“Because Patrick called upstairs looking for you,” she answered as he felt her reach into his pants and-
Made him moan as her fingertips brushed along the underside of his shaft, making it harder than it had been a few seconds ago. Cupping the back of her neck, he angled his head and kissed her, groaning when he felt her warm, soft hand wrap around his cock.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he said, groaning as she pulled him free and ran her hand lightly over his cock.
“Probably the same thing that you do to me,” she whispered, smiling as she wrapped her hand around his cock and gave it a slight tug that ripped another groan from him.
“And what do I do to you?” he asked, letting his lips linger against hers and knowing there was no fucking way that he affected her the same way.
She fucking devastated him.
“Everything,” she admitted with a smile, giving him one more kiss before she slowly got down on her knees and-
“Oh, fuck,” he growled as Rebecca destroyed the fantasy he’d been having about this very thing for the past month.
As she lowered herself to the ground she ran her tongue down the underside of his cock. By the time that her knees touched the floor she’d run her tongue back up his cock and was taking the head into her mouth. Licking his lips, he told himself that he should look away before he lost control, but he just couldn’t force himself to listen.
He watched as she slowly, really fucking slowly, took his cock into her mouth. Inch by excruciating inch, he watched as his cock disappeared past those pink lips that had starred in every single fantasy that he’d had about her. When she moaned around his cock all he wanted to do was turn her around, shove her pants down and fuck her hard and fast, but the hands running over his legs kept him right where she wanted him.
“Mercy,” he whispered hoarsely, dropping his head back against the door with a soft thud and licking his lips as he couldn’t help but wonder if she was about to finally drive him out of his mind. When he felt that warm hand slip beneath his shirt and run over his stomach, he decided that she’d definitely achieved her goal.
“So, lately I’ve been having this fantasy about you,” she said conversationally as she allowed his cock to slip free from her mouth so that she could tease the underside of his cock with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh, yeah?” he managed to ask, matching her tone as he glanced back down to watch as she continued to tease his cock.
“Mmmhmm,” she murmured, taking his cock back in her mouth.
“Are you going to tell me about it?” he asked, groaning at the end when she flicked her tongue over the very tip of his cock.
She shrugged it off casually before saying, “I’d thought I’d show you,” she said, making him groan as she used his words against him.
“You really are evil,” he said with a pained chuckle as she wrapped her hand around his cock and stood up.
“You really think so?” she asked, batting her eyes innocently as she stood up and started to walk backwards, keeping her hand firmly wrapped around his cock.
“Absolutely,” he said as he allowed her to lead him over to his desk.
Smiling, she kicked off her shoes while she ran her hand over his cock one last time. She placed her free hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss that he was more than happy to return. He was vaguely aware of the sounds of her pants hitting the floor and may have growled when she broke their kiss for five seconds so that she could take her shirt off.
By the time that her shirt hit the floor he had her back in his arms and was kissing her. When she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, his knees nearly buckled when the move made his cock brush against her wet slit.
“This is right around the time that you make my fantasy come true,” she said as he pushed forward and slid inside her.
Shifting so that he could slide back inside her, hitting the angle that he knew she loved, he broke off the kiss and touched his forehead to hers and closed his eyes. Everything else faded away as he lost himself in her. All the work that waited for him, the Fire & Brimstone, everyone outside his office door along with the rest of the world just disappeared until the only thing that existed in his world was her.
He thrust inside her as she wrapped her arms around him and held him close. As he leaned back in to kiss her, he wished that they’d managed to take this upstairs to his bed where he could take his time kissing and licking every inch of her body. Christ, what he wouldn’t give to run his tongue between her slit again.
“Christopher,” she moaned as she threaded her fingers through his hair and took over the kiss, guaranteeing that he wasn’t going to last much longer.
When she gasped against his mouth he slowed his thrusts so that every time he slid back inside her, he was able to ground his cock inside her. He slowed their kiss to match his pace, savoring every slide of their tongues, the feel of his cock sliding inside her where her silk walls tightened around him, gripping his cock better than anything ever had before.
He tried to make it last, but a week had been too fucking long to keep his hands off her and Christ, he was never going to be able to keep his fucking hands off her again, but he lost it when she whimpered his name. He held her close, thrusting inside her until he felt her sheath squeeze his cock one last time.
Trying to catch his breath, he kissed her forehead and said, “Run.”
Chapter 37
“Run.”
As she sat on the edge of the desk, leaning heavily against him while she willed her body to stop trembling even as she wondered if it was too soon to ask him to do that again. That would probably just make her sound greedy, she decided as she tried to sit up on her own, but her extremely satisfied body wasn’t having it.
“Are you going to run?” he asked, keeping his arms firmly wrapped around her, which of course would have made it impossible to comply even if she had the energy to move, which she didn’t.
“Yeah, I’ll get right on that,” she managed to get out as she gave up on trying to move and resigned herself to another lecture, spanking, glaring match or whatever he had planned for her.
“I need to sit down,” he announced with a sigh, understandably alarming her since without him she would probably fall flat on her face.
“Wait!” she gasped as she tried to sit up on her own, but she was still too weak to manage it.