“I just need to finish up the?—”
“Work’s over,” I tell her, keeping my voice low, leaving no room for argument. “I’ve been working you too hard, Lilly. It’s important that you have proper downtime for…other activities.”
Her skin flushes a pretty pink all the way down her neck to the V in her blouse.
Slowly, she straightens and pushes the cabinet drawer shut.
When she doesn’t respond right away, I be sure to add, “But only if you still want thoseother activities, Lilly.” I hold her gaze, doing my damn best to keep the lust I’m feeling for her under control. I need her to know that this is her choice. Always. If she’s happy with a one-time thing, I will be, too.
Well, Iwon’tbe happy about it. But I’ll respect it.
“Say the word, and we go back to…before,” I finished lamely. “But if you’re?—”
“Yes,” she says quickly. “I think that having downtime for other activities is very important.”
My cock twitches with her answer, and the way her pupils blow out.
I roll my chair back and rise slowly.
Her breath is coming fast as I cross the room. Her tits are straining beautifully against her cotton blouse. But when I reach for her, she slides to the side. “No,” she says. “Not here. Not in your office. “She must see the confusion on my face, because I can’t think of any better place to fuck her than my favorite room. “Boundaries,” she adds as an explanation.
“Right.” I nod slowly. “Boundaries.”
Fucking boundaries.
I swallow back the protest and reach for her hand instead, tugging her out the door and into the hallway.
My bedroom is only a few feet away; hers is even closer.
Fuck it. Too far.
I spin her quickly and push her up against the wall.
A gasp slips from her lips, but my mouth swallows it with a hungry kiss. Her lips part under mine as my tongue pushes into her mouth, demanding and taking. I can taste the faint hint of peppermint tea she had earlier in the afternoon, and beneath it, the sweet taste that’s uniquely hers.
“God, I’ve been thinking about this all fucking day,” I growl against her mouth, breaking the kiss long enough to let the words tumble out. “Every time you brushed past my desk, let your tits graze my arm, my cock was straining against my jeans, imagining exactly how sweet it would be to sink into you right then and there.”
My hands slide down her sides, tugging her blouse free from her skirt, before working the buttons roughly. Finally, the fabric falls open, revealing a lacy bra and the soft swell of her tits straining against it.
“I’ve been thinking ofthis.” She archesinto my touch and sighs. “Your hands on me. Your mouth on mine. It’s been torture.”
“It was your boundary, sweetheart.”
I lower my head to capture one nipple between my lips. I suck hard, pulling a sharp gasp from her, then switch to the other, biting just enough to make her moan my name.
“Fuck, I like hearing my name on your lips, sweetheart. It’s going to sound even sweeter when you scream it while I’m making you come.”
Her fingers scramble at my belt, pulling the buckle loose with clumsy impatience. I help her, shoving my jeans and boxer briefs down in one swift motion, my cock springing free, thick and already slick with precum, throbbing for her.
Lilly reaches for me, her hand wrapping around me, making me hiss with the sensation of her touch.
“Feel that, sweetheart?” she nods, her eyes wide. “That’s what you do to me. I’m so fucking hard for you.”
She squeezes, and I moan, holding on by a thread. I need to be inside my girl.
I ruck her skirt up to her waist and slip a hand between her legs to find her panties already soaked. “Fuck, Lilly. You’re so wet.”
“For you,” she says, and I almost explode on the spot. “That’s what you do to me.”
