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"Get you," he finished for me.
"Exactly."
"So you've made your mind up."
"Mmhm," I agreed, nodding a little.
"You're moving your ass out of that apartment and into my house."
"Oh, am I now?" I asked, inside my heart expanding so quickly that my ribs felt like they were going to fracture.
"Yeah. I need you close by to fuck you any time I want to. Besides, my kitchen has got to be bigger."
"Ah... yeah. But why would that matter?"
"The orders are going to start pouring in soon. You'll need somewhere to bake."
"And a sweets expert to sample the recipes?" I asked, smiling.
"Fuck yeah," he agreed, giving me a smile that didn't just crinkle his eyes, but gave me his white teeth and cheek creases from the size of it. "So we done with this shit?"
"This shit, meaning the parameters of our relationship?" I asked, holding back a laugh.
"Exactly."
At that, I did laugh a little. "For now, I guess."
"Good, I have something else I'd rather be doing," he said, leaning in close and his hand slid down the wood of the door and I heard the click of the lock sliding into place.
"Oh, really?" I asked as he nuzzled into my neck, running his tongue up the sensitive skin until his teeth snagged my earlobe and pulled slightly, making my sex clench hard as my hands went out to slip under his jacket. I worked his jacket buttons then moved to the ones on his shirt, until I slid my hands against his hot skin, raking my fingers down his abs and drawing a growl from him. His head shifted, taking my lips in his- hungry, hard, demanding everything I had to offer him. His hands left the door, landing at my hips and pressing their way upward until they cupped my breasts. He squeezed hard enough to draw a cry from my lips as they ripped from his. His eyes opened slowly, as heavy-lidded as mine felt.
His hands moved up above the bodice of my dress, snagging the material and that of my bra, and dragged it roughly down, exposing me completely. He shifted downward, taking my nipple into his mouth. There was no teasing, only claiming. He sucked hard, running his tongue over the hardened nub as his fingers rolled my other nipple. He pulled back, sucking in air to make my wet nipple suddenly go cold. Then his teeth dug into the sensitive skin, making my entire body jolt at the white-hot pain/pleasure mixture the sensation sent through my body. His head shifted to my other breast as his hand slid down my side, then up my thigh, inching the material of my skirt up until his hand pressed into my sex through the thin material of my panties.
He released my breast as my hand went down his stomach, undoing his pants and slipping inside, stroking his hard cock slowly. His hand shifted and two fingers thrust unexpectedly inside me. His lips sealed over mine to muffle my moan as his fingers started working me fast, just shy of rough, until my legs felt weak and my free hand was clinging to him hard. His fingers shifted and raked over my G-spot, drawing a loud moan from me. Before I even realized what was happening, his fingers were out of me and his mouth was off of mine. Then his fingers, slick with my desire, shoved inside my mouth.
"Quiet, or I am going to have to come up with inventive ways to shut you up," he said with a devilish smirk. His fingers thrust inside my mouth until they were cleaned off. They pulled out and he moved my hand from his cock, stroking it a few times himself. "Go bend over my desk," he instructed, taking a step back so I could move. I moved a few of the items out of the way and bent over his desk, ass facing him. "Dress up around your waist. Panties down by your knees," he said and I could hear his clothes hitting the floor. I hiked my skirt up and pushed my panties down, too used to being naked in all kinds of positions around Byron to feel shy anymore. "Flat on the desk. Hands down by your sides." I put the side of my face down on the cool surface of his desk and put my arms at my sides, my fingers down by my hips.
He moved in behind me, his cock pressing into me as he leaned slightly over me. Then I felt the cool, smooth material of his tie slide between my cheek and the desk. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing, when the tie slid in, tightening as he pulled it and tied it behind my head. "Let's see how that works out," he said, taking a step back and a second later, his palm landed hard on my ass cheek, making my body jolt at the sting as a yelp escaped me. It was muffled by the gag, but didn't silence me completely. "Well, it's just going to have to do. I don't want to play the silent game," he said and I was quietly thankful. That game, while fun, was harder than I ever thought possible.
