9
Bianca
“Like this?”He grips the back of my neck with just enough pressure to send tingles down my spine.
I felt tiny standing next to Vinnie, but with him on top of me, holding me in his arms, I feel even smaller and even more turned on.
“Just like that.”My voice cracks a little, which has Vinnie smirking.“Now, can you move?”
“Move?”He raises an eyebrow with a smirk.
He’s playing dumb, but he knows exactly where I’m going with this.He just wants to hear me say the words.
“Yeah, like could you fuck me in this position?”
“Baby.”His smirk turns into a wide smile.“I could fuck you in any position.”
My mouth is suddenly dry, and no amount of swallowing helps.I need to remember we’re working and he’s helping me with a problem.We’re not actually going to do it.“Can you be serious for a minute?This is important.”
“Can you let yourself be free and spontaneous for a hot second?”
I used to be more spontaneous, but the older I get and the more pressure that comes along with my work, I find it hard to let myself be so frivolous.Especially as a deadline approaches, my entire life becomes about work and word count.It’s something most men can’t deal with.No one likes to play second fiddle to my computer.
“Do you want to help me with the book or not?”
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
I slide my arms around his shoulders and bury my fingers in the back of his brown hair.“Try to move.”
He stares down at me, still holding his crotch far away from me.“I’m going to be real honest here, Bianca.I’m super turned on, and I don’t want you to slap me in the face if my cock touches you.”
“I promise not to slap you.It’s just a cock.”
“It’s not just a cock.It’s my cock, which is currently hard, and I’m worried if I touch you with it, you might not actually get any work done tonight.”
“We’ll be fine,” I tell him, but I’m not entirely convinced.After six months, my body’s craving to be filled, and with the way Vinnie’s looking at me, I can feel my willpower slipping.“We’re adults and professionals, right?It’s not like you have a magical cock.”
“I’m always a professional.”He’s hovering above me, looking sexy as hell with the way he’s staring down at me.“And it is indeed magical as fuck.”
This may be my dumbest idea yet, but I needed his help because this worked in my head, but my editor disagreed.
He lowers his body on top of mine, settling between my legs.“Is this okay?”he asks.
I finally feel what he’s packing, and my pussy contracts, loving the hardness of his cock pressing against me.“It’s perfect.”
“Uncomfortable?”he asks.
“No,” I say, but my voice changes when I speak those words.A need I haven’t felt in so long overtakes me.“Give me a few thrusts.”
He grips my ass harder, and he tightens his fingers around the back of my neck as he adjusts his body, sliding his cock against my sweat pants.
I bite my bottom lip, stopping myself from crying out in pleasure.It’s like being back in high school, where the slightest touch puts my entire body into overdrive.I need to get a grip and quick.
I wrap my legs around his body, resting my feet slightly above his ass just like the heroine in my book.He moves his hips backward, his hardness leaving me for a moment before he thrusts forward, hitting my clit in exactly the right way.This time, I can’t help but let out a little noise.A sexy smile spreads across his face.Any hope I had that he didn’t hear the sound goes right out the window.I’m momentarily mortified and horny as hell too.
“This doesn’t work for me,” he says.“The position is too clunky, and I can’t move the way I’d want to if we were having sex.”
I want to argue, telling him the position very much works for me, but I don’t.
