Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“What are we doing?” she asked as we came up to the side entrance.
Only a few people had access to the building late at night. I’d been given a key with my promotion and used it to let us inside.
“Whitt,” she breathed as we traversed the dark corridors, illuminated by soft red light.
I put my finger to my lips even though it was unnecessary.
No one was here.
Empty building. Empty floor. Empty office.
I dragged her into the latter, and she made a noise of delight at the view of the Tech campus, all lit up from my windows.
“And what are we doing all the way up here?”
My hands came down to her hips, wrapping around her waist and drawing her against me. I pressed a kiss onto her shoulder. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking you on my desk for far too long.”
She shivered at the words. “How long?”
“March.”
She coughed out a laugh, turning in my arms. “You didn’t even have this desk in March.”
“A guy has to have goals.” I walked her backward until her ass hit the edge of my desk. “And I envisioned you right here.”
Eve leaned her elbows back on the desk with a mischievous glint in her eye. “How do you want me?”
“Every way.”
“Tell me,” she breathed.
“Bent over the desk, ass in the air, my hand in your hair, cock in your cunt.”
I trailed a finger down the front of her dress, cupping her pussy through the material.
Her pupils dilated. “Yes.”
“Against the glass, bare ass for the world to see.”
“Please,” she panted as I shifted her dress out of the way and slid my hand into her panties.
“Flat on your back, legs spread wide, my hand on your throat.”
I pushed her the rest of the way down, my hand closing gently around her throat. I waited there. Not moving, except my thumb stroking her clit. I wanted to let go, to give her all of me exactly as I was. But I needed to make sure she was okay with it first. How wet she was told me everything I needed to know about the effect my words had on her body, but I needed to hear it from her mouth.
Eve shivered under my touch.
“If you want it,” I said.
“I want it,” she said, her voice heady and rough. “I want it all.”
“And this?” I asked as my grip tightened on her throat.
Her hand came over mine, and she squeezed. “Put your back into it.”
I grinned. “That’s my girl.”
I removed my hand from her panties to take my cock out from my suit pants. I stroked it up and down with her eyes on me, her legs spread, as I’d always envisioned. I pushed her panties aside, aligned our bodies, and crashed into her waiting pussy.
Her body rocked up the desk at my entry, but my hand held her pinned to the surface. And then I was fucking her. No graceful, gentle coddling. Nothing like what we’d experienced together under the trees after horseback riding in Midland. This was primal passion, delivered with brutal force and heady control.
Our bodies slapping together into the quiet, empty building was an orchestral crescendo to her orgasm. Her beautiful pants and whimpers and needy gasps—I loved every single one of them.
I had to force myself not to let go as she rode her high down on my cock. Her hand unknowingly clawing my hand that was still pinning her to the desk. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her body writhing under me.
I wanted to finish off inside of her, but I needed another orgasm from her, and I was determined to get it.
She was still mewling like a kitten as I pulled out, grasped her hips, and flipped her over. I dragged her backward until her ass was level with my cock and plunged back inside of her.
“Oh,” she cried out. Her hand reached backward for me as I sank in to the hilt. “Please.”
“Grip the top of the desk.”
Her eyes flicked back to mine, but she slowly grasped the desk. One of my hands tangled in the dark oil-stained threads of her hair, tugging her chin upward and her head back. A grunt of approval came from her lips, and I lost it.
The beast uncoiled in my chest and released. I pumped into her, hitting her as deep as I could on each stroke. Her back arched, her ass high in the air, giving me the best view of my life—my cock sinking in and out of her sweet cunt.
“Fuck,” I growled as I felt her second orgasm hit long and hard.
I couldn’t hold on to my own for the life of me. Not like this, with her under my control and at my complete mercy. I slammed into her one more time and came hard and fast. Only when I was empty did I pull back and watch my cum slide out of her.