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I closed some of the space between us, putting one hand on the back of the high-back chair between us.
“What is that supposed to mean?” I asked. “Are you going to fire me?”
He stood, slowly, but purposefully. When he walked, it was deliberate, unhurried. When his hand closed over the leather of the chair and pushed it aside, clearing the obstacle between us, so it was just me and him, it was authoritative.
“No. Not fire you,” he said. “Something else.”
Before I knew what was happening, our lips were pressed together. I must have lunged at him the same time he lunged for me, and I fell deeply into the kiss.
Tongues slid together, hands searched for purchase on each other’s backs, each other’s backsides, as we gasped for air and I moaned. His lips moved down to my neck, then shoulder then he slid his tongue along my collarbone. I gasped and he grabbed me around the waist, lifting me and turning, sitting me on the back of the desk.
Our lips crushed together again, and I felt his arms go around me. I was wearing a dress today. One that buttoned in the back. I felt his fingers searching for the buttons and realized I needed to make a choice. To give in, or to resist.
I knew which one was smart.
And I knew which one I wanted.
As his fingers unbuttoned the top button of my dress, I pressed my lips into his again. Then I slid my mouth to his ear. “Take me,” I whispered. “Now.”
ChapterEighteen
Hunter
Her whisper in my ear was more than I could take. I already wanted her. I was already passing the line that I had drawn for myself in the sand. I was going to do the one thing Bobby warned me against doing, and I was going to do it ferociously. Without regard to the repercussions. But when she whispered into my ear, it was like I turned into a monster. An insatiable monster.
My fingers worked quickly on the back of her dress, and I shoved myself between her now-spread knees. The bottom of the dress was flowy enough that it didn’t strictly need to be off, but I wanted the top down. For my own pleasure.
As soon as I had gotten four buttons done, she squeezed her shoulders together. I pulled, but it seemed stuck. I pulled again and her hands slid down my front. One settled over my cock and squeezed.
“Just take me!” she cried.
I ripped at the dress, and could hear the fabric tear. She squealed as it came apart, and I shoved it down. Her breasts exposed, I hungrily tucked my head and took one nipple into my lips while my hand filled with the other. She leaned back on the top of the desk and threw her head back as I licked her skin, tasting her and relishing in the moment.
My cock was bursting at the seams of my slacks and the warmth of her core was making it even more desperate for release. When my lips made their way back up her neck to hers, she stopped me and held onto my tie, pulling me so our foreheads touched.
“Sit in your seat,” she begged. “Please.”
I walked around the desk, with her still holding my tie, turning so she was on her knees on the wood, and took my seat. As soon as I did, she slid off the desk, down to her knees on the floor, and pulled on my belt. I arched my hips as she yanked down on my pants, and when they lowered, she put her fingers into my boxer briefs and pulled on those, too.
My cock sprung out at her and she made a giggling sound that was followed by a moan. I sat back down and immediately, her hand was grasped around my base and she sat up, pressing my balls against her chest and opening her mouth.
Her tongue extended as she swirled it over the top, then took me into her mouth. The warm, wet sensation made me groan and she matched my sound with one of her own. One hand stroked me as she took me deep into her throat, and held herself there. As she gagged on me, I slid one hand down to grasp her breast and squeeze.
The sensation overload didn’t stop there. She began to go up and down, bobbing on my cock as she stroked me. I leaned back in the chair and watched her, mesmerized by the sight. She was so beautiful, her raven hair falling on one side of her face as she went down and up, down and up. Her eyes, clenched shut so far, opened, and peered up at me. Almost like she was asking if I was enjoying it.
I couldn’t have possibly enjoyed it more.
She slid up and down, covering my cock with saliva and stroking me until I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore. I gripped the sides of the chair and tensed my body. It only seemed to make her go faster, to close her lips tighter around me. Her tongue slid side to side underneath, and when she dove down deep, I placed one hand on the back of her head and held her there.
Then, I exploded.
She moaned deeply as I throbbed in her mouth, and she took every drop down her throat. My whole body shook as I emptied into her, and then when I relaxed, she ran her tongue from the base to the head, cleaning me. But I wasn’t done yet. My cock was still hard and thick, and I knew exactly what I wanted now.
Pulling her up to her feet, I nodded to the desk and she hopped up happily on it. I pulled her dress up so I could see the black panties underneath, and she placed both feet up on the back of my chair. Kissing the inside of her leg, trailing along down the thigh, I made my way to her center. She sat back on her hands as she watched me reach her core, and with my teeth, I pulled her panties aside.
She was wet and pulsing as I put my tongue through her folds. Arching her hips up and to the edge of the desk, her body begged for more. I indulged her, slipping my tongue up and over her clit. She gasped as I used the tip of my tongue to gently encourage her to climb toward a climax. One finger gliding down her wet thigh and to her core, sliding under my chin as I licked her and dipped into her pussy.
Julia moaned deeply as I plunged the finger inside.
