“Hmmm, this is nice.” She walked along the bookshelves on the far wall, pausing to look at the few service awards he’d won over the years. She turned and looked at his desk, then walked around and swiveled his custom office chair on its base. “This is fairly sturdy?”
“I think so. What are you thinking?”
She walked back to the loveseat in the corner and leaned her thighs against the arm. Jesse didn’t hide the way he was taking her in, letting his eyes roam over every inch of her body. Those tight jeans, her simple white top that made her breasts look amazing. Her lips.
“I’m thinking you should sit. Keep your clothes on, and then I should join you, on my knees, with my clothes off.”
“Do you need help undressing?”
“No. I think I got it. Do you have condoms in here?”
“I’ll go grab some.”
“I’ll be ready when you get back.”
“Okay.” Jesse slowly walked down to his room and took his time grabbing a few condoms and then lube from his bathroom. Lily-Grace clearly had a plan and he wanted to give her a few minutes to get things and herself just the way she wanted.
He waited in the doorway of his own bedroom for the entirety of “All The Stars,” then headed back down to his office. What he saw when he entered the room had his jaw on the floor. Lily-Grace stood in the same position beside the loveseat, completely naked.
“I don’t know which part of you to worship first,” Jesse said, his voice thick with lust. His erection was nearly full, pressing hard against the seam of his pants.
“Let me have my turn while you figure it out.” She came over to the doorway to meet him, then took his hand and brought him over to the desk. “Sit.”
He tossed the condoms on the desktop and did as she directed. He watched her, giving in to the urge to brush his finger over her soft belly, then over the tightened tip of her nipple as she moved to her knees between his spread thighs. She peered up at him before her gaze went down to his crotch. “I like that,” she said. “Keep touching me.”
Jesse didn’t need to be told twice. He traced a lazy circle over the soft skin of her shoulder, trailed the backs of his fingers over her neck. He realized then that he’d found a spot, a perfectly sensitive spot as goose bumps spread out over her skin as she swallowed a thick lump in her throat. He did it again, stroking over that same spot, and her eyes slipped closed, her tongue peeked out, and she licked her bottom lip. His cock twitched forward in his pants.
Lily-Grace’s hands went to his lap. She looked up at him with those dark brown eyes, through her thick lashes, rubbing up and down his thigh, squeezing a little, right before she moved her fingers to his belt. He shifted a little to give her better access, spreading his legs even more as she splayed open the fabric of his pants and reached into the slit in his boxers. He held back a moan of his own when she pulled out his cock. He watched her hands, long slender fingers, pigment missing in small and larger patches, as she fondled him. She used her other hand to cup his balls through his pants, and something about that, Jesse couldn’t explain it, but it was hot as fuck. A bead of moisture rushed to the tip of his erection as if to pass that message along to his partner.
She rose up on her knees, her tongue darting out to lick the drop away before she took the whole head with her lips. He was too big for her to take down to the root, but that didn’t stop her from trying. One hand stroked up his shaft while her mouth slid down to meet it, her wet tongue swirling over every inch it could reach. It felt amazing, pinpricks of electricity bursting over his skin in reaction to the way she was expertly sucking him. She kept her eyes on him, watching his every minute reaction. It was sexy as hell, the way her gaze bore into him. He measured his breath, trying not to let the pleasure overtake him, but soon Jesse realized her plan. He looked forward to coming in her mouth, but not this time.
Jesse cupped her cheek, reaching for a condom on the desk with his other hand. She sat back again, frowning a bit as she wiped her mouth with her fingers.
“What’s wrong?” Jesse asked before he rolled the condom into place.
“Nothing,” she replied, her tone light. “I was just thinking.”
Jesse took her by the elbow and encouraged her to stand up. He moved forward, sliding the chair closer to the desk, forcing her to rest her perfect ass on the edge. The same gentle way he touched her neck, he used the back of his index finger to lightly stroke over her delicate slit, which was visibly wet. He parted her lips with his knuckles, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her clit. “What are you thinking about?”
She squirmed, swallowing again, jutting her hips out to give him better access or maybe to ease the ache between her legs. “I was—I was thinking about just how much I like having you in my mouth, but this is nice. This feels good.”
Jesse leaned forward and took her left nipple between his lips. He turned his hand between her legs and used two fingers to stroke and pet her, to tease her entrance. She moaned, gripped the back of his head as she bucked against him. He switched to her other breast, opening his mouth wide to lick and suck every inch.
“Jess.” Lily-Grace’s pained moan filled the room and he couldn’t wait any longer.
“Come here.” He gathered her close, an arm around her waist and around her leg. Sitting back he pulled her into his lap with one smooth motion, glad he’d selected a wide-model chair with extra sturdy padded arms, plenty of room for her to straddle him. He gripped his erection and carefully guided it to her entrance. She couldn’t wait either. No teasing touch, she sat right down on his dick, taking every inch of him all at once. The cry she let out went right through him. Gripping his shoulders, she pressed her forehead to his. It was the closeness they both needed so they could adjust to finally getting what they wanted, after waiting all day long.
“Babe,” she said, her breath coming out in a harsh pant against his mouth. “You feel so fucking good.”
“You remember the way you felt, earlier tonight. When you realized I could do a split? That’s how good you feel.” Jesse smiled at the sputtering laugh that came out of her. Just as quickly it melted into another moan. She rocked her hips forward, clamping down around him and every thought, every joke left his head. All he could think about was the woman on his lap and the way she felt in his arms.
Lily-Grace cupped his face and kissed him. Jesse kissed her back, wrapping his arm around her waist to give him the leverage he needed to rock his hips up against the perfect cradle of her body. She rode him hard and slow, grinding her hips like she was searching for something only he could give her. Jesse kissed every inch of her skin he could reach. Her cheeks, her soft full lips, her smooth shoulders. She cried out when he used his tongue to tease that spot on her neck. Even louder, when he scraped that spot with his teeth before he used his mouth to lightly suck on it. That was all it took and she came apart in his arms, soaking his lap with the evidence of her orgasm. She collapsed against him, arms gripped tight around his shoulders like she didn’t want to let go.
Jesse lifted her and set her down on the desk, still deep inside her as he moved. She wrapped her legs around him as he pumped into her in deep, punishing strokes. The curses that slipped from her lips spurred him on and soon he filled the condom, eyes squeezed shut against an eruption of stars. He came back down to Earth with the feeling of her fingertips creeping under the hem of his shirt. His ab muscles twitched as she drew her nails over his skin.
“Round two,” she panted, her eyes barely open. “Let’s take this off.”
Chapter 22
