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“Gabriel,” I gasp as he spins me around, spreading me across his desk before moving to stand between my thighs.
I part my legs willingly as Gabriel pulls my panties off, stuffing them in his pocket.
He pushes my skirt up. “Lie back,” he says, placing a hand on my chest, pushing me back so I’m resting on my elbows, but can still see everything he’s doing.
“Hum,” he says, before looking up as if remembering the office door. He walks around and closes it, flipping the lock. “Just in case.”
He smirks.
Gabriel moves back between my thighs, his eyes ravenously fixated on my exposed and now dripping pussy.
He sits down in his chair, scooting himself forward. “Now, Ms Walker, from what I understand, you’ve worked hard today. Maybe I should give you a reward.”
I gasp as his hands slide under my ass, pulling me towards his mouth. His eyes lock with mine.
His tongue snakes out, licking me from my centre to my clit, before his mouth suckles on my sensitive bundle of nerves. My head drops back as his fingers find my entrance, circling and stretching me, just as he knows I like.
“Eyes on me,” he demands, pulling my gaze back to his dark one as his mouth continues to torment me, the pressure of my building orgasm growing.
“Gabriel.” I moan as he spears me with his tongue, his fingers rubbing faster and faster circles. My orgasm has me clutching his head, my hands locked in his hair as he continues to feed my spasms, until I’m lying across his desk, exhausted. So much for professionalism in the workplace!
Before I can catch my breath, Gabriel’s hand slides up my front and under my blouse, cupping my breast. Since finding out I was pregnant, my breasts are tender, but they love Gabriel’s mouth and hands. I unbutton my blouse, letting it fall open. The look of possession he has is one I want to memorise.
Gabriel stands up, my juices glistening on his lips. He continues to watch me as he bends over, sliding my bra cup to one side before taking my nipple in his mouth. His gaze holds mine as he slides two fingers into my still-quivering pussy before curling them up against my G-spot.
“I can’t,” I moan.
“We both know that’s a lie.” He smirks against my nipple as his thumb brushes my clit, drawing my hips up and off the desk.
Gabriel switches his attention to my other nipple as his fingers pump in and out of me, curling and stroking at the most sensitive spot. He’s learned all my weaknesses and knows how to play with my body until it’s screaming for more.
I feel the pressure building once more. My muscles begin to clench around his fingers, but he pulls back.
He unzips his trousers, pushing them down, exposing himself. I groan at the sight of him, angry and swollen, knowing it’s me who has made him that way.
“This time, you’re going to come on my cock,” he says, grunting as he presses himself into my opening, thrusting all the way in, in one motion.
My head drops back, and I moan. My body stretches to accommodate his size as he pumps in and out, twisting his hips, hitting my G-spot over and over. My nerves are fired up, needing more of this man. I stretch my legs wider, wanting him deeper.
“That’s it, good girl,” he says, cupping my ass in his hands and pulling me hard against him.
He pulls back.
“Look at how well we fit together. You spread out on my desk,” Gabriel says, making me look down at his dick, glistening with my juices.
I bite my lip as he inches back in.
“This is not quite right,” he says suddenly, and it’s then I realise he’s recreating the scene from my e-reader. “If I remember rightly.”
He pulls me up and spins me around, pressing my chest down onto his desk. My feet touch the ground, and he nudges them out. Before I can breathe, he is thrusting back inside me. My body welcomes him, drawing him deep. We both moan at the sensation. Gabriel drops himself over me, his mouth finding mine in an awkward kiss.
“I’m never going to look at my desk without thinking of you, and your hungry pussy,” he says, sliding in and out, my desire running freely down my thighs.
His hand snakes around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing circles until I’m squirming beneath him.
“Ahhh, Gabriel,” I say.
“Are you happy?” he asks, his lips against my ear.
