Chapter 38
THIRTY-EIGHT
COLTEN
Ihaven’t been able to get this scene out of my mind since we first discussed it.
All week I’ve been able to avoid the office, and I could have continued that trend, but when I watched from a distance as Lexi took photos in skimpy leatherette lingerie, I decided it was a good day to play out a shared fantasy.
The doors to the office are locked, so there’s no possible way someone is walking in here while she’s on her knees between my thighs, but she doesn’t need to know that.
The risk of being caught is part of what will have her coming over and over before my day of meetings is over.
As I anticipated when we first discussed this particular scenario, I’m desperate to cover her pretty face with my cum, and it doesn’t seem to matter how much I reason with my cock about why that can’t happen, he’s not getting the memo.
Especially because Lexi’s sinful little tongue gently massages the underside of my cock while her head rests against my thigh. Her eyes closed a little while ago, and I can’t remember the last time I saw her look so at peace.
Which I know sounds like a load of shit, and you’re probably thinking I’m hyping up my own ego, thinking my woman loves sucking my cock so much she finds peace, but my girl usually carries the weight of the world on her back, and that’s simply not the case right now.
Her shoulders are free from tension, her body is not on high alert the way it normally is, and if I weren’t so intimately familiar with every single thing about Lexi De Luca, I’d likely think she was asleep.
I lost track of what we were talking about on this conference call ten minutes ago, and I’ve made no effort to get caught up.
This particular deal has very little to do with us and only requires use of our docks to make it happen, so it’s not as if my input is integral, which makes it the perfect time to enact the next part of my plan.
I slip my palm between her cheek and my thigh, causing Lexi to blink up at me through dark lashes.
I mute the call and switch it to speakerphone so I’ll know if I’m needed.
“You okay, Wildcat?”
She nods sleepily, allowing my cock to slip from between her lips. “So good,” she murmurs.
I smirk. “Good to know you like warming my cock so much. It’s certainly no hardship for me.”
Her eyes roll, but her usual sass is absent.
“Stand for me,” I order softly.
I may not be the most experienced guy in the world, but I know sometimes there’s more control in being gentle, and more importantly, it’s what Lexi needs right now.
Helping her to her feet, she sways slightly, but I keep hold of her hips until I’m certain she’s steady.
I clear the desk in front of us, switching up my original plan. With how soft and docile she is right now, we’ll both benefit from me having more control.
“Bend over for me, Wildcat.”
She doesn’t hesitate to do as she’s told, her body and mind handing themselves to me as if it’s the most natural thing in the world for her to do.
How did I ever think we weren’t made for one another?
Was I so blinded by my own self-hatred that I couldn’t see how perfect we fit?
I glide my palms up the backs of her thighs, slowly inching the soft fabric over her ass until I’m rewarded with a sight I’ll never get used to.
Her soft globes beg for me to spank them, and I allow my palm to crack across the perfect skin, dragging a moan from my girl.
There are a million different things I want to do to this woman, but spanking her fine ass is very high up on the list, and who could blame me?
Her pussy is covered only by the scrap of panties I saw her in this morning, and without a second thought, I gather the string at the back in my palm and tug. It gives way easily, tearing away from her body and leaving her bare to me.
“Did you just rip my panties?” she asks me, her eyes meeting mine over her shoulder.
“Yep.”
“Colten,” she chastises.
“I’d get used to it if I were you.” I smirk, giving her other cheek a slap so it can bloom with color the same way the first has.
God, she’s so fucking pretty in pink.
I drag a finger through her wetness, and we let out a mutual groan. I suspected warming my cock would have her desperate, but I was not prepared for just how soaked she is.
“Is this all for me, Wildcat? All because you had my cock in your pretty mouth?”
“Yes,” she moans, pushing her hips back in search of more friction.
“Such a good girl for me,” I murmur.
Her entire body trembles at the praise, and my chest warms knowing this is something she needs that I can give her.
I may never be good enough for her, but I’m going to spend every day for the rest of my life giving her everything she could ever dream of.
“Are you going to let me fuck you over my desk, Lexi?”
“Yes,” she whines. “Please.”
“Even though someone could walk in at any time?”
A moan falls from her, the idea of being caught causing her pussy to clench around nothing.
“Oh, my girl loves the risk, doesn’t she?” I glide my fingers over her clit, working the small bundle of nerves in soft circles.
I’ve watched her masturbate enough online to know exactly what she needs to drive her wild.
“Colten, please,” she whines again, her hips shifting in time with my fingers as she tries to get something I’m not ready to give her just yet.
My palm comes down on her ass three times in rapid succession. “You’ll get what I give you when I give it to you, Wildcat. If you keep trying to take your pleasure into your own hands, you’ll be left full of my cum without an orgasm of your own.”
I pull my fingers from her clit and wrap my hand around my cock, guiding it through her wetness in a way that’s maddening for the both of us.
I still can’t believe we’re here. That after all these years she’s mine. That I can touch her like this somewhere other than in my dreams.
“Colt,” she whimpers, trying to press herself back against me.
I press a palm into the center of her back to hold her in place as I continue coating my cock in her arousal. “So impatient, Wildcat.”
But that makes two of us.
All the pent-up desire from years of obsession is going to take a while to work through, if I even can. There’s a good chance that I’m still going to be desperate for Lexi in fifty years’ time.
“What do you think, Pierce?” A voice comes over the speakerphone, causing both Lexi and me to pause. Seems I wasn’t the only one that forgot I was on a conference call.
“You gonna be quiet for me?” I murmur.
She nods. “Yes.”
“Unmute the phone for me, baby,” I command.
Lexi reaches for the phone, her hand trembling. She’s about to click the unmute button when I slam into her waiting heat.
I’m not going to make this easy on her, and if her cunt fluttering around me is anything to go by, she’s going to love every single second of the sweet torment.