Page 6 of Happily Ever Maybe

“Jen,” he whispered.

“Oh, dear God. I knew you could do something better withthat mouth than just drone on and on about reports.” I winked as I said it,needing to settle into this moment.

He rolled his eyes before kissing me hard and gripping mywrist. “Now, be a good girl and suck my dick.”

I should be offended, but I really wanted to see it. I didn’t usually like them. They were ugly and awkward, but Ireally wanted to see his. So, I undid his pants, andwe both worked them down over his very luscious ass. I swallowed hard.

He was thick, long, and the ring at the end was something Iwasn’t quite expecting.

“Look at you with the jewelry. Full of surprises.” I lickedmy lips even as I gripped him in one hand, my thumb rubbing the jewelry at thetip.

“Well, your hand is like a fucking vise.If you’re not careful, I’m going to come over those pretty tits and not in thatpussy.”

“I’m sorry. Is that a complaint?” I squeezed.

His eyes closed, and he gripped my wrist, keeping me steady.“I want to feel your pussy around me.”

“We can make that happen. But the piercing?” I asked again.

He shrugged, the movement making my hand slide up and downhis cock. We both groaned at that, and I kept workinghim slowly. I didn’t want this to end, even though I knew it needed to. “We’refriends with a bunch of tattoo artists and piercers. Of course, I have the inkand piercings.”

I looked over his body, at the tattoos covering his chestand hips. I knew he had more on his back. After all, we worked out together,and I had seen him shirtless countless times. But I had never seen him likethis.

Damn the man. “Well, I like it.”

“I’m surprised you’re not more pierced.”

I shimmied off the desk and went to my knees in front ofhim, pulling my hair down from its bun. He wrapped it around his fist and tugged.I nearly moaned, the pinch of pain doing something to me I wasn’t ready for.

“I used to have my nipples done, but some bras show them,and that’s not great in a fight.” He grunted as I swallowed him whole, and hebegan working in and out of my mouth. Even though I was the one keeping thepace, he was the one in control. Tricky bastard.

And then he moved faster, harder, and I hollowed my cheeks,doing my best not to gag as he hit the back of my throat. He wasn’t rough,though, didn’t make my eyes water, he just kept going. When he pulled away, I frowned up at him, licking my lips, reveling in the saltytaste of his pre-come. He shook his head.

“If I finish now, I’m not going to come inside you. And thatwas the rule, wasn’t it? For today only?”

I didn’t recall if we had made that rule, but he was right.So, I looked down at his wet cock. “I don’t have a condom.”

He cursed under his breath before shucking out of his bootsand pants quicker than I imagined. And then he went to another desk, his cockbobbing against his stomach, and it was all I could do not to jump him.

“Behold,” he said as he pulled condoms from Noah’s deskdrawer.

I looked at him. “How on earth did you know they werethere?”

“I found them by accident, and I don’t ask Noah or Fordquestions. You won’t either.”

I burst out laughing, but I nodded, and then I was on him.He caught me, and I wrapped my legs around him, careful to keep his cock awayfrom my entrance. He wasn’t covered, and there was no way that I was ready forthat kind of risk.

He spread me across my desk, and I groaned as I watched himcover himself. When he was sheathed, he spread my legs, met my gaze, andthrust.

One time, no warning, just a deep breath and a stretch thatwas almost too much.

He met my gaze, and I knew if he didn’t move soon, I wouldsay something stupid.

Like something about emotions. And we weren’t going to dothat. We were friends who worked together. This was just for fun.

To satisfy the craving we’d had for the past year.

He leaned down and took my lips as if reading my mind, andthen he moved. Hard and fast. I arched beneath him, needing him more than Ithought possible. We were somehow on the floor, him taking the brunt of thefall.