Page 49 of A Brilliant Spring

The room is sweltering. I’m already sweating, and we’ve only kissed.

My hand skims up the back of her bare, creamy thigh, and she moans again. I roll my hips against hers, pressing my hard cock into her. She moans again and I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of that sound.

“Please, Brandt,” she begs. The sound of her begging is so sweet it melts my heart and all my inhibitions.

My hand parts the slit in her skirt and my thumb slips under her lacy panties. She’s antsy, moving her body to find my finger. The corner of my mouth hitches as I try to bite back a grin. “Impatient girl,” I growl. I press my thumb into her clit, rubbing a slow, soft circle, teasing her more. She moans as she presses her pelvis into me to elicit more pressure from my thumb. I withdraw and a devastated groan escapes her.

“Please, Brandt,” she moans.

“Please what?”

“I need you. Touch me, please.”

I growl as my mouth crashes down on hers and my hand dives between her folds. “You’re so wet for me.” My dick strains against my pants. Knowing that she’s soaking for me and I’ve barely touched her makes me want to blow. Her hands slide along my chest, pushing my jacket off my shoulders. I let it drop, removing my hand only to toss my jacket. Tugging my shirt free from my pants, her fingers deftly pop open each button of my shirt.

My fingers circle her clit again before I press one finger in. Her breath catches and her movements stop as I curl my finger in her. “Fuck, you feel so good, Eli.” She’s panting like a cat in heat when I drop to my knees and throw her leg over my shoulder. Bunching her skirt up to her waist, I push her panties to the side and dive into her tongue first. A strangled gasp leaves her mouth as she shudders around me. My tongue swirls and laps at her and I suck on her clit so hard, one leg starts to buckle. She grabs my shoulders for support.

“Brandt.” My name leaves her lips as a breathy moan, and it sends shivers down my spine. It feels so good hearing my name coming from her. It feels so good having her come undone at my touch. “Oh…fuck. Yes.” Her moans get louder and her hand claps over her mouth, stifling the sounds. If we weren’t in the office, I’d demand she remove her hand. I need to hear her scream. Her breathing is laboured, and she’s rolling her hips, riding my face. Chasing her orgasm. My tongue plunges in and out of her, harder and faster until she’s whimpering.

“Come for me, baby.” That’s all the encouragement she needs as she shatters around my tongue, riding the waves of pleasure as I lap up every ounce as she comes down.

“Oh, God,” she moans. I unhook her leg from my shoulder, licking my lips as I stand up.

“Not God, just me,” I quip, unable to suppress my smirk. She grasps either side of my open shirt and tears it off my shoulders, slamming her mouth to mine in a heated kiss. I step back, carefully maneuvering us to her desk, where I rip her skirt, along with her panties, down to her ankles in one swift movement. Her chest heaves and the swells of her breasts jiggle as she breathes hard. My hands make quick work of my belt buckle and the zipper of my pants, and I tug them and my boxers down to my knees as I line myself up to her entrance.

“Fuck me, Brandt,” she moans breathlessly. A dark smirk plays on my face.

“Oh trust me, I’m going to,” I growl. In one swift movement, I sink into her, fully seated, and she gasps. I take only a moment to allow her to adjust to my size before I move inside her. Fuck, she feels too good. “Your pussy feels like heaven. It fits me perfectly.” As I grind into her, the movements become faster and her body jiggles underneath mine, causing little trinkets on the desk to clatter to the floor.

“Oh, Brandt,” she moans. Fuck, I love the way she says my name. I grit my teeth, biting back the need to come. Not yet.

“Your pussy takes me so well. Look,” I demand. Her head lifts off the desk and her eyes glue to where we’re connected. “Look at how well your hungry pussy takes me.” I slam into her harder, watching my cock slide in and out of her; slowing my movements to make sure she feels every inch of me. My fingers sink into her hips, pulling her closer to the edge of the desk as her legs wrap around my waist to brace herself. Bending over, I place rough kisses on her collarbone, nipping and sucking at her until I leave a faint mark. God, she looks so good branded by me.

I angle her hips up, adjusting her until I hit that spot that makes her pant. She writhes underneath me, moaning and whimpering.

“Does that feel good, baby?”

“Yesssss,” she whispers. Her brows pinch together, and her eyelids are fluttering with pleasure. She bites her lip, trying to stop the moans from leaving her mouth. Her bronze hair floats like a halo around her, dangling off the edge of the desk. Her lips are red, swollen, and her lipstick is smeared from my kisses. Her hands curl around my wrists, squeezing them with every thrust. Fucking goddamn, she couldn’t look more beautiful in this moment if she tried. The sight of her breaking down, coming undone, losing herself at my touch, is something I will never tire of.

“Eyes on me, Eli.” My words are gruff as I slam into her. Her eyes snap to mine, shining with pleasure and love. I can see her wrestling with herself, trying to keep her eyes open and not lose herself in the pleasure. Not yet. I unhook one of her legs and drape it over my shoulder, then slide her further down the desk until her ass is just teetering on the edge. I sink my cock into her deeper than before, hitting her cervix, and she inhales a sharp gasp. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy is such a hungry girl.” I feel her starting to tighten and flutter around my cock, and it feels like home. It’s the best feeling in the world.

As she gets closer and closer to the edge, her pussy tightens against me, sucking the shit out of my cock. It feels too good; I might just come. But I need to hold it together; I want us to come together. My dick is slick as it slides in and out of her. She’s soaking wet, dripping down her thighs for me. A tingle rolls down my spine, heating me up. A telltale sign I’m almost there. My eyes burrow into hers as I pump into her. “Ready to come, baby?”

A breathy “yes” escapes her lips. “I’m so close, Brandt.” Her bottom lip rolls into her mouth, her perfect white teeth sinking into it as she holds back her noises. Circling my hips, I slam into her harder and release one hand off her hip to allow my thumb to find her clit. “Oh,” she gasps. The rough pad of my thumb circles and presses into her clit, making her soar higher.

“Ready, baby?”

She’s speechless, nodding her head.

“Come for us,” I growl. Her pussy flutters and tightens around my cock, eliciting a shockwave across my body as I pump into her, shooting hot cum, filling her up. I buck into her, riding out our highs together until we both come down. “I fucking love you,” I say, collapsing on top of her, still connected.

“I love you too,” she pants.

A few seconds pass and I pull out of her, pull up my pants, and adjust myself quickly before I disappear into the en suite washroom of her new office — her father’s old office — and grab a cloth to clean her up. As I gently wipe away the mess, I picture her face every time she moves, with my cum dripping down her legs for the rest of the day, and a sense of possessiveness overcomes me. She’s mine.

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