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Chapter 5
Tootsie
Roger’s lips mercilessly devour mine. His hand grips my nape, keeping me in place for his ruthless seduction. Part of me wants to surrender to his sensual demands, but another part is reminding me that we’re at my workplace with only a flimsy door for protection.
I rip my lips from his, chest heaving with unfulfilled desire. “Roger, we can’t…”
My words disappear into a moan as his mouth trails along my jaw and lingers, teasing the delicate skin on my neck. Licking and sucking, creating a line of tension from his tongue straight to my swiftly dampening core.
He grabs my wrists, one hand holding them against the books above my head. God, is there anything better than being seduced in a room full of books? His other hand unbuttons my shirt, his mouth following. My eyes drift close, limiting my senses so I can focus fully on the bristle of his jaw contrasting with the warm heat of his tongue.
He brings his mouth back to mine. “Do you want this?” He doesn’t give me a chance to respond, his mouth and tongue claiming mine, thrusting in a familiar, rhythmic pattern. One that has my body clenching, my hips straining to get closer to his heated length.
“Do you want this?” he repeats, the deepness of his voice travels through me, every cell vibrating in one response.
”Yes,” I gasp, surprising myself with my quick surrender. But then, isn’t this what I’ve always wanted? To drive a handsome man so insane with desire that they can’t contain their need. It’s intoxicating.
Roger takes me at my word and unbuttons the rest of my shirt, groaning when he sees my breasts in a black lace bra. His hands wrap around my waist, and he props me on the edge of a shelf.
“God, you are so beautiful.” He runs his tongue along the edge of my bra, and my back arches involuntarily, desperate to feel his mouth on my swollen nipples.
“Please,” I whimper.
His teeth find one tip, pulling with a gentle, addictive pressure. I thrust my hands through his thick hair, urging him to my other breast. He complies, laving my other nipple with his tongue, then blowing on it until I feel myself tighten, beading beneath my bra. My body shivers, overwhelmed with sensation.
“I got you, baby girl.” He adjusts me until my feet are back on the ground, and pulls me into a tight hug. I think he’s slowing down until his strong hands grasp my ass, grinding me against the significant bulge in his pants.
My hips move in time with his, searching for that perfect friction. “Roger, I need you.” I run my lips along his neck, his salty taste a heady aphrodisiac.
His fingers slip beneath my underwear. At some point, he pulled my skirt up so it’s now sitting around my waist, exposing the rest of my matching black lace set.
“Fuck, you’re wearing a garter belt,” he growls, rips my panties off, and falls to his knees in front of me. “I need to taste you.”
Roger’s hands grip my hips, angling them for both our pleasure. His tongue runs a line from my opening to the bundle of nerves on top. Like the first lick of a new flavor ice cream cone. “So good,” he mumbles before diving back in, tongue flicking and lips sucking like a man crazed.
My body shudders, knees wobbling. His hands tighten on my hips, ensuring I stay upright. With each sweep of his tongue my core squeezes, empty and greedy, until I’m shouting his name with my release.
He lifts me to the countertop where we keep the laminator. There’s plenty of room. I lean against the shelves, body limp with pleasure as I watch him unzip his jeans and push them down enough for his massive length to spring free.
“My turn, baby girl.” A tremble moves through me at the uncontrolled desire in his voice, and suddenly I’m ready for more. He pulls a foil packet from his wallet and slips on the protection. I don’t know if he’s going to fit, but the moistness gathering in my core says I’m ready to try.
With no warning, he pulls me to the edge of the counter, hooks an arm under one leg, and thrusts his entire length inside me. His head falls back, groaning with pleasure. It’s the most erotic sound I’ve ever heard, and I immediately want more.
I circle my hips, urging him to keep moving. He responds, pulling back and then powerfully pushing forward. It’s like he’s been let off his leash. His free arm wraps under my arm and around my back so his hand grips my shoulder, holding me in place. His lower body slams into me, back flexing, hips thrusting, making sure I’ll feel the ache of him deep inside me.
And I do. I feel him in the tension in my muscles, ready to come. I feel him in the depths of my womb. I feel him in the physical connection of our souls.
I bow backward, hands gripping the edge of the counter. He takes everything I offer, wildly thrashing until I have no choice but to match him in an effort to contain the sensation. Our lower bodies surge together, building to a violent explosion.
My body shatters, breathless, the climax continuing on and on as Roger comes, filling me up as we hang onto each other against the overwhelming waves of pleasure.
