Chapter Thirty #3
His eyes softened, and he kissed me again.
He lifted me by my ass and pressed me against the door, holding me at the angle he wanted.
Then he moved me away from the door and put me on his desk instead, deepening the kiss even more.
I parted my legs wide, and he stepped between my thighs, so close to me that I could practically feel his erection through his jeans.
I cupped him, and he groaned against my mouth.
My entire body reacted to that. Heat raced through me like wildfire, spreading and spreading.
I was desperate for him. I took my mouth off him, kissing his neck, my hands on his shirt.
I opened the first three buttons and then stopped.
"Oh my God, we're at your office," I said.
"No one's here." His voice was barely audible. It was more of a rasp.
"Are you sure?"
"Fuck yes, I'm sure. I want you right here, right now."
I looked around at the documents he had on his desk. "Um, we should make some space."
He stepped back and with one swipe of his arm pushed all the papers to the floor.
"That works," I said with a smile.
He came back, stepping between my legs again. My dress was almost bunched up to my ass. He pulled it over my head. That's when I remember I was wearing wool tights.
"I’ll get rid of them," I said.
"No! I'll take them off."
He lifted my ass slightly and slowly moved the waistband past my ass, then pulled them completely off me.
"Take off your bra," he commanded.
I tilted my head playfully to one side. “I thought you wanted to take everything off.”
His eyes flashed. "Cami!" His voice was rough and so, so alluring.
I lost my wits for a few seconds, but I reached behind my back and immediately unclasped the bra, peeling it off and throwing it on the floor on top of his papers.
His smile was so damn seductive. He wanted me in a way I'd never experienced before.
"Lie down on your back, hands over your head."
I didn't think anything of it except that it was a damn sexy command.
I also didn't think anything of it when he went to the other side of the table. I realized he was still holding my tights. He tied my wrists together with them.
Holy shit. I’d officially never been so turned on.
“Maddox!” I exclaimed.
"I’ve wanted to do this for so damn long." He walked back in front of me. I bent my legs at the knees, putting my feet on the edge of the desk. I still had my panties on. He pressed two fingers on my clit, and I shuddered, closing my eyes.
"That's exactly how I want you. Here in my office. On my desk. You have no idea how often I've daydreamed about this. I wanted to use any excuse to ask you here just to fuck you right here on this desk."
I drenched my panties. Opening my eyes, I saw the triumph in his.
"I can make you wet without even touching you properly."
"You are touching me," I murmured.
He pushed my panties to one side, circling my clit with two fingers. I pressed my knees together on instinct, but he used his elbows to part them again. "No. You'll stay like this. Open for me and taking all the pleasure I'm giving you."
He hunched over me, kissing one breast and then the other one.
On instinct, I wanted to bring my arms down and run my hands through his hair.
All I managed was to put my restrained hands in front of me where I could see them.
Now they were blocking my view of him, so I rested them over my head again.
He brushed two fingers up and down my entrance, then back up to my clit while his mouth wreaked havoc on my nipples. Every inch of my body was on fire. My need for him was insatiable.
A wave of pleasure spiraled through me without warning. One second, I was rubbing myself against his hand, and the next, my vision faded.
I’d never come so fast. My feet slid off the table, but he caught them in time, putting them over his shoulders.
Through my orgasm, I felt his mouth on me.
He pressed his tongue against my clit and pushed two fingers inside me.
I’d never felt anything like it before. I'd barely finished climaxing when another wave of pleasure overtook me.
I lifted my ass off the table, putting my hands in front of me again, pressing my thumbs into my chest. I needed to tug and yank, and I couldn't do any of it.
"You're so fucking gorgeous," Maddox said.
Through a haze, I saw him take away his belt and undo his pants, freeing his erection.
I licked my lips. I wanted to push myself up onto my elbows so I could see him better, but I couldn’t. When I felt his cock nudge my clit, I gasped. Then he thrust inside me. I was so wet that I took him all in right away.
"This feels so good," he said. "You’re mine." He pulled back and slammed inside me again. "I’d do any-fucking-thing for you, Cami."
My breath caught when he pulled back slowly and then pushed forward even harder. My inner muscles tensed. I was already on edge again.
"I trust you, Maddox. Do anything you want to me."
"Fuck, Cami," he growled, increasing the pace of his thrusts.
I couldn't brace myself with my hands, but I could with my heels. I pushed my thighs even farther apart and lifted my ass just enough to be able to move back and forth. This man was everything to me, so I wanted to give him all I had.
When I felt him thicken and watched his body start to shudder, I gave in to yet another climax. I wasn't even sure I had it in me to come again, but the sensation rocked my body, and I accepted every ounce of it. I reveled in it.
His cries filled the office. Or were they mine? No, they belonged to both of us. We didn’t hold back, didn’t even attempt to muffle ourselves. We weren't hiding any part of us from the other.
And that was the most amazing moment of my life.