips, holding her close as I try to steady myself. When I finally move, I press a kiss to the back of her neck before turning her around and lifting her into my arms.
The leather couch in the corner of the office is soft against my back as I collapse onto it with her in my lap. She curls against me, her head resting on my chest as my arms wrap around her. I press soft kisses against her temple, my fingers brushing lazily through her hair.
“You okay?” I ask.
She lifts her head, her lips curving into a soft smile. “Better than okay.”
I chuckle, my hand trailing down her back as I admit, “I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this way.”
Her smile is teasing, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest. “What, like a grumpy caveman with a soft side?”
I laugh. “Something like that.”
She leans up to kiss me, her lips lingering, soft and warm. When we pull back, her smile is brighter, and I know without a doubt that whatever this is between us, it’s only just beginning.
We stay tangled together, the world outside forgotten. For now, there’s only us, and that’s all that matters.
