“About me, nothing else other than the fact I’m one hundred percent in love with you and want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life showing you that.”
She taps the tips of her fingers on her arm, biting on her lips. Her brows furrow as she looks past me into the distance with a blank stare. Please tell me she’s seeing the truth in what I’m telling her.
After what seems like an eternity, her lips part.
“Thank you for telling me. Secrets have a way of coming back and biting you in the ass when you don’t tell them.” Her voice hitches and I debate whether to speak up or remain silent, allowing her to finish her thoughts. But she makes the decision for me when she stands from the chair and steps toward me, her body flush with mine. “I love you too, Jaxton Hall or Sakalov, whoever you are.”
“Hall, one hundred percent Hall.” I slip my arms around her waist, pulling her between my legs as my lips crash against hers. The cutest whimper escapes as I deepen the kiss. But it’s not enough, I want more. I want her. “Are you mine, Mels?”
She nods her head, but that won’t fucking do.
“Words baby, let me hear you say those beautiful words. As much as I wish we were at one of our homes where I could ravish your body, taking my time to memorize each and every curve, scar, and freckle, we aren’t. But there’s no way I can let you walk out of this room without having my cock buried deep inside of your sweet pussy.”
“Then fuck me and make me yours.” Her words come out breathless and fuck if it doesn’t cause my cock to harden more, as if that’s even possible.
Mels places her hands on my chest, pushing me away from her. She reaches underneath her skirt and pulls down her panties, letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them.
I send up a silent thank you to whoever invented dresses and skirts.
Mels turns, spreading her legs as she bends her torso over the table and wiggles her ass. My hand instinctively goes to my crotch, gripping through my pants as I give it a squeeze.
She peers back at me through her strands of hair. “What are you waiting for? I want your cock inside me—now.”
Her confidence has me nearly coming in my pants.
“Condom or bareback?” I ask, silently praying I have one in my wallet. If not, I’m going to have to make a run to the local drugstore.
“Bareback. I’m clean, and I’m on birth control. I also haven’t been with anyone,” she pauses, a small hitch in her breath. “Well, Earl and I had oral last night. But we didn’t have sex; there was no penetration.”
Fuck yeah, she just said the magic words. Because all I’ve been dreaming about is feeling the walls of her pussy clamping down on my shaft.
I take hold of her hair and pull her head back to mine, stepping closer into her space. My cock presses into her backside as I place my lips close to her ear.
“I can’t wait to fuck you. But even more, I can’t wait to watch Earl bury his cock in you and see your face light up as you come all over it.” I don’t let her respond, instead I kiss her, forcing my tongue into her mouth, gliding it along hers.
My free hand slips to my pants as I quickly make work of undoing them, pulling down the zipper. Thankfully, I’m freeballing today, so all it takes is one quick movement to free my hard cock from his confinement and line it up with her opening. She’s already dripping, so there’s no need for foreplay,even though it’s the best part. Right now, I need to be inside of her.
I break my control over her mouth and groan. “Are you ready for me to fuck you?”
“Yes!”
I thrust my cock into her and hold on tightly to her hips. Each movement I make brings both of us closer to the edge. When I think it can’t get any better, Mels takes control, leaning further over the desk, her chest flush with it, so that each time I enter her, the thin fabric covering her breasts offers little coverage as they are dragged across the wooden top. Fuck, I wonder what other kinks my woman’s into. I let my hand slap the round globes of her ass, eliciting a moan that has me wanting to devour her.
“I’m so close, Jax. I’m going to come.”
“Then come baby,” I order as I speed up. That’s all it takes for her pussy to clamp down on my shaft, choking it as she rides out her orgasm. One, two, three thrusts and my load shoots deep inside of her. My cock twitches a couple more times before I’m done. The realization that I’ve just had sex with the woman I love is the greatest feeling ever. The only fucking problem is the little fuckers are going to be swimming in vain. I want to see Mels pregnant with our baby, mine, hers, and Earl’s.
I’ve fucked before, many times, but it’s never felt anywhere near this. I lean over her body and kiss her gently on the shoulder through her clothing. “I love you. Hold still and don’t move. I'm going to clean you up.” I pull out, my cum dripping from her hole and I savor the sight, committing it to memory. Pulling my pants up, holding them up by the waist, I step out of the office and into the pantry to get a clean washcloth. I take a second to stop by the sink and wet it, clean off my cock, and fasten my pants before returning to her office.
Mels shows just how much of an obedient, good girl she can be when I step back into the office. She’s still positioned over the desk, exactly as I left her, with my cum dripping down her legs.
Fuck me, she’s definitely the woman of my dreams.
I splay my hand on her back as I run the rag through her folds, wiping away the evidence of our lovemaking.
I squat down behind her, wiping her legs, then pick up her discarded panties from the floor. I plan to keep these.
“Stand up, baby.” Mels does as instructed, her loose, flowy dress falling back into place, covering her ass, obstructing my view of her perfect peach.
