Page 17 of Midnight Heat

"I said we're not at the office. You don't have to boss me around." She's cute when she's upset. "And don't call me kitten unless you mean it."

"Why do you think I don't mean it?" I take her purse and toss it on the closest table and then pull her towards me so she's facing me.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe ‘cause you've been interrogating me every day for weeks and treating me like an enemy in general."

I put my hand on her cheek and tease her glossy lower lip with my thumb. I want those lips around my cock so badly.

"I'm sorry, kitten. I've been harsh with you, and you don't deserve it. Not anymore."

She melts into my hand and looks at me with puppy eyes. This woman is going to drive me insane. I place a kiss on her forehead and pull her fully into my arms. She mumbles something against my chest that I can't understand.

"What was that?"

"I can't believe you turned out to be my boss."

She's blushing, and she looks more beautiful than ever. And trust me, I've been watching her like a hawk since she walked into my office four weeks ago.

"Life is full of surprises. Take me to your room."

"So bossy."

Her features say she's amused by it more than anything, so I let her pull me towards where the bedroom is. Once there, I close the blinds and grab her by the waist. Pulling her close to me once again, I'm filled with this feeling of rightness that I haven't had since that first weekend we spent together. I reach for her blouse and start unbuttoning it.

Anne looks a bit uncertain about what is happening, but I can't say anything right now. I'm too overcome with the feelings inside me. I might blurt out something she's not ready to hear. When all the buttons are undone, I gently remove the blouse and lay it on the chair beside us.

"I'm starved for you, kitten."

She inhales sharply, and I see desire filling her eyes. Reaching for me, I let her take my t-shirt off. It was casual Friday at work, which is why we're both in jeans. She places a kiss on my chest, right where my heart is. She doesn't know it, but that's the only place I won't be able to let her in. She can have everything else but that.

I reach back and unclasp her bra, letting her tits free—beautiful white mounds with rosy peaks that are hard as diamonds right now. I suckle one of them gently and then move to the other one. I go back and forth a few times until my kitten is purring with need. I reach for the button of her jeans, and once I've lowered the zipper, I pull them down along with her panties.

"These jeans make your ass look so fuckable, kitten. I don't know if I'm going to let you wear them to the office ever again."

She giggles in response and gets out of the pile of clothes at her feet. Before I know it, she's taking care of my jeans the same way, and my cock springs free. She lets out an 'oh' in surprise at seeing me erect and ready for her. There's precum at the head, and she leans down and licks it, making my cock throb.

I don't know how many times I've fantasized about having her on her knees before me, sucking me dry. I want it to come from her, though. So I don't say anything when she starts placing small kisses on my stomach, moving up towards my chest. The need to claim her gnaws at my insides, so I pick her up and practically toss her onto the bed.

Anne is sassy and so damn desirable. She puts her arms behind her head and opens her legs wide, offering herself to me. I growl at her – don't know where that came from – and crawl up her body. When I'm between her legs, I look deeply into her eyes. She wants me as much as I want her. I kiss her cheek and start trailing kisses downwards.

I play with her nipples until she's whimpering and then move down her body to her pretty little pussy. I place kisses all around her mound and tease her with my tongue. Finally, after her hips are thrust forward to get more friction at her core, I open her up with my fingers and lick up and down her slit.

She trembles at that and grabs my hair, pulling me toward her center. Her sex is pink and swollen with the need for release, but I'm not done torturing my kitten. I use my tongue to penetrate her, and it drives her wild.

"Oh my God, Max. Keep doing that."

I reach for her clit with my thumb and start stimulating it with a slow, circular motion. Anne's hips immediately come off the bed, like she's been hit by lightning. My face is soaked with her juices, and I redouble my efforts. I'm starving for this woman. I haven't had her at my mercy for over a month, and it was tearing me inside.

"Max!"

I look up to see her, and she looks wild and untamed. Her hair is all over the place, her face is flushed, and her nipples are so hard it must hurt.

"Come for me, Anne," I order.

I take two fingers and penetrate her hot channel. That seems to take her over the edge, and she screams while her release runs through her entire body. I can feel her pussy tighten like a vise on my fingers, and I keep teasing her until she starts to push me away. Her legs shake, and I have this irresistible urge to take her into my arms and never let go.

The need to fuck her overrides everything, and with one swift thrust, I'm inside her, my mouth on her neck, biting her, marking her. I realize I'm being a little rough with her, so I slow down. Being inside her feels like home, something I haven't felt in the longest time. The feeling hits me hard, and I stop thrusting.

"Max, baby, are you okay?"

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