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My lips part in an “Oh” and he laughs. I smile up at him. “Baby, you are so beautiful when you smile.”

I love when he calls me baby. Anything that shows his interest in me on a more personal level. “It’s you, you know,” I confide shyly.

His fingers slide up and down my back ending at my waist. “What is me?”

“You make me smile.” I dip my head to avoid his gaze. He seems to see through me when our eyes meet, as if he’s gazing directly into my open soul. I’m not ready for him to know so much about me.

“I plan on doing a lot more than making you smile.” He punctuates each word with a thrust of his hips against mine. I feel the ridged length of his erection hard and unrelenting. “Just seeing you here makes me ache.”

His words fill me with uncontrollable lust. “Jesus, Chase, I want you.” I haul his face into a crushing kiss. I fiercely try to devour him whole. The time for niceties is over. I’ve had enough of his innuendo and teasing all week. It’s time for him to make good on his promises.

He slides my jacket off my shoulders. It drops to the floor with a thud. I mimic him by slipping his suit jacket down those thick arms, adding it to the pile at our feet. I search his eyes and am shocked to find them filled with intense desire.

“Baby, I was going to wait, bring you to my bed, but hell, I need you now.” His head comes down and he inhales against the tender skin at my neck. “Vanilla…” he whispers in reverence. His mouth so close to my pressure point sends shivers of lust ripping through me.

His need ramps up my desire a hundred notches. I yank at the buttons of his shirt impatient in my need to get him naked, see that golden chest again. Once the shirt is open, my hands are greedy, smoothing along his hard pecs. I pull my lips away from his to kiss every inch of exposed skin. I suck the flat disk of his nipple then bite down. He groans and tugs at my head keeping me close. I lightly swirl my tongue around it, lapping in a soothing motion. He shudders in my embrace when his shirt falls to the floor. Time seems to stop. His hands are everywhere at once, down my back, tugging the hair at my nape, bringing me closer to him.

The tiny buttonholes on my shirt and his large hands do not work well together. “Fuck it!” He rips the shirt open and buttons go flying. It’s such a cliché, right out of a romance novel, but I don’t care.

I tremble in his arms as he strokes his hands over my ribcage to cup my breasts. Both of his thumbs scrape against the swollen hardened nipples. The action forces me to lunge and bite down on his chest so hard I’m sure to leave a mark. I lap and kiss the flesh better.

“Damn it! I need to fuck you!” His hands slide over my ass and scrunch my pencil skirt to my waist. He grips my thighs and hauls me up as if I weigh nothing. My legs twine around his body, and I clench my thighs around him, enjoying the feel of his hard body between my legs. Chase palms my ass while walking us over to his desk then plops me down onto the hard surface. Before I can make a sound, his lips are on mine.

Through my lust, I fumble to remove his belt and unzip his pants. Finally the button breaks free and I’m immediately sliding my hand into his underwear to grasp his length. “God, Baby,” he breaths as I stroke him firmly up and down.He’s huge.I can barely wrap my hand completely around him as he lengthens and hardens further under my ministrations.

Chase’s lips trail down my neck as his hands busily pull my panties from my hips. He lifts me with one hand around my back and yanks the garment from under my ass. Tugging the lace down my legs, they slip to one ankle dangling along the stiletto provocatively. He gently pushes me to lie down against the hard surface of his desk, my chest and core fully exposed to his gaze. My breath is heaving and my hands bemoan the loss of his skin as I grip onto the edge of the desk tightly. Chase takes a moment to just stare at me laid out on his desk, ripe for the taking. I know I must make for a pornographic image. My chest arcs toward him, breasts reaching for the sky, trussed up and flowing out the cups of my bra that Chase so quickly forced down. He scans the naked skin, a feral gleam in his eyes. I’d be frightened if I wasn’t so turned on.

He licks his lips as he slides one finger from my neck down between my breasts. Finally, his head comes down and he brings those stunning lips to my navel, swirling his tongue into the indentation. My stomach jumps and he laughs. He continues down my body planting kisses on every inch of exposed skin. I’m dying with need and can’t stay still. My body twitches and thrums with unquenched desire.

“I can smell your need.” His hands slide down each thigh firmly, as if he has every right to the sensitive bare skin. He grips my knees and stretches each leg out, opening me wide. His eyes are riveted to my sex and I clench under his gaze.

He says one word and it blows me away. “Mine.” Then his tongue is on me, lapping from anus to clit. I howl and try to close my legs. It’s too much, yet not enough. Nowhere near enough. His strong hands prevent me from closing them, keeping me wide open to him. “So good,” he mutters, then dips his tongue deep into my center.

Bliss. An overwhelming feeling of contentment flows through me as his talented tongue plays me. “God, Chase.” I bite my lip almost to the point of pain.

He brings his hand into play and slides one long digit into my opening. I grip his hair, pulling and yanking as he swirls his tongue around my clit slowly, not allowing too much pressure. My hips gyrate against his face and finger when he adds another digit. It’s just the amount of pressure I need. He picks up the pace, fucking me steadily with his hand. My greedy pussy sucks and clenches around the intrusion.

“God, Baby, I could do this all day. You’re succulent.” His words have me on the very edge of release. He slides his other hand up my body and to my breast, gripping the mound roughly, possessively. The sensation is mind-numbing and I press deeper into him. He laps at my clit and digs his fingers high and hard into me, hooking them up into that secret spot, one I think is solely for him alone. A few more licks of his tongue and he presses down hard, sucking with all his might on the tiny abused bundle of nerves. I shatter into a million pieces. My orgasm sweeps over me in an explosion of intense pleasure as I convulse on his desk. Chase stays with me, finger fucking me leisurely while I break apart.

He removes his fingers and places his mouth greedily over my sex delving his tongue deep, as far as he can go. A loud groan fills the air as he laps up my release. He licks and pets me with his tongue, milking me for everything I have as I come down from my high.Best orgasm ever.

He places kisses up my body until he finds one taut peek and sucks it deeply into his mouth. My sex twitches with pleasure. I can’t believe I’m responding again so quickly. I’m panting and moaning as he nips at the tight bud. I try to grip his head, make him stop the sweet torture of my oversensitive tips, but he won’t stop. He smiles against my breast and continues his ministrations, flicking the edge with his tongue. His other hand tweaks my breast’s twin, plucking it, making it impossibly engorged and hard as a rock.

Finally his lips find mine. I can taste the tangy sweetness of my release on his tongue. “I need you,” I whisper against his mouth. His eyes pierce mine. It’s as if the word “need” trips something inside of him. His fingers grip my hips roughly, digging into the soft flesh, his nostrils flare slightly, and sweat dusts his hairline. He’s every woman’s fantasy.

“Are you on birth control?” he asks.

“Yes, yes, the pill,” I stutter through my sex-induced haze.

An evil grin breaks across his face and he slides down his pants. His cock springs free and my mouth starts to water. I cannot wait to take him into my mouth. He spreads my legs so wide my calves knock against the desk. Thank God for yoga. His hand encircles his length and gives it a couple long hard strokes. I moan watching pre-cum bead at the tip. It makes me salivate. He adjusts his cock at my opening and slides just the head in. I lean my head back against the desk, close my eyes and arch up on a gasp. His hands grip my hips possessively and in one quick thrust, Chase impales me.

“Chase!” I scream at the onslaught. His cock has stretched me wide, the lips of my sex retracting around his girth. I’m filled to bursting. He holds his position, allowing my body to adjust to his size before sliding out. Then slowly, inch by glorious inch he presses more into me. It’s not enough. I want him hammering me, showing me how much he wants me. That he’s as crazy for me as I am for him.

“More, Chase. I need all of you,” I say through gritted teeth.

He pulls back almost all the way and slams back against me until he bottoms out at my cervix. It’s unlike anything I’ve felt before. This is a whole new kind of sex. His body comes over mine and he kisses my lips, neck, and breasts, while he pistons his large cock in and out of me feverishly. My pleasure builds with each long stroke of his length and I lift my hips to meet every thrust. His hands pinch my nipples hard and lightening shoots to my lower body, preparing me for the mother of all releases.

“God, Baby, this is so good. You’re so fucking tight!” He lifts my thighs and presses them close to my chest, changing the angle of his penetration. Split open, I scream out at the intrusion. Every stroke of his thick cock slides deliciously against that bundle of nerves within me. It is almost like he’s pressing an elevator button over and over except it’s more like an orgasm button. With every twitch of his hips, I rocket further into the abyss. A few more strokes and it’s as if his name is forcibly ripped from my lungs, the orgasm tearing through every nerve ending in my body, splintering out into a burst of heat and energy.

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