Page 74 of Forbidden You

“I don’t give a fuck what you call it. Just fucking kiss me, asshole.” My hand lashes out, grabbing his throat to yank him against my lips, and when they finally connect, he smiles against my mouth.

“I’m the boss, babe.”

“You can be the boss when I’m not naked. When I am? You better do as I say, boss-man.” I dive my tongue into his mouth while keeping him close with a tight grip on his shirt, and when my own taste lands on my tongue, I let out a moan.

Just the thought of him eating me out is enough to make me come when I use my own fingers, but the knowledge that he was actually there makes it even better.

“See how good it is?” He bites my lip. “See how good you taste, all for me?”

I give him auh-huh, but it comes out with a desperation that has him digging his fingers into my side, and I throw my head back. His mouth moves below my ear, and I fist his hair to put my lips against his shell.

“Fuck me, Bodi. I want to feel you inside of me.” Without any question, he takes a step back, keeping our eyes locked. With two swift moves, he undoes his black jeans before letting them puddle on the floor, then he removes his boxers. I swallow when his hard shaft bobs against his stomach. It’s thick, long, and just as desirable as I remember.

“Come here.” I get up, showing him grabby hands, my legs still hanging from the desk, and he hungrily approaches me with his jeans still around his ankles while putting on a condom. I run my entire palm over my soaking pussy, wanting to coat it with wetness. Vigorously, but still with a soft touch, I wrap my hand around his cock before guiding it to my entrance.

This man makes me feel like a goddess. Like I’m worthy. Like I’m the most desirable thing he’s ever seen with his enchanting forest green expression.

Our eyes stay tangled, our lips parted in lust, and when I drop my hands to his ass, he gently pushes inside of me. It’s slow, tender, but the carnal look in his eyes tells me he wants to give in to his instinct and fuck me until I scream his name.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since the moment I saw you standing in my office with a suitcase.” He holds on to my hips and I bring my arms up to grip his shoulders. “I want to take it slow and savour every moment, but I also just want to fuck you into oblivion.”

He hisses when he’s completely seated inside of me, stretching me wide with a perfect burn, and he looks at me in anticipation.

My lips roll while I feel a taunting smile haunting my face. “You don’t think this is going to be the only time, right?”

“I don’t know?” he snorts, his head wagging a little.

I lean in, bringing my mouth close to his ear while keeping my arms wrapped around his neck.

“You can fuck me hard tonight,” I whisper. “Then fuck me nice and slow tomorrow.”

When I bring my head back, a lopsided grin meets my gaze before he bites his lip and his hips start to move forward with rough thrusts.

“You got one dirty mind, baby.”

“You’re just finding out now?” We both chuckle as I enjoy every push of his dick inside of my pussy, dropping my forehead against his shoulder to keep my core up.

I’m desperate to feel him in every way, loving the feeling of his entire body rubbing against mine. I love how his chest drags against my boobs, and how his hands dig into my sides with urgency. How the heat of his skin becomes one with mine.

His touch is the recipe for dizziness, and it doesn’t take long before I let out a screeching sound every time he slams against my walls.

“Ssssh, you have to be quiet, baby.” He covers my mouth with his hand, muffling the sound of my moans that never stop.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy like this.” He rapidly removes his hand, then tries to shut me up while crashing his lips against mine. “You’re so sexy when you moan with my dick plowing inside of you.”

“I can’t wait till you fuck me at home,” I huff with closed eyes.

“Yeah, why is that?”

“So I can scream as loud as I want.” Our eyes lock. His gaze is filled with a yearning that can be easily confused by something crazed.

“Damn, Kayla. Suck my thumb.” He holds his thumb up to my mouth, and I take it between my lips while my lashes flicker. He keeps a steady pace while I totally get into it, swirling my tongue around and around.

When he pulls it out, I pout, until he presses it against my clit and I buckle forward at the sudden touch.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan, sinking my teeth into his shoulder. He moves his thumb in circles around my clit, never touching it, but just teasing the flesh, and it feels as if my pussy will be liquified any second now. “Oh, my God. Bodi,” I cry desperately, my voice high-pitched.

“You need to be quiet, babe, we don’t want your colleagues finding out, right?” His hand cups my neck, in a delicious move of dominance, only fueling my desire.

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