My back bowed, and my nipples pebbled as a new wave of something started to overtake me.
Earlier, I’d thought it felt good.
Now, I realized that this wasn’t good.
This was…life changing.
My orgasm started to build, higher and higher and higher until it was imminent.
Just one little touch of my clit and I’d go flying.
“Please,” I begged. “Please.”
The eyes I hadn’t realized I’d closed, opened, and my gaze froze on his.
Our eyes connected, and the intensity in his eyes shocked me to my core.
“I…”
His hand came down with a harsh slap against my outer thigh, and that was apparently all I needed.
I came.
I flew.
I was so far gone that there was no pulling me back.
My heels planted on the edge of the desk, and only the strong hands around my hips kept me from catapulting myself right off the desk.
A loud, rumbling growl followed my own explosion, but I was too far gone to open my eyes and watch.
My orgasm was intense and long-lasting.
I would never recover from it.
Long minutes later, the aftershocks were still getting after me.
I could, however, open my eyes.
When I did, it was to find those navy-blue ones trained on me.
Seconds passed as he studied my face, and I bit my lip for a few seconds before I said, “I truly only came over here for something to eat.”
His eyebrows came up. “What are you doing here?”
He didn’t believe I was here innocently.
I licked my lips and was about to reply when he slowly pulled away.
The wetness of his release followed his retreat, and I felt my belly clench.
I went up onto my elbows and watched the white, creamy liquid pour from my opening.
It was the single most hottest thing I’d ever experienced in my life.
I’d never witnessed it before because I’d never gone bare with anyone.
Not in the three long-term relationships I’d had that we’d progressed far enough for sex to be on the table.