Page 41 of Where We Fall

"I can't stop thinking about Saturday night. I'm so fucked up over it. I don't know what to say or what to do. I don't know how to stop picturing it. I don't even know if you want to forget about everything and go back to the way we were. You walking out after threw me for a loop. Fuck, I don't want to forget it happened, but I'm trying to let you take the lead here. I don't want to do anything that will make you uncomfortable."

My heart beats erratically. I can't believe the words that I'm hearing. I think of what to say back. I want to just turn around and kiss him, but I'm still processing everything. I don't know if he takes my silence as discomfort, but he lifts his head off my shoulder. Leaving his things behind, he rushes to the door.

Luckily, my brain reacts fast enough to stop him before he leaves. I don't want him to feel confused by what I want. I want to make it crystal clear.

Now is my chance. Take it.

"Wait. Don't go."

He turns around and stares at me. No words are spoken, he just waits. He watches me as I get up and slowly walk over to him.

"What is it?" he asks me.

I stop in front of him and look up into his eyes. "Don't you want to return the favor?"

His eyes grow big as his head turns to the side. "What do you mean, Lexi?"

"I mean," I begin as my hand comes out to touch his chest, "you never got the chance to return the favor on Saturday night."

Without breaking contact with my eyes, he reaches for the door and closes it.

"Are you telling me you want me to taste your pussy right now, Lexi?" he growls as he takes a step toward me.

Holy Shit! When he says those words out loud, it makes this entire thing sound so dirty. I'm not used to someone who is this bold. I can feel myself already wet and needy.

"Yes," I breathe.

"Thank fuck," he breathes.

His hand lands on the back of my head as he pulls me in for a searing kiss. Unlike our public kiss, this one is fast and hungry. He isn't holding anything back as he pushes me backward. It feels so good to let him take control. Both of his hands are on my cheeks while his tongue comes out and plays with mine.

"I've been going crazy trying to hold myself back from you," he whispers into my mouth then comes back down for another kiss that makes my knees weak.

"Don't. Please don't hold back."

A wicked smile takes over his face. He reaches behind me and drags the zipper of my skirt all the way down. The sound echoes throughout my office, making the moment feel intense. He drags the skirt down until it hits the floor. I step out of it without being asked to, knowing exactly what we both want.

"Sit on your desk, Lex."

I scoot myself onto the desk and push myself back further with my hands. The desire in his eyes is almost nerve-wracking. It makes this moment feel so much more extreme.

"Good girl. Now put those high heels up on the edge of the desk and show me your beautiful pussy."

I gasp. It sounds so wrong, but my body obeys him. My body wants more of his dirty words.

When I get my feet in position, I'm completely exposed to him. He makes a deep guttural noise as he stares down at me.

"You're perfect. Fuck. Look at how much you want this. You're dripping with excitement."

He starts to unbuckle his belt then pulls himself out, giving his length a long stroke. The view is incredible.

But it doesn't last for long because he reaches for my knees and bends them down to the edge of the desk. Then his fingers start to trace small circles from my knees down my thighs. One hand trails along the top of my pelvis while I wait impatiently.

My breathing is out of control.

"I dreamt about this last night," he admits. "I woke up with the biggest hard-on of my life."

His thumb grazes my clit and a I let out a small whimper.

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