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Zach nods his permission, though he does seem at a loss for words. “Just remember, baby, if you need me to stop or slow down, just say the words, and I will. No guilt, no hard feelings, ok?”
Zach shakes his head, but I need more than that, so I narrow my eyes and wait. Getting the hint, Zach smiles slightly. “Yes, Alex, I understand.”
Gods, are my pants getting tight, or is it just me?
I’d love to say that I took my time stripping this man. That I was slow and seductive, worshiping every inch of his body as it deserves to be worshiped. And one day, I really hope I have the chance to do that. Today isn’t that day, however.
My mouth meets his again, and it's a frantic fight to get each other’s clothes off. Both of us seem to have lost all semblance of self-control. I toss his suit jacket to the floor, praying it’s not very expensive. But Zach doesn’t even look that way. He’s frantically pulling on the buttons of my dress shirt, his fingers clumsy as he tries to get it off of me. At least two buttons fly.
I couldn’t care less, though, as I rip off his shirt and make a mental note to replace his suit because I don’t have it in me to be careful anymore. I let my shirt, which Zach’s finally managed to unbutton, hit the floor. His hands are already groping at my belt. We’re both panting and desperate.
I can’t wait any longer and gently push his hands away, tugging at my belt and button of my pants. I push them down to my knees before remembering my shoes. As I’m kicking them off, Zach is doing the same. I don’t even worry about my socks. I just kick my pants to the side so I’m now standing there in only my boxer briefs.
“Oh, wow,” Zach whispers, his eyes drifting down my torso and to my bulging underwear. My cock is so hard, it’s threatening to rip through the flimsy fabric. His tongue slips out again between his lips, and I’m quickly becoming addicted to that little habit of his.
I put on my best feral grin and waggle my eyebrows dramatically. “You like what you see?” I ask him.
Zach laughs at my ridiculousness but does nod, his eyes serious. “You’re really unfairly sexy, you know that.”
Zach’s eyes widen to comical levels and he quickly covers his mouth with his hands, realizing he said those words out loud. But, I won’t let him be embarrassed.
I wrap my arms around his back, closing all of the distance between us. I tip my hips forward so that my erection is brushing against his abs.
“Do you feel that, Zach? Do you feel how hard I am?”
He seems breathless as he answers, “Y-yes.”
“That’s all for you, baby. Every last inch is squeezed in my boxers right now and desperately wants to be free. That’s how much you turn me on. That’s how sexy I think you are. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” I dip my head down, my teeth dragging across his ear. I feel his own erection jerk against my thigh where I have it pinned.
“Really?” he asks, sounding like he can hardly believe the words I’m saying. I have to swallow down the growl that is threatening to escape. I barely know this man, but his self-confidence issues are already apparent, and I want to track down and tear apart every last fucker that made him feel so unsure of himself. If this continues beyond tonight, I’ll do everything I can for him to realize just how truly worthy he is.
“Yes, really. No one has ever made me feel like this before. I’ve never felt so out of control in my life. It’s taking every last bit of strength I have not to pin you to this desk and fuck you senseless.”
There goes that tongue again, peeking between his lips. I have such an urge to just bite it. But before I can indulge, Zach looks up at me, and while it’s still there, the nerves seem to be replaced by something else. Another emotion I can’t quite make out.
“Please, yes.”
My eyes darken as I watch Zach’s expression. Is he asking me what I think he is? I tip my head so our foreheads are touching, my hands caressing his back.
“Please, yes, what?”
He looks like he might die before the words can come out. My poor, shy man. But, Zach smiles and forces himself to keep eye contact. “Please, yes, do that, Alex. P-pin me against the desk. I want it.”
This time, it’s my breath that catches in my throat. I never in a million years expected such honesty from Zach.
“Are you sure, baby? Because if I do, I can’t promise I’ll be able to stay in control.”
“I’m sure. Lose control, Alex. Please. I need it. I need you.”
I let the growl lose this time and bite down on his ear lightly. His hips jerk in surprise. “Gladly.”
5
ZACH
One second I’m ogling the god that is Alexander, and the next, I’m flat on my back, lying across Alex’s desk. The man is all muscle. Does he work out constantly? And the smattering of hair on his perfectly sculpted chest only makes him hotter. It’s the same strawberry-blonde shade as the hair on his head. It makes me self-conscious of my stick-thin frame and that I’m pretty much hairless except on my head, arms, and legs, but Alex is looking at me like I’m the tastiest meal he’s ever seen. So I guess it’s not so bad.
I’m still mostly dressed, at least on the bottom half, and there’s something digging into my left ass cheek. But all thoughts of discomfort disappear when Alex stands in between my spread legs and leans down, his hands resting on the desk on either side of my face. He lowers himself down so that his face is inches from mine and his naked torso is brushing against me. I’m pinned and helpless and living every fantasy I ever had.
