Chapter 12 #2
“There you go,” I murmured—not that she was paying attention to what I was saying anymore.
She was too busy easing down onto me, making my jaw clench tight and a groan rumble from the depths of my chest as her sweet pussy stretched to accommodate my size.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it. Just like that,” I rasped as she gripped handfuls of my collar while easing herself all the way to the base of my shaft.
“Fuck…” Her eyebrows pinched tight as she let out a little moan—so breathy and vulnerable that I just wanted to blow my load inside her.
It really goddamned felt like I could, especially as she started swiveling her hips, working to get herself accustomed to my size.
“God, you’re so fucking big,” she hissed, almost like an accusation.
And though she sounded pissed, she clawed at my chest, pleasure twisting on her face as she started riding me, faster and faster till she was full-on bouncing on my cock with her perfect tits shaking in my face.
“AJ, Christ,” I cursed with a ragged groan, squeezing rough handfuls of her ass, gripping her waist, wanting to touch her fucking everywhere.
She felt so immediately like heaven that I wished I could’ve told myself in the middle of the hectic afternoon that things would be fine.
That everything would be perfect at the end of the day, because at the end of the day, I would have AJ alone in my office, her clothes strewn on the floor and her pussy gripping me like a vise.
Riding me hard. Like she was fucking made for my cock.
“Goddammit, AJ,” I growled, palming my hand up her tits and her neck till I was gripping her jaw, admiring those swollen pink lips as I held her face to mine. “Do you have any idea how badly I’ve wanted this?”
I could see her reluctance to look me in the eye. To let me see just how much she was enjoying my cock. But her lust was undeniable now with my grip firm on her, forcing her to look at me. And though I could see her trying to hold in the words, they escaped her lips.
“Tell me,” she panted as I tightened my grip on her jaw so that her back arched taut as she ground against my cock, fucking me like a pro, making my every muscle flex with pleasure as I answered through gnashed teeth.
“That night,” I ground out. “At the hotel. All I could think about was pulling those sheets off your body,” I dropped my eyes to her swollen lips, “and fucking your mouth. Your pussy. These fucking beautiful tits.” She cried out as I slapped her tit and squeezed it, taking it in my mouth again and sucking her nipple till I felt her muscles fluttering around my cock.
“I wanted to see you covered in my cum,” I growled, her walls squeezing tighter around me with every word of my fantasy.
She was digging her fingers into my shoulders now, riding me so hard and fast I felt delirious.
“I wanted to pin you down to that bed… hear you screaming my name all night,” I said, smiling because just the thought of it made her moan and clench so hard around me I groaned, dropping my hands to her ass and spanking her. “Tell me how good it feels,” I rasped.
She panted for several seconds before answering with a tinge of mischief. “No.”
In response, I took my mouth off her tits, roughly squeezing her ass and spreading her pussy, watching the tortured pleasure twist on her face as I slammed her onto my cock—hard, without mercy, till she was gasping and moaning in succession, pleasure expelling nonstop from her lips till she was crying out all the words I wanted to hear.
“Fuck, it feels so good, Adam.”
“Tell me just how good it feels. Tell me how much you’ve wanted my cock,” I said through gritted teeth, the intensity of the pleasure taking over me, nearly blinding me.
Especially as she answered me. Sweet, breathless moans about how wet she’d been for me in that hotel room.
How she wished I would’ve climbed into her bed.
Pulled her panties to the side and slid my cock right inside her.
I groaned as she went on, detailing every dirty thought she’d had all week.
I had to force myself not to explode as little moans interrupted her confession about wanting to taste my cock.
To feel it stretching her lips as she knelt under my desk.
She had me so turned on I felt fucking lightheaded.
“So good, AJ… so fucking good,” I growled hard enough to come to for a second—to realize her arms were wrapped around my neck now. That my hands were cupping her face, our gazes fiery, burning inches from each other as her perfect pussy milked my cock.
And before I could think twice, I broke the rule.
Jerking her close, I sealed my lips against hers, kissing her for the shortest three seconds of my life before she pulled sharply away, her stunned eyes glowing on me.
Our bodies still rocked against each other as the silence stretched. One second. Then another.
And then our mouths crashed against each other again, my groan rumbling into her as my tongue pulsed against hers, sweeping through her mouth and claiming her like I’d desperately needed to do since that night. Since I had her pushed against the door.
Since I saw her look at me like she needed me.
“Adam…”
Her little whimper came just as I felt her muscles contracting against me, and as soon as I murmured for her to come, she fell apart.
Grasping handfuls of her hair, I groaned at the sweet sound.
And as I helped her rock against me, I muttered filth against her lips, praising her tight pussy and urging her to come all over my cock.
I gripped her waist as the aftershocks rippled through her, and though she was limp, panting against me for awhile, she slowly returned to swiveling her hips, around and around, faster and harder till she was not only riding me again but coaxing my cock for every drop of cum I had inside me.
When I came, I dug my fingers into her ass, groaning louder than I ever had in my life.
I collapsed against my chair, cursing the stars in my vision because I knew AJ wouldn’t let me have her for much longer. I could already hear her gathering herself, rushing to catch her breath as she lifted herself off of my cock.
By the time I came to, she was still straddling me, gently squeezing the condom off and tying it up to toss into the trash.
And once she was done with that, she smirked at me, clearly enjoying how speechless and goddamned useless she’d rendered me.
For once I was quiet. Sucked dry of any asshole humor or smart remarks.
All I could do was stare through a heavy-lidded gaze as she took my hands and rubbed them all over her breasts.
“Last chance since you’ll never touch them ever again,” she said.
I blinked, still in a blissed-out daze for half a second. But in a flash, I was alive again, hastily groping and sucking the hell out of her tits, getting my fill and refusing to stop till she pulled away, making me growl as she got off of me.
And once again, I could only watch as she pulled her skirt back down over her smooth thighs, strutting over to her top on the floor and forcing me to stare at the swell of her tits from behind as she bent over to pick it up.
I shook my head to myself as I watched her button it back on, and I was all ready to fuck her again as she peered over her shoulder with a smile.
“‘Night, Adam,” she said, smoothing her hands down her sides before disappearing out of my office and leaving me staring at my door.
Because holy shit, that was amazing. The best thing I’d ever felt.
And quite possibly the worst—simply because I knew I’d never get to feel it again.