I fight through my own orgasm as I continue to work her through hers, wanting to feel every last twitch her body has to offer.
She eventually relaxes, legs still trembling, but when I pull my fingers out, she sits up on her hands, her gorgeous face flushed with satisfaction. She looks at my cock, the cum dripping over my hand, and back to my face.
I smirk in satisfaction, bringing the fingers that were just inside of her to my mouth for a taste, loving how her mouth drops open in shock. Tucking my cock back in my pants, I reach for her hips to slide her off the desk and into my lap. She falls into me easily, body spent from her orgasm, and she straddles me, her head coming to rest on my shoulder.
“That was insane.”
“Thatwasinsane,” I echo, wrapping my arms around her to pull her closer to me.
“Is it weird if I’m sad you came already? I’ve had fantasies of hiding under your desk so I can suck your cock. Your massive cock, by the way. No wonder you walk around with that big dick energy.”
“Jeez woman.” I pull her back by the shoulders to see the devilish smirk on her face. “You aren’t the innocent girl you make yourself out to be, are you?”
She kisses me once, then twice, then again as her arms wrap around me. Within seconds she’s grinding herself on me, and I feel my cock hardening at the feel of her, still without her underwear on.
“It’s what you do to me; I can’t help myself.”
Me either.
She reaches a hand down to stroke me, but I stop her. The pouty, disappointed look she gives me has me laughing, and I move my hands up to cradle her face. “Not here, baby. I’m not fucking you for the first time in my office. You’re coming back to my place, and I’m putting you in my bed, and I’m going to fuck you all night long, in every position we can think of. I want to hear you scream so loud the neighbors want to call the cops, and tomorrow, I want to hear you whine about how sore you are between those perfect legs.”
She grins, her exquisite smile on display for me as she leans into another kiss before standing. She reaches down for her panties, and I watch as she steps into them, shimmying the fabric up her legs, and then follows with her scrubs. I almost change my mind in that moment as my hands twitch, ready to bend her over my desk and take her right now, but she reaches a hand out for mine, pulling me up to stand.
“Take me home, Colter.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Annaliese
ThemomentColt’sfrontdoor closes behind us, he wraps his arms around me from behind. His mouth comes down hard on the space where my neck meets my shoulder, and his hands clench the fabric covering my hips so tightly it could tear.
I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access, and press my ass into his groin just so I can feel his chest rumble against my back.
“You know what ran through my mind the first time I saw you?” I ask, spinning in his embrace to face him. My hand swipes back the lock of hair that always tends to fall across his forehead, and he leans into my touch.
“Hmmm…” He pauses, thinking. “That I was an asshole and you likely wanted to kick me in the nuts.”
“True, but even though you pissed me off, and rightfully so, I still noticed how downright sexy you were. Tall, muscular, broad shoulders. I wanted so badly to climb you like a tree and have my way with you. So you could say this is a full circle moment for me.”
As soon as I kick off my shoes in his foyer, I don’t wait for him to open the secret door to put them away. I use his shoulders for leverage and place one foot on his thigh, using his thick tree trunk legs to hoist myself up on his body.
He grunts, pausing to get a better grip on me by using both hands to palm my ass.
We stumble down the dark hallway that somehow feels familiar even though I only spent one weekend here. With my eyes closed and Colt’s tongue in my mouth, I can tell we’ve passed his office. I know the bathroom is the next door to my right, and his bedroom is two more down on the left.
His steps quiet once we cross the threshold, hardwood floors changing to carpet, and he picks up the pace, nearly jogging by the time he tosses me on the bed.
I bounce once, and before I can bounce a second time he’s on me, capturing my squeal with another kiss.
And then it’s a free-for-all. My scrub top is torn off and tossed across the room. I shove my pants down before fumbling with the knot on his, ready to bite through it with my teeth before I give up and try to tug them over his muscular ass. His hands take over, undoing the knot with swift precision.
Once he’s stripped down in all his naked glory, he shuffles to sit at the head of the bed and I stand, stripping off my bra and underwear before reaching for his bedside table. I rip open the drawer and rifle through its contents.
“My God. In this entire giant house tell me you have condoms somewhere.” He doesn’t answer, and I worry his silence is a big whoops and that this has temporarily come to an end while we run down the street to the drug store. But when I look up to see him watching me with such wonder, it does something to my chest.
“Look at you,” he rasps just as my hand wraps around the telltale foil of a condom. I pull it out and turn my full attention to the man in front of me.
His back is against the wooden headboard with his massive legs spread out in front of him, sitting like a king on his throne. His broad chest heaves with every breath. Bristly hair dusting his pecs and down his stomach, and I take that moment to appreciate the effort he puts into honing what I consider the perfect body. He’s thick everywhere,strongeverywhere, and it's absolutely intoxicating. And in the center of it all is secretly my favorite part, his massive cock, standing tall and waiting for me. He’s stroking himself, muscles flexing with each movement of his wrist.
