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I licked my lips, not wanting to come right out and ask for the money. Not straight away. It felt wrong to be so demanding. And besides, I enjoyed his company and wanted to know how things were going in his world. So, instead of coming right out and asking for a handout, I took another tack.
“It's been a few days since we – you know -- and I wanted to see how you've been.” I said.
He tilted his head to the side, and he grinned at me, his baby blues sparkling like the Caribbean Sea. I felt my insides turning to liquid from just that one stare.
“I've been good,” he said. “I've been wondering about you too. I'm glad you stopped by.”
“You are?” I choked.
“I am,” he said, chuckling. “Why are you so surprised?”
“It's just the nature of our relationship – or rather, our business relationship – Ack, can I start that sentence over, please?”
I placed my head in my hands, wanting to crawl into a hole and disappear and maybe one day, come back as someone who could actually talk coherently. If it wasn't a snarky comment or scathing reply, I just couldn't seem to get it out around him.
Something touched my hand, and it took me a moment to realize it was Malcolm. He was pulling my hand away from my face. I looked up and saw him standing above me now, taking my hands in his. A small smile touched my lips and I let him pull me up from my seat. He was laughing, clearly amused by something I'd done.
“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.
