Chapter 25
DRAKE
Work had been my refuge for as long as I could remember.
I'd stayed here this evening because I wanted to perfect the business plan for the second half of the year. I’d intended to go home just before Suze called.
After hearing her news, I dove right back into work, hoping it would help me take my mind off her situation.
I frowned, thinking I'd heard the elevator ding. There was no one left in the office; I checked hours ago. Had someone forgotten something?
"Who is it?" I asked as soon as I heard the doors open.
"Guess who?" Kimberly singsonged.
She was here. I couldn't believe it. She looked like a vision walking through my door.
"You didn't tell me you were done with girls' night."
"I wanted to surprise you here."
Getting up as she walked over to my desk, I reached out, pulling her closer. I'd been wrong. I didn't need work after all—I needed her.
I kissed her without any restraint, then drew my mouth down to her jaw, kissing under her ear where she always applied perfume. I'd forever associate the smell of honey with her.
"I want you, Kimberly," I whispered against her skin as I kissed her shoulder. "I need you."
I meant that in more than a sexual way. I craved her nearness, feeling her heartbeat under my hand while I cupped her breasts. I wanted to feel her breath on my skin.
Being with Kimberly went beyond satisfying a sexual need. She completed me in ways I didn't think was possible. I'd never thought this existed. She felt like she'd always been a part of me. I couldn't even remember how it was to exist before her.
"Drake." She arched her back, and it was the only invitation I needed.
Grabbing the hem of her sweater, I pulled it over her head. I reached for the button of her jeans at the same time as she did. She smiled, tilting her head to one side. I waited for her to unzip her pants before tugging them down.
“Wait, let me get rid of these shoes or I’ll topple over.” She stepped out of her heels, giggling. I yanked her jeans out of the way before straightening up.
I reached for the clasp between the cups, undoing it.
I loved it when she wore bras that opened in the front.
I pushed her against the desk. She sat on it, thighs spread wide.
I wanted her here on my desk so that every day when I walked in here, I had this image of her laid out for me, waiting for the pleasure I was about to give her.
I tilted forward, clasping my mouth around her nipple, rolling my tongue in a slow, lazy circle. I palmed her left breast, flattening my hand against it. The thrum of her heart coursed through me. She gasped, rocking back and forth, and I moved my tongue even faster.
"Oh God, Drake," she exclaimed.
I moved my mouth to her other breast and started the game again with slow, lazy licks before increasing the pace. I took my cues from her; the more she fidgeted, the slower I went. When she stilled completely, I knew it meant she was on edge, that she needed more.
"Pleaaaase."
Fuck. Hearing her beg for me was the biggest turn-on. This woman was here naked for me and begging for my touch.
"Spread out even more for me, Kimberly."
With a gasp, she parted her thighs wider. I drew my thumb over her panties. She dropped her head back, gasping again, and then leaned back on her elbows as if she couldn't possibly sit up straight while I worked her pussy. She knew the pleasure would be too much and needed to brace herself.
I undid my belt, freeing my cock, and gave it a good squeeze while I flicked my thumb over her clit.
I could make her come like this without even taking off her panties, but I needed the skin-on-skin contact.
It would make it even more intense for her.
Sitting in my chair as she planted her heels on the desk, I moved the patch of fabric to one side, pressed my tongue on her clit, putting my mouth level with her entrance, and then dipped my tongue inside.
"Oh my God, Drake," she exclaimed.
I kept licking her, all the while working her clit. Her thighs shook violently. She was so damn close. I stopped touching myself and used my hand to spread her thighs even wider, giving me better access. Then I took her clit between my lips and pushed two fingers inside her at once.
She came hard, thrashing around on my desk. A folder went over the edge with a loud thump. I didn't give a crap. The whole place could be on fire, and I'd still be here, mouth on her pussy, making her cry out.
"Drake!" she gasped as the muscles in her butt contracted and then loosened.
I took my fingers out of her, pressing my tongue against her with a much softer touch than before. I wanted her to come down from the wave before bringing her back up again.
"You’re amazing," she murmured. "How does this feel so good?"
"Because that's how everything is between us, Kimberly—fucking amazing." I kissed her torso and stopped between her breasts, making eye contact. "Everything with you is out-of-this-world good."
"I don't want this evening to end."
I didn't either. I wanted to lock this moment away and live in it.
"I need to be inside you, Kimberly," I said.
She licked her lips. "I'm yours. Any way you want me."
I straightened up, pulling her to the edge of the desk. "Are you comfortable?"
"Yes. Yes, I am." She put one hand on her breasts and brought the other one to her pussy. She was so hungry for me that she couldn't stop touching herself. The woman was so damn sexy.
I didn't even take my clothes off, just pushed my pants and boxers down and slipped on a condom. After hesitating for a moment, I unbuttoned only the top half of my shirt before pulling it over my head, then put it under her back. I was going to be rough, and I wanted her to be comfortable.
"Drake!" She pressed her fingers on herself.
Fuck! She's going to kill me.
I pushed in without warning, without restraint.
"Kimberly!" I grunted, pulling back and pushing in again and again and again. I held her ass tightly, kneading her cheeks as I thrust in and out. I couldn't get enough of her. This angle was insane, and watching her touch her clit was messing with my mind.
She was gorgeous and belonged to me. Always.
I put her ankles on my shoulders, supporting her ass completely. She felt even tighter around my cock.
"Oh, I'm so close," she murmured.
"Come for me, babe."
A tremor shook her body. We were so connected that I felt every reaction of hers as if it were mine. I never wanted to break this connection. I craved to make it even stronger.
When I knew she was close, I moved my own hand to her clit. She put her hands over her head, and it took me a second to realize she was grasping the edges, steadying herself, preparing for me to rock her world. And that was exactly what I was going to do.
I kept my eyes trained on her and felt her climax before she cried out.
She tightened around me, and I didn't have a choice but to give in too.
I pushed inside, chasing my high. I was addicted to the way she made me feel.
My entire body was coming apart. My muscles liquefied, and my skin was on fire.
Feeling the release deep in my bones, I only slowed down after I regained some semblance of control over my own body.
I watched her intently even though her eyes were closed. She didn't let go of the edge of the desk as she rode it out.
I kissed her belly, glancing up. “How do you feel, Kimberly?”
"You’re doing amazing things to me. The more you do them, the more I want them." She pushed herself up, first on her elbows and then into a sitting position. Just as I pulled out of her, she placed both hands on my shoulders. Frowning, she grabbed the edge of my undershirt, taking it off too.
“This is better.” She placed a million chaste kisses on each of my shoulders while I took off the condom.
Seeing her come apart was one thing—it spoke to me on a primal level—but this tenderness was my true undoing.
I tipped her head up, kissing her. She put her hands on my torso, moving her ass to the edge of the desk.
My cock pushed against her pussy. The skin-on-skin contact was enough to turn me semihard once more.
I grinned against her mouth and felt her smile in return.
On instinct, I rocked my hips back and forth.
"Kimberly!" I grunted, pulling back. I was damn hard even though I'd come only a few minutes ago.
"Oh, I like this," she said. Biting her lips, she looked up at me. "I'm on the pill, and I'm clean. If you want, we don't have to use a condom anymore."
"Hell yes, I want that. And I'm clean too." I was going to have this woman again and rock her world like I'd never done before. "I want to sink inside you again, Kimberly."
She licked her lips, nodding.
I helped her down from the desk, cupping her ass again before turning her around.
"Grip the edge," I said, pushing the chair out of the way and taking a few steps back.
She looked over her shoulder. Tremors shook her body again; this time I knew it was from anticipation. I positioned myself at her entrance. The second I pushed in, my vision blurred.
"Kimberly!" I exhaled sharply, drawing in a breath through my nostrils and exhaling through my mouth.
Pace yourself, Drake.
“Kimberly, fuck!”
I wanted to be gentle, but then she pushed her ass back, sliding down my cock.
Jesus! My legs felt as if something hit me behind the knees.
I leaned forward, putting a hand on the edge of the desk.
With my other hand, I touched her stomach, pressing her flat against me, then kissed the top of her spine, needing to ground myself.
Being wrapped up in her was the best feeling in the world.
It simply didn't compare to anything else.
I moved slowly in and out. She rose on her toes and came back on her heels on every thrust. We both needed this to be hard. When I straightened up and grabbed her hips, she lowered herself onto the desk.
I was crazy for this woman, and I needed to prove it to her, to show it. I pushed in and out like a madman, chasing my orgasm. But most importantly, I wanted to bring her over the edge again.
My muscles tightened as a zip of energy went from my stomach all the way up to my spine. This was electrifying.
“Oh my God, Drake.” She moved her head at an odd angle over her arm. When I realized why, I exploded inside her. She was biting her own arm to muffle her screams.
No! I needed the whole city to hear that she was mine.
But I didn't get the chance to say it. I climaxed harder than I ever had in my life.
My entire body gave in to it. I didn't try to stop it, even as I felt all my muscles turn to mush.
My breathing wasn't working properly. I wasn’t getting enough air.
My mind was spinning, but even though I couldn't tell up from down, I focused on her and pushed my fingers on her clit. She was coming already, but this intensified it. Despite her best efforts, the muffled scream filled the office.
I slowed down when I felt her muscles relax, and then we cleaned up.
Kimberly turned around, resting her ass against the edge of the desk again. "This evening will go down in the books. I'm not even sure it was real."
“It was, Kimberly. I fucking promise it was."
She bit her lower lip and touched my right shoulder again. "I can't believe we've had sex here at the office. It's outrageous."
"I know, but it feels so good," I replied. "Every day, I'm going to think about you naked, begging for my cock."
She gasped but then grinned. "Good luck getting any work done. But my guess is, you'll forget about it soon."
"No way, no how. But if I do, I'll come to your office and ask for a reminder.”
“I’d say that I’ll keep you in check—” She shimmied her hips against mine. “—but all evidence points to the contrary.” Her smile slayed me. I lived for it—for her.