Excerpt
Six months, we danced around each other until one night he showed up here at the office while I was doing paperwork under the guise of business, however that immediately changed the minute his lips slammed on mine.
“You really shouldn’t look at me like that,” he growls, walking toward the door.
“Like what?” I respond huskily, as I take my white jacket off to hang it up, while also trying to calm my needy body.
I hear him groan, then he shuts the office door.
I hear the lock click before he walks back to me, and grabs the back of my head, turning me to face him, and slams his lips on mine.
I gasp in shock, giving him the opening he needs to take the kiss deeper.
Our tongues battle each other, and good lord, this man tastes divine.
His hand reaches around to knead my breast through my shirt, and I feel his fingers pinch my nipple. The hardness of his length can be felt through his pants as he pushes into me. I slide my hand down to rub his bulge, shocked at how long and thick it feels through his pants.
He lifts my skirt to my waist, and I hear the ripping sound of my underwear. I quickly undo his buttons on his slacks and pull the zipper down. Pushing his pants down, I grab his hard cock and begin pumping it as his fingers pump in and out of my pussy, causing me to moan and buck.
He sits me on my desk, opens my legs, and lines his cock at my entrance.
“This is probably going to be quick,” he warns me as he slams his cock into me all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck,” I call out, while he waits for me to adjust to his size before moving.
“You are so tight,” he tells me with gritted teeth.
“You are so huge and thick,” I say back with a moan.
“I have to move.”
“Yes, please,” I beg him, and he does as I wrap my legs around him. He continues to pound into me, while squeezing my breasts.
“Being inside you feels better than I imagined,” he grunts.
“You imagined us?” I ask between pants.
“Every.” Thrust, “Fucking day.” Thrust deep. “For the last six months,” he grits out as he continues to pound into me.
I can feel my body tightening up and my impending orgasm. Then he pinches my clit, simultaneously telling me, “Come now,” and I do as I call out his name.
“Yes, that’s it,” he says, and he keeps thrusting into me before he comes inside me, letting out a roar with my name leaving his lips.
It takes a few more minutes for us to get our breathing to calm down, then he asks, “Are you okay?”
“More than okay,” I respond with my head on his shoulder.
“Next round will be in a bed where I can ravish your entire body, but for now, we should get dressed so we can leave.”
“Next round?” I lift my head and ask him to ensure I heard right.
“Oh, I am not done with you, Doctor. I told you this one would be quick, and now that we have that out of the way, I’m ready to take my time.”
I can’t help the blush and excitement that courses through my body at his words.
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