Chapter 29 #3
“What is it?” he asks, swiping my loose hair behind my ear.
I bite my lip, contemplating telling him, but I know that finding it will be ten times better.
“Are you sure it’s locked?”
He reaches out, takes my wrists, and pulls me forward, causing me to fall into his chest. Then wraps one hand around my back, and the other glides down to my behind.
“You know better than that. The thought of someone seeing what’s mine makes me murderous.”
He leans forward to leave a trail of kisses up my neck before biting down on my earlobe
“I do love it when you’re jealous.” My words are breathy and barely above a whisper. “But…”
“But?” He blows out a deep breath, one that sounds as if he’s been holding it in all day.
He’s still stressed, and I know sex for Nate is the best way to calm his ball of anxiety, and I promised I’d take care of him.
I’m going to blow his mind and make him forget all his worries.
“Kiss me, Mr. Davenport.”
He pushes my skirt up and palms my whole cheek, squeezing so tight it’s almost painful.
Our eyes lock, and the arousal around us swirls so fast my knees weaken from the intensity.
He pushes forward, so I lean back on the desk, sending papers flying, and wrap my legs around him to steady myself.
He hovers over me and kisses me, quickly taking control, sliding his tongue through my parted mouth. It turns desperate as he grinds his erection into my already sensitive center.
Both of us clearly are on edge.
This is my favorite thing about us—our kisses. We kiss like we’ve been starved for one another, even if we kissed only minutes or hours ago.
I can feel every emotion through our kisses.
And my god, does it feel good.
“Nate,” I cry.
He doesn’t say a word.
In one swift move, he unlocks my legs and spins me around so I’m leaning over the desk with my ass up in the air and my leather shirt around my waist.
His hands go to my stockings. “Don’t you dare rip those, Nathaniel.”
He laughs because he knows he was about to. “Yes, ma’am.”
He glides them down with my G-string, then stops short and sucks in a sharp breath.
He’s found my surprise.
“Fuck. Me. My dirty little goddess.” My head turns, and I look at him, rolling my lips between my teeth. Hiding my proud smirk.
This is the exact reaction I wanted from him.
He rubs his strong hands over the globes of my ass, then veers back and slaps my right cheek.
“Ah.” I jump forward, but he steadies me with a hand on my hip.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. There is not enough time to do what I want to do to you right now. When did you put this in?” He rubs his thumb over my butt plug and presses, pushing on it, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
“Ugh…” I’m unable to form a sentence; the sensation is too strong. “Home. After sex.”
Nate bought me a whole set, and we’ve made it to one of the larger sizes. Apparently, I’m supposed to wear it for hours, which was not a good idea at work.
But I wanted to be prepped for him.
I knew tonight would be a night that he needed me, and I would give him anything he asked for.
He chuckles, then puts pressure on it again. “What am I going to do with you?” He runs a hand up my back, then unhooks my bra and pushes it up so he can reach around and cup my breasts and play with my nipples.
“I told you,” I pant. “I’m going to take care of you. I knew you needed this…needed more from me today.”
“My good fucking girl.” He spreads my legs, then reaches down and guides his fingers into my open sex.
“I need to be feasting on this creamy cunt, is what I need.” He slides his drenched fingers out and rubs through my flesh and over my clit.
I close my eyes, letting the sensation take over my body. “With your ass in my face.”
God, his mouth…
I want that, badly. But I can’t. “I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. And I don’t want anyone finding us.”
I glance over my shoulder to see him shaking his head, annoyed, knowing I’m right.
He leans over me, opens his desk drawer, and retrieves the bottle of lube.
“The top drawer, really?” I look at him deadpan.
He waggles his brows. “It’s a handy spot.”
“I’m really hoping that’s not a pun.”
He smirks, then bites my shoulder before placing the bottle down. He helps me take off my heeled boots and the stockings, then takes off his belt and unzips his pants.
“You could have just pushed down my stockings.”
“Then, I couldn’t have spread you wide open.” He pushes my legs apart as wide as they go. “Like this.”
He pours the lube onto his dick, then rubs it in, and uses the excess to slide his fingers back into me to warm me up.
His other hand rubs up and down, gripping his dick, and I practically salivated at the sight.
Nate is the hottest man on earth.
Then he begins to pump me with one, two, four fingers, and I can already feel my arousal approaching quickly from the whole scene happening before my eyes.
The taboo, office sex with my boss, with a butt plug stretching me wide open. The lube, Nate jerking himself as he fingers me, the papers I’ve spread across the room, from Nate practically throwing me down on the desk.
What must we look like?
He slides his finger out and over my butt, putting pressure on my hole as his dick lines up with my opening, and he slides in, stretching me to the max.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, adjusting to his size.
“I want to take this plug out and finger your ass so bad,” he breathes, staring down at my spread cheeks.
My head whips side to side. “You are not putting a finger inside of me while my coworkers are right outside these walls.”
He chuckles darkly, then slams into me hard, and I fall forward, catching myself on the side of the desk. My head hangs forward, and my mouth gapes, as he quickly picks up his pace.
He pushes my legs wider as he bends his knees to get a better angle, and I cry out as he hits that special spot.
I throw my head back, my eyes roll, and I’m pretty sure I back out.
All I see are stars as my body begins to quiver in pleasure.
He lifts my leg with his right arm, resting it over his forearm, while his other hand is gripping my hip, guiding me forward and back onto his waiting cock.
No one fucks like Nate; there’s no way it can get better than this. Not that I have anyone to compare him to, but I can’t imagine it gets this.
If I were still a religious person, I’d think I was sent to heaven to live out my life of pleasure. It’s never-ending with him.
All day, all night.
He presses down on the plug, and my body finally gives way, buckling as I shake uncontrollably as my orgasm rushes forward.
Nate’s breathing is loud and labored, and I know he can’t hold back any longer.
I move my hips as quickly as I can in a circular motion, chasing the tingling feeling creeping through my body.
“Oh, fuck yeah. Look at my girl. My beautiful goddess.” He begins to ride me hard, holding nothing back, taking what he needs from me, releasing all his pent-up anger and anxiety from the day. “Come, Mads. Fucking come right now,” he growls.
And of course, I obey like I always do, convulsing on cue. Crying out Nate’s name, feeling my walls close around him as he holds himself deep inside of me as his own orgasm takes over.
We both fall forward, then suddenly Nate’s intercom beeps, and Lizzy’s voice comes over the speaker.
“Nate, your next meeting is here.”
He presses a button. “Thanks. I’ll be out to get them in a few minutes.”
I cover my face, embarrassed that I’m in Nate’s office, with employees right outside. Some that even report to me.
“Don’t.” He takes my arms and holds them behind my back as he peppers my face with kisses. “No one heard us. It’s soundproofed. I promise.”
“How do you always make me lose my head?”
“Me?” he gasps. “You’re the one with the butt plug in your ass.”
We both laugh.
I could pretend that Nate corrupted me, but by now I think it’s safe to say he only helped bring out a side of me that I never would have known existed.
“Thank you,” he whispers into my shoulder. “For always knowing what I need.”
I shimmy my body so he allows me to turn, and I hold his face in my hands.
“Never thank me for taking care of you, Nathaniel, no matter how unconventional our ways may be sometimes. All that matters to me is knowing that I did my best to make you happy.”
“I love you, Mads.” He kisses my lips tenderly.
I kiss him right back. “I love you, too.”