Chapter 19 #2
She smiled at me over her shoulder. "It'll go great. Just wait and see."
Eve was always so confident. I was positive she could convince them to participate. I wish I had her powers of persuasion. Maybe I could convince Ford to see me as someone he could be with in the future.
I knew I was in over my head, but it was too late to change course now.
I was excited to go to the ball with him this Saturday.
But I hadn't mentioned it to Eve on purpose.
I didn't want her to be disappointed in me.
She knew I was only going to fall deeper in this thing with Ford, and it was going to hurt on the other end.
When I looked at the schedule for the week, this week's holiday ball was listed in our calendar as the fire department's holiday party. It would be more crowded than usual.
Eve must be renting out the balls for various organizations now. I'd have to talk to her about it, but not before this Saturday. I wanted one more night when it was just Ford and me, no judgment and no pressure.
I dove back into work, pleased that there weren't any interruptions. It was dark by the time there was another knock on my door.
"Ford," I said when he stepped into the room and shut the door behind him.
Then he turned the lock.
I raised my brow. "What are you doing?"
His gaze was heated. "I had some ideas when I popped in here earlier."
I stood, watching his gaze drop to the surface of my desk. I rested my hands on the edge. "Did it involve this?"
His eyes flashed with desire. "With you on it specifically."
I smiled as he came around the desk and into my space. "That's funny because that's exactly what I was thinking."
"You don't need to be anywhere, do you?"
My mind was completely blank at this point. All I could think about was him and what he could do with me spread out over the desk. "Nowhere else I want to be."
"Perfect," he said as he kissed me, my lips parting for him.
I looped my arms around his neck, pressing against him, needing to feel him at all times. He backed me up until I touched the edge of the desk, and then he lifted me so that I sat on it. He stepped between my legs. "I've been thinking about this all day."
I tipped my head to the side, wrapping my legs around him. "Was I on the desk like this or bent over it?"
He growled. "I like the image of you bent over the desk."
I liked it too.
Then he kissed me, erasing any expectations I had until all I felt was him. He'd been working all day, but he smelled good. I wanted to feel his skin against mine, so I grabbed the edge of his shirt and lifted it. He took over, pulling it the rest of the way off.
I touched his hard pecs, my fingers running down to his defined abs and the trail of hair that led lower.
He brushed my hands away, unbuckling his jeans and shoving them down along with his briefs. His cock sprang out, hard and staring.
I couldn't resist gripping it and stroking.
His breath was heavy. "I'm not going to last."
"I need you inside me." But I was still fully dressed. I started to unbutton my shirt, but I fumbled, too excited to get it right.
He brushed my hands away and kissed me. Then he slowly unbuttoned each one, pushing the blouse off my shoulders, leaving me in a lace bra.
"You're absolutely beautiful. I can't believe you're all mine." He dropped his head between my breasts, and I held him to me.
I wondered if he was having a moment, grateful that we were here together now.
Then he stood, helping me get off the desk so that I could remove my jeans. He reached around and unhooked my bra while I pushed my panties down and off. I kicked them to the side while his hand moved between my folds and thrust inside of me.
I whimpered because it was too much. I was naked in my office with Ford, and he was going to bend me over my desk and have his way with me.
I was dripping wet and dying to feel him inside me. He made me feel things I never had before. I didn't want to slow down or think about what this was; I just wanted to feel.
With his fingers working their magic, he sucked on one nipple, and I swayed. I managed to move a hand between us, stroking his cock. The head bobbed against my stomach, and I sucked in a needy breath.
He straightened. "I want you."
I nodded. "So much."
He reached behind me and moved everything to the side. Nothing fell, but I'd need to straighten things later. I didn't really care if we made a mess. I wanted him so badly.
"Turn around and put your hands on the desk."
I complied with his request, and he ran a hand down my spine and nudged my feet wider. I rested on my elbows, sticking my ass out in invitation. "Ford, please."
His fingers pumped and everything tingled inside me. I needed more.
He removed his fingers, and I sighed when his cock nudged my entrance, sliding inside. My heart was pounding. I'd never done anything like this in my office. The door was locked, but it still felt like someone could knock or walk in at any moment, and we'd be exposed.
It only heightened my desire for him.
He gripped my hips as he moved, my nipples grazing the surface of the desk. "You're gorgeous bent over your desk like this."
I imagined what I looked like, open to him, and tipped my ass up to meet his thrust. I bit my lip against the orgasm that threatened to overwhelm me. I wanted this to last.