“Well, when I sat on your lap back then, you said it was a candy cane I sat on. Tell me the truth. Was it a candy cane?”
Luke threw his head back with laughter, his whole body shaking. It had the side effect of bouncing me on his lap, and his body answered my question before he did. His cock stirred to life against my ass, hot and thick.
The humor faded from him and he looked into my eyes again, trapping me there. “It wasn’t a candy cane then and it’s not a candy cane now.”
Heat flooded my veins and my lips parted. Luke leaned in and kissed me, sending electricity from his lips through the rest of my body. I melted against him, wanting him to consume me. He growled and deepened the kiss, wrapping me in his arms and holding me tightly.
His hands began to explore me, stroking me, caressing me, leaving trails of sweet fire over my skin. I shivered and burned up at the same time. My hips moved with a mind of their own, grinding my ass against his hard length. It was like hot steel pressing into me.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” Luke said, his voice low and gravelly.
I reached my hand underneath me and took a firm grip of his thickness. “I have some idea.”
He growled again and got to his feet with me still in his arms. I yelped in surprise. Then he cradled me against his chest as he strode across the dim office toward the massive mahogany desk.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he said, holding me up with one arm. With the other, he swept everything off his boss’s desk.
“Luke, no!” I giggled.
He smiled at me. “Too late now.”
“Well then, I guess we can’t let it go to waste.”
Luke spread me out on the desk and took a moment to stand back and just look at me. His eyes sparkled with appreciation, and the tent in his pants matched. I’d never felt sexier than in that moment, with him looking at me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him.
“I’ve waited a decade for this,” I said to him breathlessly. “Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Luke began to strip for me. Despite him calling me in here for help, he seemed to have no problems with the outfit. His moves were quick, eager, but it was still a hell of a show. His broad shoulders and chest were chiseled with muscles, which flexedwhen he took off the red pants. His boxers went after and his body was on full display for me.
I licked my lips, finally seeing the cock I’d been imagining for so long. “Holy shit.”
I reached out to touch it, marveling at how hard it was. How big. How hot. I gave him a little teasing stroke.
He hissed and shut his eyes. “Clara, I can’t hold back anymore.”
Luke’s strong hands undressed me quickly. I suspected he would have ripped the clothes off me if we didn’t have to go back out to the party eventually. There was no way to sneak out unseen, especially if my sweater and dress were torn to shreds.
When I was as bare as he was, he pushed me on my back, grabbed my legs, and dragged my hips to the edge of the desk. He fetched a condom from his pants, rolled it on, and lined himself up at my entrance.
I ached for him, needing him. “Please, Luke, do it.”
Our eyes locked and he thrust into me. I gasped and my head rocked back. Luke went slowly at first, allowing me the chance to adjust to his size. Luke was a beast, and right then, he was all mine.
His hips moved faster, setting a steady rhythm. His hands teased my breasts as he pounded into me, sending fire through every nerve ending. My moans filled the office and I was glad the noise from the party would drown out anything we were doing in here.
“Clara, I love hearing you make those sounds.” He fucked me harder, faster.
My body felt like a coiled spring ready to pop. He leaned over me and kissed me, making me feel loved in that moment. One of his hands grabbed my hip for leverage. The other snaked down between us and he stroked my clit. That was it for me.
I rocketed into space, floating in a sea of stars while pleasure pulsed through me. I clenched around him and that seemed to set him off too. With a final jerk of his hips, he buried himself deep inside me, his cock twitching. His whole body tensed as he groaned.
Luke kissed me again. “You’re amazing, Clara.”
I shivered at his words. He slid out of me and I shivered again. Then he pulled me up to hold me in his arms. My naked chest pressed against his, and I felt connected to him on a primal level. “You’re amazing, too.”
“Worth the wait?” he asked, smiling softly in the darkness.
I laughed and shook my head, not about to inflate his ego more. “We should probably get dressed before someone comes looking for us. And before Marshall sees what you did to his desk.”
