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Her kiss took me by surprise, but I wasn’t about to reject it. I had been eager to kiss her since we came into this store. And ever since I played her that song, ever since she agreed to let me rent the building, I could hardly think of anything except taking her in my arms. It felt like a commitment of sorts, this arrangement between us, and I was hopeful that it meant more than just a long-term home for my business. I hoped it meant Darcy and I had a future ahead of us.
I opened my mouth and felt her tongue press into me. She seemed eager, pressing hard against my mouth with an urgency that sent waves of pleasure through me. I pressed back, but it was strange to kiss her over the desk where my legs were pressing hard into the wood as I tried to get closer to her.
“Come here,” I said when I pulled my mouth away. I grabbed her arm and guided her around the desk so she stood in front of me. Her face was turned up, practically begging to be kissed, but, before I took her mouth against my own, I brought my hands to her hips. I lifted her up, so she sat on the edge of the desk and was delighted when she let out a little scream of protest.
“What are you doing?” she asked, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I bent down and kissed her even as my hands pressed open her legs so I could stand snuggly between them. She laughed through our kissing, and I felt her smile against my lips. And then her hands were on my back, pulling me closer to her.
Darcy wrapped her legs around me so she could pull me tighter against her. I felt desire flush down between my legs as she began to press herself against me, gently rocking on the edge of the desk.
“My God,” I whispered. I pressed back and was sure she could feel how she was turning me on. My mind was awash with images of Darcy spread out over this desk, looking up at me with an eager need as I pressed my length into her. I groaned at the fantasy and took her lip between my teeth, gently biting before releasing her.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked.
“Laying you across this desk,” I told her. A flash of surprise crossed her face, but it quickly settled into desire.
“I’d like that,” she whispered back, as if she were shy about saying the words. It was too much for me, and I reached down to grab the hem of her shirt and quickly pull it up and over her head. She laughed again, but she grabbed the back of my T-shirt and pulled to expose my chest. She threw it across the room, and I saw the shirt land on a pile of boxes in the corner.
I had stepped back to look at her, but it was Darcy who was taking me in. She had her bottom lip between her teeth, and she was dragging her eyes down my chest. I saw those eyes settle at the bulge between my legs, and I swear I got harder as she looked at me.
“God, I want you,” I groaned. I brought my hands to the narrowest part of her waist and ran them up and over her breasts, gently squeezing. Then I pushed her bra down so I could tease her nipples which were already hard and alert, responsive to my touch.
“I wanted you as soon as you sang that song,” Darcy said. She gasped when I brought my mouth to her neck, nibbling and licking from her ear to her collarbone. “I couldn’t think about anything except taking you right then and there.”
Darcy’s hand was along the waistband of my jeans, and I shivered as she ran her fingers along my hip bones, dropping below the fabric of my briefs. I bent down to bring my mouth to the nub of her nipple and heard the satisfied sigh as my tongue ran across it. Darcy popped the button of my jeans and lowered my zipper as I switched my mouth to her other breast. She pushed my jeans down to below my hips so she could press her warm hand against my length, still trapped by my underwear.
“See what you do to me?” I asked as she traced the outline of my erection with her fingers. I shivered and stepped away for a moment to kick off my shoes and step out of my jeans before walking back to her. I moved a stack of papers that sat on the desk and then grabbed Darcy’s legs so I could spin her to sit on the short edge of the desk.
“Lay down,” I ordered, and Darcy obeyed, quickly leaning back so she rested on her elbows where she could watch me. I started with her shoes, removing them one by one, and then went back to her jeans. I undid them and pulled hard at the legs to take them off of her, revealing a pair of black underwear that made me wonder if she was waiting for this. Had Darcy been thinking of this possibility? I certainly had.
This thought made me desperate for her, eager to feel just how much she wanted this. I pulled at her underwear, and she lifted her hips off the desk so she was fully exposed to me, lying out on the desk as she stared down at the space between us. I started with a hand on her knee, but then I stepped in to bring my other hand to her inner thigh. I crept closer until I was teasing the wetness that I could see between her legs. Darcy moaned and shifted forward, begging me for more, and I pressed my finger between her lips. As I thought, she was wet and eager for me, and I had to force myself to keep my focus on Darcy and her pleasure even when I wanted nothing more than to take her then and there.
Instead, I rubbed my finger up and down to tease her, watching the way her eyes squeezed closed in pleasure, and then I quickly switched my hand for my mouth. I steadied my hands on the edge of the desk as I bent down to lick her. My tongue pressed against her and Darcy cried out as I slowly experimented with my pace and pressure. As I began to move my tongue faster against her, I could tell it wouldn’t take long. She was close to the edge before I even touched her, and now my tongue was running circles over the spot I knew would bring her pleasure. I glanced up to see Darcy reach behind her back to unlatch her bra, and then she was touching her nipples, bringing even more pleasure, as I felt her body stiffen beneath my attention.
“Keep going,” she said, her voice breathy, and I obliged, doubling down on my efforts. I brought my finger up to tease her opening, and then I pressed deep even as my tongue continued to work between her legs. Almost immediately her whole body was shaking, and Darcy was crying out with abandon. I felt her crash over the edge of pleasure and her legs squeezed hard, trapping my face between them. I kept my finger moving in and out of her as she rode the wave of pleasure until she pushed my head away when it became too much for her. I rested my forehead on her abdomen as she breathed hard, trying to catch her breath, and I was rewarded with small ripples of pleasure that continued to pass through her.
“My God, I needed that,” she sighed. The words brought my thoughts to my own need, still stiff and waiting. Darcy seemed to think of this as well, because she tapped my cheek, and I looked up at her. She smiled down at me, and then she shifted her body, jumping down from the desk. I was disappointed for a moment, thinking this fantasy of taking her across the desk wouldn’t play out for me, but then she turned around and laid the top half of her body across it. My length jumped as I saw her look back over her shoulder, an invitation in her eyes.
I pressed my briefs down and kicked them off before taking myself in my hand. I stepped up to the perfect woman in front of me and lined myself up between her lips once more. She was still wet and eager, and Darcy spread her legs to give me more access as I found her opening. She arched her back, and I couldn’t wait a second longer to slide into her. I pressed in, feeling every inch of her expand to me as I found myself deeper than I had been before.
“God, yes!” Darcy cried out. Her arms reached out to grasp the edges of the desk, and I pulled out before entering her again, delighting in the feel of this angle. But I couldn’t go slowly. I was too ready, and the image of Darcy flat on the desk was threatening to undo me. I began rocking back and forth and saw Darcy’s body slide up and down along the desk as I did. She gripped her hands harder and tried to hold herself in place, and then I was moving faster, groaning in pleasure as she called out beneath me.
“You feel amazing,” I told her, but then I couldn’t speak. I took hold of Darcy’s hips, and I pulled her against me, driving my length even deeper inside of her. I lost myself in the rhythm of it, and all too quickly I found myself at my edge. One more push and I crashed over the threshold with a cry. Darcy was calling out beneath me as well, and then she was shaking as we both found release. I felt her squeeze against me, drawing even more pleasure, and I collapsed against her back, my forehead wet with sweat.
We stayed like that for a moment, delighting in the sensations running through us. I felt elated, filled with love and admiration for this woman, and I could only hope it would last. I could only hope this was the beginning of something that would continue long after the summer was over.
Somehow, we found our way to the floor, pushing aside papers and boxes to make room for our bodies. I thought we were finished with our lovemaking but, after a few minutes of holding Darcy tight against my chest, I kissed her. It started sweet and gentle, but soon it deepened, and I felt the familiar tinge of desire flooding through me. I think we were both surprised when I grew ready again, and we made love gently this time, with Darcy rocking her hips above me and staring down into my eyes. I wanted to tell her I loved her. I wanted her to know what I felt about her, but I was too shy or too much of a coward, and the words didn’t come.
“I don’t want you to worry about money,” I said, as I cradled her in my arms after this second round of lovemaking. “That’s why I wanted to buy this place. I thought I could make things easier.”
“I appreciate that,” she said. Her arms wrapped a bit tighter around my chest, as if pulling me into a hug. “But I don’t want to sell. I can’t let this place out of my family—not yet anyway.”
“But what about your new real estate office?” I asked. Liz had told me all about her and Darcy’s plans to expand into the neighboring town. She had even mentioned that it might be revenue from the sale of the hardware store that made the new office a reality.
“Don’t worry about that,” Darcy told me. “Liz and I are doing well. We’ll save enough money for it eventually. And it’s not going to kill us to wait a little longer to get another office. Especially if I have a big renovation here to worry about.”
“I hope it’s not a worry,” I said. Darcy seemed on board with the idea for the recording studio. I even thought I sensed a bit of excitement in her voice, but I couldn’t help double-checking with her. I wanted to make sure she was fully on board. And I wanted her to know that she could still back out of this if she wanted to.
