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His lips are on mine.
My eyes remain open for a full second, which is the time it takes for me to realize this is really happening. One of my new bosses—who is probably one of the sexiest men I’ve ever met—has his lips pressed against mine.
Maybe I shouldn’t return the kiss. The last thing I want is to risk my new job, but at the same time…I can’t help myself. My heart drums hard inside my chest and next thing I know my tongue is prying his lips apart.
“Yes,” I mutter softly, slipping my tongue inside his mouth. My hands go to his clean-shaved face, my fingertips on that dagger-sharp jaw of his, and a pressure starts building inside me. My heart does a somersault and a violent heat settles right between my legs. When was the last time I felt like this? It seems so long ago I can barely remember. But right now, right here…
Dear God, I’m as wet as I’ve ever been.
“This is wrong,” James whispers, his lips moving against mine. At the same time, he moves his hand up so that his fingers can slip under the hem of my dress. They move higher, slowly but steadily, tracing an invisible line over my inner thigh, and only stop when they’re firmly pressed against the damp fabric of my thong.
“Wrong…” I merely repeat, and my right hand falls from his face and lands on his lap. I turn my wrist, spread my fingers wide, and my heart almost explodes when I brush them against the hard shape of his cock. To say that he’s big would be doing a disservice to James’s manhood. The man’s body is a miracle.
“Wrong…” He pushes my thong aside, moves a finger up the length of my inner lips, and then gently drapes it over my clit. “But it feels sofuckingright.”
“Yes,” I breathe out, my fingers tightening around his cock, “it does.”
Then and there, our kiss grows wild and fierce, our hands moving over each other’s body with the abandonment of someone who only has a couple of hours left on this Earth. He pushes the zipper down on my dress, I kick my heels off. I pull his belt free from his loops, rip his shirt open. He opens my bra with a quick flick of his fingers, I unbutton his pants.
It’s a well-coordinated dance, one that we didn’t rehearse but that we can execute to perfection.
Perfection—yes, that’s the word I’m looking for. Because when I flatten my palm against his rock hard abs, and when his lips travel down from my lips, to my neck, and finally to my breasts…the word perfection is the only one that comes to mind.
“On your knees,” he says, his voice growing raspier by the second. He didn’t even have to say it. His words have barely left his mouth but my knees are already on the floor. “Good.”
“Yes,” I purr, leaning in while my tongue slips out. “Very good.”
I don’t hesitate.
I get rid of his trousers and boxer briefs, then open my mouth wide and go for it, closing my eyes as my lips roll down his length. I only stop when I feel him pressed tight against the back of my throat, his warm flesh pulsing against my tongue.
I open my eyes then, and look up to see James’s head tilted back, his eyes half-lidded as pleasure washes over his face. To know that I’m at the root of that pleasure, to know that I’m the one pleasuring him right now…it’s almost more than I can take.
“I need you right now,” he says all of a sudden, and then it all happens so fast my head starts to spin. He pulls back from me, his cock slips out of my mouth, and next thing I know I’m back up on my feet. He rips my thong off, the fabric coming apart with a loud sound, and then pushes me back until I’m pinned against the wall.
“Then take me,” I half-whisper, half-purr, my heart beating so loudly I can barely hear myself think.
“I will,” he growls, closing the distance between us faster than I thought possible. His hands land on my hips and he pulls me up and into him. Reacting on nothing but instinct, I throw my arms over his shoulders and lace my legs around his waist.
And, just like that, he’s deep inside of me.
I want to say something, but it’s impossible. The way his hard cock slips past my inner lips and stretches my inner walls, and the way his hips keeps on moving against mine…fuck, it’s almost a miracle that I can breathe, let alone talk.
I struggle to get the air in, my fingernails dig deep into his back, and I tighten my legs around his waist as hard as I can. His lips return to mine even hungrier than before, and he fucks me in a way that…God, I almost feel bad for saying it, but in a way no one has ever fucked me before.
“Harder,” I finally blurt out, my body begging for more.
“Harder it is,” a grin lights up his face, and he starts moving almost mercilessly, his cock going deeper and deeper with each thrust. I don’t even feel the seconds ticking by. All I know is that my body feels as if it’s about to explode from the inside out, my nerve endings coming alive all at once.
“I’m gonna—”
“So am I,” he cuts me short, thrusting one final time.
I can’t even begin to describe what I’m experiencing. It’s lighting and thunder inside my body and mind. I feel so unbelievably alive that I don’t even know if I’ll cry or laugh—instead, I do the next best thing and let out a vicious moan, my voice bouncing off the walls.
“That’s it,” he whispers into my ear, gently pushing his body up against me. He reaches the point of no return then, his cock becoming almost impossibly hard, and I feel his milky seed spilling inside of me.
For a split second, I almost think reality is going to hit me hard and that I’m going to regret all of it…but I don’t.
