Page 64 of Caged Heat

Fumbling for my wallet, I anxiously searched for a condom and sighed in relief when I spotted one. Tossing my wallet to the ground, I quickly pulled off my shirt and shucked off my jeans. Steph licked her lips as she stared at my cock. My hands shook as I rolled on the condom. It had been a while since I’d been with someone. But with Steph, I’d be nervous no matter how long it had been.

Stepping behind her, I trailed my hands down her spine. She arched into my touch, goosebumps spreading across her back. I loved how responsive she was. She didn’t hide how I made her feel, and that was a heady thing. There wasn’t any second-guessing or wondering if I was going too far.

Steph made all the doubts and questions disappear. Her openness allowed me the freedom to go with what felt right. And boy, did it all feel right with her. I gripped her hips, loving how soft and silky her skin was. Leaning down, I let my dick wedge itself between her ass. It was already screaming at me to get on with it, but I needed to make something known first.

Wrapping a hand around her throat, I tilted her head back toward me. This time, I was the one nipping her earlobe.

“Just so you know, this isn’t the only time we’re doing this tonight. I meant what I said earlier. I plan to lick, suck, and fuck you until you can’t walk. There’s no way this will be enough to satisfy me. I have the whole day off, and I plan to spend the majority of it with you, naked in my bed. Understand?”

She whimpered, her body trembling beneath me. “Yes,” she whispered. “Give it to me, Mack. See if you can make them hear my screams over the music.”

“Challenge accepted.”

Smiling, I dropped her throat and stood back up. Spreading her cheeks, I swiped one finger through her wet pussy before notching my cock at her entrance. Pressing in, I let her adjust to me. Watching myself split her open was so orgasmic I had to look away and recite all the bones in the hand to stop myself from coming.

My thighs brushed her ass, and we both sighed. I took a second to catch my breath before I pulled back, and this time, I slammed into her. Steph gasped, then moaned, as the desk rocked forward.

“More,” she demanded, pressing back.

It was all the go-ahead I needed. Withdrawing, I thrust in and out with a relentless pace. Nothing had ever felt this good, this right. I’d been right; this wouldn’t be enough. I wanted to explore her and touch her in every position. To see her naked across my bed and kiss every inch of her. To know every sound she made and how her body responded to my touch. I wanted so much from her already. I just had to keep my cool so I didn’t scare her.

“Oh, god. Mack. Yes,” she cried, moaning as our skin slapped together and our grunts filled the space. Sweat and arousal mixed in the air, and no matter how many times I recited bones, I couldn’t stave off my orgasm this time.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, so good,” she shouted.

“Take it, baby. Clamp your pussy around me and squeeze my cock to death.”

She whimpered, her body quaking as she neared her own. Sweat beaded down my forehead and back, but I couldn’t stop. The entire bar could walk into this room, and I still wouldn’t stop.

The second I felt her walls spasm, I let go. My thrusts stuttered, and I fell forward, pumping into her in shallow bouts as I rode out my orgasm.

We lay there panting, our skin sticky with sweat. I kissed her shoulder blade before I stood and pulled out. Red marks dotted her hips, and I brushed my fingers over them. I hated I’d bruised her, but the possessive part of me liked I’d marked her.

“I think you already succeeded on your promise,” she said.

“Oh?” I asked, tying off the condom and looking for the trash can. I shoved it in and then pulled out the bag. No way would I leave it in there for August to find. He wouldn’t know it was mine, but I would, and I’d never be able to meet his eyes again. As it was, I would have a hard time not blushing, knowing we’d just fucked over his desk.

“Pretty sure my legs don’t work anymore.”

Chuckling, I helped her up and held her close to me. It felt nice to have her naked body pressed against mine. “Then I guess I better massage you back to life so I can keep having my way with you.”

“You’d do that?”

“Of course.” I frowned. Just who the hell had hurt this amazing woman? “As much as I want to fuck you, I’d never force you or hold you to something if you weren’t feeling good. Plus, there’s a lot of things I can do in the meantime.”

She smiled. “I think I’m going to like being in this FAO-ship with you, Mack.”

“Good. Because I already do.”

I kissed her softly and helped her get dressed. We got rid of the trash and headed out to my car. “Is your place close? I still live at home, so unless you want a nosy sister and mother in our business…”

“I wouldn’t mind, but considering I have plans for you to be naked, let’s hold off the family interrogations.”

The drive to my house was quick and true to my word. I massaged Steph’s muscles in a bubble bath before we crawled under the covers and fell asleep. When we woke in the morning, I delivered on the rest of my promise and worshiped her body with my tongue, fingers, and dick until she couldn’t walk.

And later, when I learned it was her birthday, I showed her just how I felt about her keeping secrets. I covered her body in whipped cream and licked off every inch of it.

Best New Year's Day ever.

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