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“Casey, you need to relax more,” he said. “Chill out a bit.”
“Relax. Chill out a bit,” I said. “Alright, I'll get right on that.”
I noticed he was still holding my hands in his, and he was standing incredibly close to me now. We were inches apart, and I felt his breath against my cheek. He smelled musky and clean, and I fought the urge to bury my face into his neck to breathe him in. Everything about him was just so damn sexy and did things to me that I couldn't explain or deny.
Malcolm was the one to lean in, surprising me when he brushed his lips across my cheek. I gasped as he turned my face toward him, forcing me to stare deep into his eyes. When he leaned in again, his lips touched mine and it was over for me. I felt the fires ignite between my thighs and my body explode with sensation.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he pulled me in, closer. His tongue pushed past my lips, slipped into my mouth, and before I knew what was happening, Malcolm had lifted me off the ground like I weighed nothing at all, and carried me over to his desk. He sat me down upon it, pushing my skirt up around my waist, and I wrapped my legs tight around him.
“Malcolm, we probably shouldn't –” I murmured, but I don't think he heard me.
Although I knew we probably shouldn't, I somehow found that my hands were on his belt. I was struggling to unbuckle it, even as I fought the urge to rip his pants off of him,
“Casey, you have no idea the shit I've had to deal with this week,” he gasped, helping me with his belt buckle. “I was so happy to get your text. It was the one bright spot in this whole shitty week.”
“You were? It was?”
“MmmmHmmm,” he said, nuzzling his face against my neck as he gently nibbled my flesh. “I didn't even know I needed you until you walked through that door, but God, Casey – ”
His hands slide up my inner thighs as his tongue explored my mouth. My panties were pushed aside, and he circled my clit with his fingers. I bit down on his lip, by accident, but Malcolm returned the favor, nibbling my lip as he fingered me.
“Third time's a charm, right?” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes,” I whimpered. “Yes, Malcolm, please –”
His pants had slipped down onto his hips, and before I could finish my sentence, I felt his gloriously stiff cock pressing hard against me. With my heels digging into him, I pulled him closer to me, no longer able to resist. Like he said, third time's the charm. Might as well keep trying until we succeeded, right?
But, it was somehow more than just that, for the both of us. I could feel it.
He thrust himself into me with a low grunt, burying his cock deep inside of me. I tightened my hold on him as I muffled the sounds coming from my throat, burying my face into his shirt as he fucked me on top of his desk.
Papers scattered across his desk, fluttered to the floor with a rustle as we knocked them down with our frantic movements. Malcolm was desperately pumping his hips, thrusting himself into me hard and fast. He fucked me as if his life had depended on it. I held on for dear life, savoring the way he felt inside of me, the way he kissed me. I never wanted this to end.
“Look at me, Casey,” Malcolm said, and I lifted my face to stare into his eyes. “God, you're so beautiful.”
He rammed himself into me, deeper and harder, holding onto my ass for leverage. I cried out, and instantly feared that others might hear us. If Malcolm was concerned about that though, it didn't show on his face. He continued pounding himself into me, our foreheads pressed together and our eyes locked on each other as he fucked me as hard as he could.
When my noises grew louder, he kissed me, silencing my screams with his mouth as I crested to the peak of my orgasm. My entire body tensed around him, and he muttered against my lips.
“Yes, oh yes, Casey, come for me, baby,” he said.
His voice was deep and animalistic as he urged me to lose control. Malcolm lifted my ass off the desk, pulling me into him and that was all I needed. I bit down, hard, on his lip as my body spasmed uncontrollably. I whimpered as the pleasure coursed through my body, from my head down to my toes. A warmth spread from my center, causing my toes to curl and my hands to grab hold of anything they could. I clung tightly to Malcolm's shirt as the wave of my orgasm crashed down hard over me.
I opened my eyes and saw Malcolm watching me, a look of pure desire on his handsome face, as he thrust into one more time. I felt him pulsing deep within me, and a growl escaped his lips as he exploded in my womb.
For a moment, it was like no one else existed – it was just him and me. And as I felt his warm, sticky seed filling me up, I let myself go, crying out as another orgasm took me by surprise. Malcolm held onto me, our bodies riding out the pleasure together until every last ounce of his seed was inside of me.
I let my head drop to his chest, and I tried to remember how to breathe normally. Malcolm stroked my back as we sat there, our bodies still intertwined together. His heart beat was fast and hard, thundering against his chest. I could have listened to that sound all day, but Malcolm lifted my face up to look at him again, brushing his lips against mine.
“You have no idea how badly I'd needed that,” he said.
“I know what you mean,” I said, whispering softly against his lips.
“Have I told you lately how amazing you are?”
Both heat and color rushed to my cheeks, and I almost said something I would have come to regret. The emotions of the moment made me feel something stronger than lust or even like for the man in front of me.
“You're the one who's constantly surprising me, Malcolm,” I said.
