Dirty Deeds (An Office Romance #2)

I gripped her hand tightly in mine as we walked over to the elevator. I pressed the call button and within seconds the doors opened and we stepped inside. Pushing the four button for my floor, I turned on her like a lion on the hunt for its next meal. I pushed her gently against the wall, and she let me. Her eyes roamed over my body, the lustful stare in them telling me just what she needed.

My lips descended on hers with so much need I was worried I may hurt her with just my kiss alone. Our teeth clashed, and my fingers dug into her sides as I gripped her to my chest. I wanted her. I craved her. I had to have her.

“I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you. Fuck, I just can't get enough of you.” Every breath I took came out in a pant, my lips hovering above hers. The air between us thickened and my cock strained against my zipper like it never had before. Suddenly there was too much space between us and too many clothes covering our bodies.

“Take me, Ryan. Take me to your bed.” She begged, the longing in her voice for my cock was my undoing and the elevator door chimed open just in time. It was a damn miracle we made it to my door without being naked, Chloe’s legs wrapped around my midsection as she kissed the skin along my shoulder. It took everything in me not to shred her clothing right out in the hallway.

“Your pussy is going to pay for the dirty things you’re doing to me right now.” I growled as I inserted my key card into the slot on my door then I pushed the handle down and opened it.

As soon as we were inside I closed the door with my foot and headed straight to my bedroom, anxiety filling my veins. I had never brought a woman back to my home like this... it was my domain, my peace and quiet. Did this mean something?

I dumped Chloe onto the bed and undid my tie, kicked off my shoes, and made quick work of the rest of my clothing. I purposely left on my boxers so she could see my cock straining against the fabric. I reached for her, wanting to remove every single bit of fabric that had the pleasure of lying on her skin. She unbuttoned her blouse and slid it from her delicious frame.

“I’m jealous…” I nipped at her nipple, taking it between my teeth gently as I pushed both cups of her bra down. Her head fell back against the expensive red silk sheets, her lips parting as a deep moan fell from them. “These clothes…” I nipped at her other rosy bud, my teeth grazing against the sensitive flesh as I removed her bra, making my way down to her skirt. I gripped the zipper in between my fingers my eyes finding hers, asking for permission, begging for permission before I pulled the zipper down and took her in my arms.

“I want this Ryan. I want you.” She looked like a siren beneath me her beautiful hair fanned out around her, her face was glowing, her eyes lust filled. She was ready for me and that made me happier than anything ever fucking had.

“Good, now hold on and enjoy the ride because I’m not stopping till your legs are shaking, and every single tenant on this floor knows my name, you understand me?” I promised her pleasure and I was going to deliver, not once, twice, or three times, but continually throughout the night. She would have to beg me to stop because my need for her couldn’t be fulfilled with just one fuck.

She smiled up at me, before she reached for my cock, still in my boxers wanting to be freed.

Oh hell no, if she wanted to touch me I was going to be touching her. She moved off the bed, her skirt falling to the floor and stood in nothing but her heels and a scandalous, barely there black lacy long. She pushed me back onto the bed with all her force.

“Oh fuck me, the sight of you right now is enough to make me cum.” She grabbed the waistband of my boxers with a naughty glint in her eyes before settling between my legs. Her nails raked against my skin as she released my cock and it sprang free as if it had been contained for a lifetime.

“I want you in my mouth. I want to taste you. All of you.” She confessed, my head tipped back as pleasure filled my veins the mere fact she wanted to suck me off was literally about to bring me to my knees. I’d received my fair share of blowjobs, and I'd fucked lots of women in my time but nothing, I mean nothing compared to having Chloe on her knees before me.

I cupped her underneath the chin my eyes colliding with hers, those dark blue eyes reminding me of ocean waves as they broke against the sand.

“It would be a fucking honor to have you suck my cock.” As soon as the words were said, a greedy smile formed upon her angelic face. I released her chin and within seconds my cock was surrounded by a blanket of warmth, her tongue gliding over the head and down the shaft eagerly as if she couldn’t get enough.

My hands moved to their own accord making there way into her hair where I gripped gently, encouraging her to take more of me into her mouth.

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