My jaw drops. “How did you?—”
“I know you, baby.” He brings my leg down from his shoulder and leans back. “I’m stopping this time. I won’t touch you again until you’re done.”
I feel the goosebumps sliding up my arms at the sight of him on his knees waiting for me. There’s not a hint of frustration on his face.
I really want to thoroughly enjoy welcome-home sex with him, so even though my lady parts hate my brain right now, I go back to the spreadsheet in front of me.
Considering I have the proper motivation, I get everything entered and watch as the numbers formulate. When the last one pops up, I don’t bother double-checking my work. I click save and turn off my screen.
“Okay, I’m done. You can touch me now.”
“Thank fuck.”
Adam pulls the chair closer and his fingers barely graze my legs before an idea comes to mind. “Wait.”
I pop up from the chair, and Adam groans my name.
“Hold on.” I sweep everything off my desk. If Adam had pushed everything off, it likely would’ve put me out of the mood so fast, but I can handle a mess I’ve made myself.
Adam glides his hands up my skirt and pulls down my underwear. “Can I eat this pussy now?”
“Please do.”
It takes no time at all for Adam to adjust our angle and lift me up onto the desk, without even standing. In seconds, my skirt’s around my waist and his head is between my legs.
I hook one leg over his shoulder and pull him in tighter as I lean back on my hands.
The moan that comes out of him has my back arching. Hell, is this desk big enough for me to lie all the way back? I don’t know if my arms are strong enough to withstand more of those sounds.
His mouth alone has my toes curling, but knowing that he loves doing this just as much as I love receiving it will get me to an orgasm faster than any twist or flick of his tongue.
His fingers tease my entrance and slowly work their way in and out, before two of them push in and curl up to tap on my wall. He sucks my clit into his mouth, biting it lightly.
My legs start to shake, and just as my climax is starting to build, he lets out another groan and bites me again. My orgasm shoots off so fast it even takes me by surprise.
The pleasure nearly consumes me to the point that my arms start to shake. Adam’s hands capture my hips, bringing me back to the edge of the desk as he smacks my pussy.
The sting sends a whole new wave of pleasure through me. One I’ve never experienced, and before I can even register what’s happening, I squirt on Adam’s hand.
“Fuck, that was beautiful.” Adam stands and immediately takes off his shorts. He runs his hand covered in me over his shaft.
Stepping forward, he runs his tip over my clit and I damn near jump off the table again.
My breathing might have slowed a little, but it’s nowhere close to normal. “Sorry, that’s extremely sensitive right now.”
Adam chuckles in a soft, sweet tone before taking a small step back. “Don’t apologize, baby.” He rips his shirt over his head before working himself over again. “I could come just like this.”His other hand takes my knee, spreading me wide again. His eye trails from my pussy up to my eyes. “Fucking beautiful.”
That glint in his eyes is mesmerizing. Every muscle that flexes as he moves his hand up and down his length has my mouth going dry.
Finding some strength, I lean up and take over with my own hand. “I could say the same thing,” I mumble, still attempting to get my heart rate down.
Adam tilts his head back with a groan before capturing my face. “I fucking missed you so much.”
His lips are on mine before I can verbally respond, but I guess I’ll just let my kiss and hand do the talking. I really missed this man, too.
When his tongue glides against mine, and I can taste myself on him, a shudder goes through me.
“Actually, I need you inside me.” I gently glide his dick up against my center.
