Page 43 of Under His Obsession

“Of course.” She walks across the room, my gaze latched on the sexy sway of her hips. “Oh, yes, I see it right here.”

She leans over my desk and concentrates on a spot, all the while gifting me with an up-close view of her gorgeous tits.

I stand, circle the desk and grip her waist. She yelps as I spin her, lift her from the floor and set her ass on my desk. I cup her chin, press my thumb to her lush lips, and since kissing is off the table, I slide my thumb inside her mouth. She sucks on me, and the sweet sensations wrap around my dick. Her legs envelop me, and she pulls me against her until she’s pressed against my cock. She’s so goddamn hot between her legs, my mouth waters for a taste.

I reach around my back, lock my hands on her ankles and remove her legs. She whimpers, but I step back, take one foot and brace it against my stomach. Her breathing changes as I run my hand along her thigh and unsnap the garter holding up the lace.

“What are you doing, sir?” she asks, and I love the role she’s playing.

“We’re going out, and you can’t go out dressed like this. You’re so goddamn sexy it will draw attention, and I like to keep a low profile, as you know.”

“I do know.”

“I thought I’d help you out of these clothes. That is, if you want me to.”

“Oh, I do. I do,” she says quickly, and I love her enthusiasm.

I grip the band and slowly roll the lace down, tossing it away. I repeat the motion with the other leg, and step back to admire the woman before me. Her dark eyes are ablaze, her thighs wide.

I’ll never look at that desk the same way. I step around her and clear my desk, my hands shaking with need. She’s practically quivering when I circle back, widen her legs even further and position myself in between them. I cup her breasts, run my thumbs over her nipples until they’re poking through the thin black material. She shivers.

Her hands lift, but I grab her wrists and place them at her sides. “Keep them here. Only I get to touch. That’s your punishment.”

“Yes...sir.”

I unzip her outfit from the back, and it falls to her waist, showcasing those gorgeous full tits.

“Fucking beautiful,” I grumble, and give her shoulder a light nudge until she’s flat out on my desk, spread wide open, mine for the taking. I push the skirt up, exposing a flimsy pair of lace panties. With the pad of my thumb, I brush her clit through the material, and her whimper curls around me, tugs at my cock.

“Ever been fucked on a desk?” I ask, pretty sure of her answer.

“No.”

“You want to be?”

“So much...”

I chuckle at that, and in one fast movement tear the lace from her hips.

“Oh God,” she moans.

“So pretty,” I say, and bend forward to lick her. Her hips writhe restlessly as her heat reaches out to me. She’s so damn responsive, it fucks with me in the strangest ways.

I suck on her clit and slowly slide a finger into her tight channel. She clamps around me. “Look at you, so needy and wet and ready for me.”

“Yes...” she murmurs and tosses her head from side to side.

I stroke her until she’s whimpering, but I don’t make her come. I want to be inside her, to feel her contractions around me. I push my shorts to my knees, and she goes up on her elbows, watching as I tear open a condom.

“I want to do it,” she says.

“Yeah?”

“Please, sir.”

I take her arm and sit her up. “Make it fast, okay?”

Her teeth dig into her bottom lip as her small hand takes hold of me. Her soft fingers glide over my shaft as she fits me with the rubber, and I curse under my breath.

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