“I guess we’ll have to be quiet.” Jett’s fingers trailed down my shirt to my skirt and he began to pull it up in slow motion, sending my imagination into overdrive. His hot lips moved to the soft patch of skin beneath my ear and he began to nibble gently. His deep moans resembled the soft moans suddenly escaping my mouth.
My breath hitched in my throat as his hands cupped my ass and lifted me onto the desk. His strong thighs wedged between my legs. As he started to kiss my shoulders, the bulge in his slacks began to rub deliciously against my sensitive lust bud.
“Jett,” I whispered. My fingers clawed at his shoulders as I pondered whether to push him away or draw him closer so he could do all the unspeakable things his eager hands promised to do.
“You smell so good.” His hand prodded my panties and in one swift motion, he pushed them aside before I could protest. I moaned when his talented fingers started to rub my clit gently until I felt my juices gathering between my legs. I wanted nothing but him and...his invasion. “So wet. I love it when you’re like this, for me,” he whispered in my ear. His deep voice quaked through me. His kiss sent another delicious pull in the deepest pits of my sex, taking my arousal to new heights. “I have a meeting in fifteen minutes. Think that’s enough time to make you come?”
I loved it when he whispered.
“Seriously? You think it’d take you fifteen minutes?” I laughed briefly. If he kept talking in that sexy voice of his, he’d make me come in two.
“You’re right. That’s enough time to make you come twice.” For a brief second he lingered over my clit, and then ever so slowly he pushed a finger into me.
Oh God.
He inserted another finger, increasing the speed as he thrust in and out of me, while his thumb circled my pleading clit, sending new sensations through my sensitive spot. No one had ever touched me with such a rugged intensity that made me want to scream for more. My sex clenched and burned from the almost painful pleasure. His finger moved faster and harder, pushing in and out until I thought I might just pass out from the unnatural torture.
“Please. I can’t take it.”
Throwing my head back, my mouth searched his in the hope of finding the mercy that comes with release. Jett’s lips pulled back, unwilling to give me what I wanted. His heavy breathing matched mine as his eyes—two dark pools of devilish desire—bore into me, watching me like a hawk would watch a prey.
“Come for me, baby.”
His hot breath burned my parted lips. The pressure on my clit intensified, making me gasp from the strong waves of lust that carried my body. A hiss escaped my mouth a moment before a mind-blowing orgasm sent me into a trembling frenzy. With the last wave, I slumped against his hard body.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. “I could watch you, and only you, for the rest of my life.”
Was it the sex talking, or did he mean everything he said? I didn’t ask because the moment was magical, and it just wasn’t the right thing to say. But his words tugged at my heartstrings and overwhelmed me with a need to wrap my arms around him and keep him close forever.
Exhausted and content, I looked up into his gaze mirroring emotions I couldn’t decipher. Warmth. Lust. Trust. Even before he unbuttoned his slacks, Jett’s wicked grin declared he wasn’t finished with me yet.
I wet my lips nervously as he pushed his slacks down his thighs. My hand moved down his flat torso and gripped the thick base of his manhood to return the favor, when his hand stopped me. In spite of the fact that I was depleted, my heart skipped a bit as his hard shaft throbbed against my opening, demanding to be let in.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to take more.” My eyes begged him to understand my still clenched muscles couldn’t possibly accommodate his generous size.
However, I would be more than willing to please him in a different way.
“You said that the last time. Yet, I still made you come,” he whispered. A dimple appeared in his right cheek as he removed my panties, leaving me exposed to the air conditioning and his appreciative gaze. “Now, bend over.”
He pushed me forward, bending me over his desk. His rough tone left me in both fear and anticipation, eager to find out what he’d do next. His shaft found its way deep inside of me and I winced from pleasure.
“Are you okay?” he asked, pulling out of me instantly and turning me around. “I won’t hurt you. I never would.” Deep in my heart I knew he meant every word of it.
“Don’t stop. I want more,” I said, grinding against his hard erection. My legs parted to invite him in. I wanted him and everything he could give. His body, for now, and maybe one day his heart.