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"Trust me, Dominic," I murmured, my fingers slipping under the collar of his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin. "You're not going to regret this." My seduction grew bolder, and I could feel his resistance beginning to crumble.
"Damn it, Calla," he groaned, his hands gripping my hips as if trying to hold on to whatever shred of control he had left. But it was no use; I could see it in his eyes… he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.
"Let go, Dominic," I whispered into his ear, my lips brushing against his skin. "Let me show you what you've been missing." And with those words, any remaining hesitation seemed to vanish from his expression, replaced by a burning hunger that mirrored my own.
"Fuck it," he muttered, pulling me into a fierce kiss that sent sparks shooting through my body. Our mouths collided with an urgency born of pent-up longing, our tongues tangling as we explored each other's depths. It didn't take long for our clothes to follow suit, thrown around his office.
He sat on a chair that happened to be in his office for extra visitors. I straddled him, the wetness of my opening ready for him. I slid over him, sinking slowly, appreciating how he filled me in a way I couldn't seem to get enough of. We both sighed when my butt made contact with his hips. I started bucking my hips, enjoying how it made his manhood hit me, deeply, in the most pleasurable way. Dom leaned back, the chair threatening to fall backwards until Dom sat up with a chuckle.
"We don't need to incur a workplace injury over this." He smiled before continuing answering my kiss. I cradled his face in my hands, drawing him into me, while I continued to rub myself on him. The heat started to build within me and I started to pant with exertion and desire. The office had become our private sanctuary, hidden away from the rest of the world.
"God, Calla," Dominic panted, his hands roaming over my body as our bodies moved together, each movement driving me closer and closer to the edge. "You feel so fucking good."
"Baby," I answered him, my fingers holding tightly onto the backrest of the chair, using it for leverage as I quicked my pace. My breathing hitched as I panted, nearing completion. The scent of our passion filled the room, intoxicating us both as we lost ourselves in each other's bodies.
Dominic's mouth found my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple before capturing it between his teeth, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. My hands tangled in his hair, urging him on as he lavished attention on my sensitive flesh.
"Right there, Dominic," I gasped, feeling myself nearing climax. He shifted his position, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot inside me. My swollen clitoris enjoying the friction of our skin.
"Calla," he moaned, his voice strained as he struggled to hold back his own release. But it was too much – our bodies surrendered to the onslaught of pleasure, waves of ecstasy crashing over us as we clung to one another, lost in the intensity of our connection. I slumped over him on the chair, trying to recover.
As our ragged breaths slowly returned to normal, I looked into Dominic's eyes, seeing the satisfaction and uncertainty that mirrored my own emotions. As Dominic gently brushed his fingers across my cheek, I couldn't help but smile.
"Damn, Calla," he whispered, a hint of awe in his voice. "I can't seem to get enough of you. I don't think I'll ever look at this chair the same way ever again."
I giggled. "I don't think I'll be able to concentrate in this office ever again." My voice was breathless as he trailed kisses along my jawline. "You're so fucking good at fucking me."
He sat back in mock indignation. "I'll have you know that you fucked me, missy. I had nothing to do with this. Apparently, I just needed to supply a stiff cock, and you did the rest," he replied with a smirk. His dark eyes started to fill with carnal desire yet again. He pressed his body against mine, our heartbeats pounding in sync as our mouths hungrily explored one another yet again.
"God, I just want more," I confessed, breathing heavily as our connection deepened with each touch and kiss. In that moment, it was as if nothing else existed but us. The world outside had faded away, replaced by the intoxicating heat of our passion.
"I want more too," Dominic admitted, his voice shaking with need. But he stood up, carrying me and helping me get on my feet. "I just don't think this is the most comfortable place for us." I looked at the red pressure points on my shins, caused by the clash with his chair. He could be right on that one.
"Maybe it's time to fuck me on the table then."
"Maybe we need to mark the entire office with us." He laughed, which made me laugh.
"Or… not."
"Yeah, or not. I think a luxurious bed is where we should take this action."
"I'm up for that."
"Well, my girl, the night is still young. Let's try to do a repeat performance in a more comfortable setting."
I walked up to him, running my hand down his bare chest and placing my lips gently on the tip of his chin.
"I could repeat this every night of my life, Dr. Harrington." Something possessed me to say that, and I can't say I regretted it.
He swept me up in a kiss, giving me the affirmation I craved.
He nuzzled his face into my neck and whispered in my ear. "But no more chairs."
I chuckled. "No more chairs."
Chapter 13
Dominic
