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I’ve been on edge and close to orgasm all damn day just from the handful of little two-minute make-out sessions we managed to sneak in. Opening my office door tonight and finding Palmer standing there, knowing he was even more exhausted than me and probably wanted nothing more than to go to bed, yet he still went over to the mainland to get me donuts and then probably bribed Tess to clear out SIG just so we could finally be alone, I knew I was finished with work for the night. And when I saw the hunger in his eyes when he backed me into the office and slammed my door closed, I was close to detonating.
I can still see the way he looked at me when I was finally naked, sitting on this desk in front of him, getting wetter and wetter with each hungry lick of his lips while he stared at my body. That memory combined with the steady, shallow thrusting of Palmer’s finger inside me, and the way he rapidly flicks his tongue over my clit has me exploding before I’ve even gotten to enjoy Palmer’s incredible lips, tongue, and thick finger working me over for a full minute.
“Oh, God, I’m coming!”
My grip tightens in Palmer’s hair, and my hips thrust against his mouth as he sucks and licks and fucks me with his finger through my release. I’ve barely caught my breath when Palmer suddenly pulls out from between my thighs and his hands are on my hips, yanking me off the desk and whirling me around until I have to smack my hands on top of the desk when it’s in front of me before I face-plant on it.
I just came, and I’m already whimpering and panting and moaning for him again as he presses the front of his body against the back of mine, and I can feel him start rustling around behind me, jerking his shorts down, lining himself up with my soaking-wet entrance. His thick, muscular arm is around my hips, and he’s grabbing together both of my long braids at the nape of my neck, giving them a little tug so my head tilts back and to the side.
His lips wrap around the side of my neck, licking and kissing his way up to my ear, both of us moaning loudly when I jerk my hips back, forcing the head of his cock inside me.
There’s just something so much hotter that I’m fully naked and the fabric of Palmer’s clothing is rubbing against the back of my heated skin, just like that day in the shed, when he couldn’t get inside me fast enough and didn’t even bother taking his shorts all the way off.
“Is this okay?” he asks softly, making my heart go pitter-patter even though I’m so needy for him I could scream, when he tugs a little harder on my braids he holds in one hand, and my pussy clenches around the tip of him, needing all of him right now.
“That’s twice now with no comfortable bed or rose petals,” I manage to rasp out, Palmer still holding himself perfectly still while he nuzzles his nose right under my ear, his chest pushing harder against my back and bending me over the desk while his tight arm around me shakes with the need to drive his cock inside me. “Are you sure your delicate sensibilities can handle this without the need to apolo—”
My teasing words are cut off with a loud gasp when Palmer thrusts his hips forward and plunges his cock inside me.
“Fucking hell, I will never get used to how perfect your pussy feels wrapped around me,” Palmer groans into my ear, pulling his hips back and then sliding back into me shallow then deep, swirling his hips a little and making me see those damn stars again. “You still deserve goddamn silk sheets and rose petals, but I just felt you come on my lips and tongue, and that just shot all my control to hell.”
I moan at his words and feel myself get impossibly wetter around his cock as he pumps in and out of me. Palmer’s tight hold around me loosens, and he slides his hand across my stomach until he grips my hip in his hand, letting me slide my palms forward more on the desk, my braids still held tightly in his fist as he starts thrusting into me faster and harder.
Even though I told myself the next time Palmer and I had sex I’d slow us down and let us both take the time to appreciate each other, it just seems like there’s something manic and desperate that happens between us that neither one of us can control, and I certainly don’t give a shit about stopping. Palmer holds tightly to my hair, keeping my neck wide-open for his mouth as he screws me against this desk, making every fantasy I’ve ever had about him come true and even better than what I imagined.
