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“Take off your dress,” he commanded.
I stalled.
As if he could tell that I was utterly useless, he grabbed the hem and rolled it back toward my thighs. He didn’t bother pulling the dress over my head.
He pressed long, heated kisses atop my thighs, trailing them closer and closer to my panties, all but guaranteeing his signature red marks in the morning. He pushed the silk fabric to the side and blew a long kiss against my clit.
I sucked in a breath as he pulled away and whispered, “I’ve missed the taste of your pussy in my mouth.”
I leaned forward to unbuckle his belt, but he grabbed my wrists. Hard.
“Stop,” he said. “I want to fuck you differently this time, so we can finally get and stay on the same page.”
“We are on the same page.”
“No.” He stared into my eyes as he loosened his belt. “But we’re about to be.”
Standing over me, he slid his hands under my thighs, lifting my hips off the printer—slowly positioning his hard cock against my slit.
“Look at me,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “Chloe, look at me.”
I locked my eyes onto his, feeling every nerve in my body run haywire.
“Tell me you want me,” he said, sliding into me slowly, making me feel every inch of him. “Tell me you’re done playing these ghosting games and that you fucking want me.”
“Yes…”
“Yes what?”
“I want you.” I moaned once he was completely inside me, once he began fucking me slowly. “I fucking want you.”
He pressed his mouth against my neck, still controlling my body with the pace of his hips, still leaving his mark on my pussy with every stroke.
“Tylerrrr.” I said his name as he slid into me harder, as he held onto me tighter.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, making him groan as he stroked me deeper. My arms went around his neck, and I couldn’t help digging my nails into his back.
He whispered my name as his cock throbbed inside me, as waves of pleasure began rolling over my body.
There was no use in trying to hang on, in trying to savor extra seconds I couldn’t handle.
“Ahhhh…”
“Fuckkk.”
We reached our climax at the exact same time, and Tyler held onto me until I stopped shaking.
When he was certain I was okay, he pulled out of me, and I stared at him, waiting for his next move.
Our next move.
“Chloe?” he whispered.
“Yes?”
“Get down from the printer and bend over that desk…”
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