Page 113 of Take It Offline

She doesn’t stop rolling her hips as she talks. “Or maybe I’d wait until we were in a meeting room. Wait until you’re mouthing off. Push you up against the table or onto your knees, shut you up by fucking your tongue.”

I’m gripping the sheets so tightly I swear they’re gonna rip. Sweat beads at my temples, and my body is on fire, blazing for her.

“Fuck. Let me touch you.”

I want to drive into her, pull every sound I can from those gorgeous lips. I want to get my hands on her, play with those incredible tits, rub her clit, feel how wet she is for me.

I need to make her come undone.

Emma seats herself as deep as she can go and clenches around me with long, drawn-out pulses of her pussy. But it’s the wild mischief in her eyes that unravels me.

“Who’s impatient now?” she says, smiling wickedly.

That’s it. My control snaps. Grabbing her, I flip us until she’s on her back. I tug her shirt off and fling it into a corner.

Emma wraps her legs tight around me, her heels at my back, and I growl into her mouth, kissing her filthy and deep.

“Fuck me, please,” she pants.

At her plea, my dick throbs inside her. I’ll give it to her. I’ll give her everything. I lean down, nip at her shoulder.

“It’s just… I might not come,” she breathes, a flash of fear in her eyes. “In case you were expecting?—”

“Hey, it’s all right. I’ve got you.” I slow and press a soft kiss to her lips, then another, and a third, because I can’t get enough. “I don’t care. It might not always happen, and it doesn’t need to. You can enjoy the rest. It can still be good. The best, even.”

“I doubt this is the best sex you’ve ever had.”

I kiss her hard. “That’s a bet you’d lose, sweetheart.” With that promise, I drive into her, over and over, filling her.

“Oh,” she moans. “Fuck, you’re serious.”

“You want me to hold back? I won’t come if you don’t want me to.” I can wait for her.

With a shake of her head, she moves her hips, meeting my every thrust. “No, I want it. Want to feel you come inside me.”

I groan. “Fuck, I can feel how much you need it. Your tight pussy is choking on my cock. Can you feel that? Can you feel how much you need my cum?”

Her whine pierces the loud slap of our bodies as I fuck into her, digging my knees into the mattress with every hard thrust. Emma’s thighs shake when I drag my thumb in circles around her clit.

It doesn’t matter if she comes. I’m going to make this so good for her, she won’t be able to touch herself without thinking of me.

“No one’s ever given it to you right, have they? Not like I can. And no one ever will.”

“Yes, yes, more.”

Weeks of pent-up energy is exploding in my veins, lighting my blood on fire. I knew from the second she kissed me back I would never be satisfied with less than everything.

She’s under my fucking skin, in my bones. I want to fuse us together.

My legs strain with the effort of fucking her. She’s so tight, so fucking perfect around my cock, like a part of me has been missing.

It won’t be the only part of me she’ll take when this is over, but I can’t think about that right now. Nothing matters except the slick slide of my cock and her needy moans as she clenches around me.

My balls ache with the need to fill her.

“Harder, Charlie.Please.”

She opens her legs wider, inviting me deeper, and I accept, pushing fast and rough into her wet heat.

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