He removed his finger from my clit and I let out a huff of frustration, he chuckled. “Oh, don’t worry, baby, I’ll give you what you need.” He remained behind me but placed his hands on my hips to guide me to my desk. “Bend over it,” he demanded.
I fucking loved it when my shy man got all bad boy with me. I bent over the desk and spread my legs.
“Yeah, that’s perfect. I can see how wet your pussy is from here.” He ran his hand down over my arse cheek and plunged two fingers inside me.
“Fuck, fuck, yes, more.” I panted, moving my arse backwards to try to get a better angle.
“That better, baby?” he asked as he added a third finger and upped the pace.
I was getting high, but I needed that little bit extra. I pulled at my nipples, the pain-pleasure mix working, and I screamed his name as I came around his fingers.
His fingers slipped out of me and before he had a chance to do anything, I turned over. Pushing him backwards onto my desk chair, I placed my legs either side of him before I slid down onto his cock.
“Oh God, that feels so fucking good,” I moaned as I bounced on his cock, my breasts jumping up and down.
“Fuck, baby, you feel good bare, but we need to stop.” His hands lay firmly on my waist stopping my movements. I looked at him confused’ my pussy pulsed, and his cock throbbed inside me. “I don’t have a condom on.”
“Oh, fuck.”
I reached out to the side and pulled a condom from my office drawer. I was on contraception, but didn’t want to take any chances. Reluctantly, I climbed off him, tore into the packet quickly, and rolled it down over his cock. I slid back down on him, and began bouncing again, loving how he moaned into my mouth.
“Fuck me, Morgan.” I started bouncing faster.
“I want to make those breasts bounce.” He stood, picking me up with him before laying me across my desk, and lining up his cock with my entrance. “Play with yourself.”
He was pumping his cock quickly, and I knew he must have been close to orgasm. I slipped my hand down my body, pinching my nipple on the way, and slipped two fingers inside myself. Once they were coated in my juices, I moved them back to my clit and rubbed in circles. I moaned loudly as the pleasure increased, and in one movement, he entered me hard and fast. My hands shot back above my head, and I held onto the edge of the desk as he gripped my hips and thrust into me.
“I told you to play with yourself.” He panted.
I dropped one hand back down to my clit and was nearly undone by the first touch. I kept up the circular movements as he kept thrusting.
“I love the way your breasts bounce.” He gasped, grabbing hold of the right one, squeezing hard before pinching at my nipple.
That was my undoing. “Do that again, Morgan. Oh, fuck.” I came around him just as I felt him surge into me.
“Fuck, Andie, fuck,” he moaned as he pulled out of me, tugging off the condom as jets of warm cum landed on my stomach and breasts. “I’m sorry. I just had the urge to see my cum on your skin.” He stroked his cock and looked down at me as I ran my fingers through his cum, before placing them inside my mouth and sucking them clean.
“Now I get to taste you.” I grinned at him.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. “Come here.”
He led me over to the sofa before disappearing into my bathroom, and came back with a towel, damp with warm water, and cleaned me up. Throwing the towel to the side, he lay down on my sofa and pulled me in with him, then he dragged the throw off the back of the sofa to cover us.
“That was…wow. How could you ever think that I would ever want anybody else? You’re perfect. You’re all I need.” He squeezed me and peppered kisses into my hair.
I snuggled closer into his chest, scared of what I would say if I opened my mouth. That was utterly amazing, and I’d never had sex like it. I was becoming addicted to him, I knew it, I didn’t want to stop. In his arms, my heart grew, and I felt warm inside.
I should have known there and then that it was not going to end well.
CHAPTER 15
MORGAN
“Okay, you ready to go?” my father asked as we pulled up outside Andie’s house.
“Yeah, can’t wait.” I jumped out of the van eagerly.
Brooke had been ill last week, and I’d had Charlie every day, so hadn’t been able to see Andie, though we had done lots of sexting. I knocked at her door and found myself fidgeting as I waited for her to answer. I didn’t have to wait long.
