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I thrust into her. Fully, in one go. Her cunt stretches around me, her muscles automatically tensing in a way that doesn’t happen when she sleeps. I steal the word from her mouth, and then I kiss her again. She drags me into her as hard as I am her, grinding closer. Deeper.
Her breath hitches when I pull back for a moment. I roll my hips and slide back in. I do it again, demonstrating Idoknow how to go slow.
For a moment. To savor it.
But her legs loop around my hips, her heels digging into my ass, and she not-so-subtly tells me to quit tormenting her.
Message received.
I lay her back on the desk, knocking my laptop out of the way, and palm both her breasts. She reaches up and grips the edge of the desk over her head.
With every thrust, her body jiggles. Her breasts sway. I pinch her nipples, knead the sensitive flesh, and drive harder into her. I’m obsessed with the way she moves. With the flutter of her eyelids after every stroke.
First time having sex—that she can remember.
On a desk, no less.
How fitting. In the most ironic of ways.
I run one hand down her body and find her clit. She gasps and writhes under me at the added assault, and I increase the pressure until she comes undone.
It doesn’t take long.
She shatters around me, crying out my name.My name.
“Jacob,fuck me, that feels too good,” she moans, her eyes squeezing shut. “Oh my God. You’ve got to stop.”
“Stop?” I haul her up, slamming her against the wall. I grip the bottoms of her thighs, keeping her up. “We’re just getting started.”
“Jake,” she breathes.
“Touch yourself.” I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth.
She moans above me. I slide in and out of her, relishing the feel. The noises she’s making. My fucking songbird, right where she belongs.
“Make yourself come again.” My teeth graze her nipple.
“I can’t,” she whimpers.
That phrase isn’t in my dictionary. I take over her fingers’ movement, stroking her clit and dipping my fingers into her cunt alongside my dick. Stretching her more, hitting her G-spot with the pad of my index finger.
“Holy shit.” She’s nearly hysterical. Two orgasms andthis?
“We need to work on your stamina.” I kiss her throat, coasting my tongue over the edge of the scar. Then higher, working toward her jawline. There’s a frantic energy building inside me. It’s driving the need for her to come. To comewith me.
Finally, she lets out a low moan that sounds more like pain than pleasure. Her thighs tense around my hips, her back arches. It’s her sound that undoes me. My balls tighten, and I drive her to the cliff’s edge at the same time that I sprint off it.
Her orgasm triggers mine. She screams, and I’m right there with her. I capture her mouth with mine, absorbing her wordless pleas. Fully fucking buried in her.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been so completely obsessed.
After a moment, or maybe two, I pull back. I lower her legs to the floor and slip out of her. Satiated.Tired.
And for a moment, her expression seems to mirror mine.
Until she recalls what I did to get us here.
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