“I’m just saying, if we can acknowledge this little attraction—”
I spin back and she bounces off my chest.I had no idea she was that close, following me.
I catch her arms.
“Little attraction?”I hiss, as if having her in my arms is burning me.“Have you not noticed my erection every time you’re in my office?”
I shouldn’t have said that.
“A couple of times...”
Oh great.Knowing she’s been watching it makes my cock swell to maximum size.
Jesus.
That turns me on way too much.What did she think?Did she wish she could suck me off?Or fantasize about me ripping her panties off and thrusting inside her.
Fuck.
I...
Can’t...
Do—
“You aren’t the only one who feels something, Zander.It’s just not visible with females.”Courtney announces, making me fully aware that right now she is soaking wet.
Her pussy.
Wet.
Craving my cock.
There’s every reason to believe she’s taken care of that ache a few times since we’ve met, touching herself while thinking of my thick member hanging heavily in my Armani pants.
While she comes.
Touching herself.
Jesus fucking Christ, I’m not a saint.
I’m a red-blooded man who’s trying to ignore the hints of her lacy bra and creamy cleavage.The moisture on her pink lips.
The—
My mouth smashes down on hers, even as I hear my inner voice warning me loudly.I drown it out with my moan and relish as I hear Courtney’s mewl combine as I pull her hard against me.
God, I want this.
I want her.
I need her.
She opens to me as her hands grip my biceps.Additional whimpers send shock waves of arousal down the length of my cock.
I pick her up and step between her legs as I drop her onto the counter.
“Tell me to stop,” I say against her mouth.
