She was a dream come true.His dream.
Hovering between her legs, he breathed her in, and her feminine scent drove him wild.Holding her thighs, he touched his tongue to the very heart of her sex.She jerked and moaned.She became so wet that the evidence of her desire for him notched his excitement even higher.Over and over, he licked her.On a guttural groan, she lifted her hips off the desk, straining to his face.He couldn’t get enough.
Because she was Sarah.His Sarah.
Her legs trembling, her breath coming in fast pants, she whispered, “Ben, I want ...I want—”
“Want me inside you?”he said on a low grunt, rising to kiss her belly and breasts.
“Now,” she commanded him, “I want you inside me now.”
It took mere seconds to pull off his pants and cover her.
She reached down, enclosing his hard-on in her warm fingers.She gave a pleased hum and stroked him from root to tip.
He couldn’t take that or it would be over too soon.He wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible.So, gently extricating her grasp, he placed his hands beneath her bottom.Gratifying him, she opened her legs farther, allowed him a much deeper access.
Positioning himself at her warm, wet opening, he pushed inside.Sweat gathered in the small of his back, on his upper lip.After only a moment of her body’s initial resistance, her natural lubricant covered his flesh and he entered her deeply.Nothing had ever felt better, more real, or more right.In sublime bliss, he closed his eyes.
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing everywhere she could reach—his neck, his throat, his brow.Stroking his shoulders, she licked her upper lip, then worried her lower with her teeth.Her gaze grew misty, unfocused.She was a woman lost in sexual need, and he was beyond pleased to be the man answering that need.She was delirious, wet, sloppy.He loved every second.Establishing a smooth, steady rhythm, Ben watched her face, delighted in every emotion crossing her features.
In moments, she gasped, bucked under him and he could not take his eyes off her as a powerful explosion rocked her body.She cried out, her climax driving her to spread her legs even wider, and Ben felt himself racing toward his own orgasm.
The release came like a rushing tidal wave, crashing over him, tumbling him to shore.
For long moments, they lay locked together, their breathing slowing.
His chest still heaving, Ben lifted off her onto his elbows, stroked hair from her face, and kissed her nose.“Wow,” he said.“I had no idea that office desks turned you on.You might’ve mentioned that earlier.”
She smiled, turning her head to glance around.“Yeah.Desks really get to me.”
He chuckled, more delighted than he’d ever been in his life.
****
Sarah kept her smile.Ben certainly looked happy.She was, too.He was a wonderful man, an admirable man.She still felt drunk with emotion.
She loved it when he helped her up and collected her clothing.After he pulled on his own, he drove them to his condo, and she sat snug to his side.On the short drive, he leaned over to kiss her so many times she protested that he wasn’t watching the road.Dreamily, she laid her head on his shoulder.What a man.
At the condo, Ben led her inside, still stealing kisses, making her giggle, and they made it halfway down the hall before again tearing at one another’s clothing.
This time, Ben took her up against the wall.
Sarah wrapped her bare legs around his hips, impassioned and eager as he thrust into her.Steadying her on the wall, he bent to take one pink nipple into his mouth and pluck at it with his lips.
With her arms around his back, Sarah urged him on.She wanted more, all he could give.
In twin cries of pleasure, they came together.
Still attached to her, Ben carried her, shuffling, to his bedroom and they fell together onto the soft mattress.“I was beginning to think we’d never make it to bed,” Ben said, cupping her face.
She curled into him, wrapped one bare leg around his back.“I’m ready.”
He grinned in masculine satisfaction and bent to her again.
They made love two more times that night and again in the morning.
Ben got up and this time, he fixed her breakfast.
