Page 47 of The First Time

Suddenly, my body is burning up. It appears the reaction I had to him in Italy has extended to here in the states as well. That is going to be a problem. I was hoping I could forget what it felt like to have his hands all over me, or his dick inside of me, and his tongue. Shit, his tongue.

I realize I’m lost in my thoughts. I look back up at Josh, and his eyes are boring into mine.

“Where’s your office?” he says in a deep, demanding voice.

“My office?” I question, wondering why he’s bringing up my office out of nowhere. “Why?”

He steps closer to me. “Bring me to your office, Freckles. Right. Now.”

That’s odd. Is he suddenly taking an interest in how I run my restaurant? Maybe Italy inspired him, and he’s curious. Here I am, practically drooling over him, and he wants to see my office. How embarrassing.

I turn around and lead him through the kitchen, around the corner, and down the back hallway until we step into my office. I turn the lights on and walk further in.

“Here it is,” I tell him. “It’s not really much to look at. Just a desk and some filing cabinets. Why did you want to see it? Have you never been in the back of a restaurant before?”

He closes the door. “I don’t give a fuck about what it looks like.”

Next thing I know, he lifts me up and slams me back against the wall. His mouth is on mine. I claw at his back and wrap my legs around his waist. The strange, uneasy feeling I’ve had since we’ve been back evaporated.

Everything feels right again.

His hand reaches up and wraps around my breast. I moan into his mouth, reveling in his attention. Then he moves us off the wall and places me on the ground next to my desk.

“Get on your knees, Freckles,” he growls.

I should be pissed that he comes into my restaurant, tells me to take him to my office, then demands I get on my knees for him. But I’m too turned on right now, and the truth is, I’ve been wanting him in my mouth again. I think about it all the damn time.

So, I obey his command and slowly lower to my knees. I watch him unbuckle his belt then pull himself out for me. I lick my lips in anticipation, and a small grin peeks through his hard demeanor.

He grips his dick and then moves forward. He moves it in a circle around my lips, teasing himself. I’m too desperate for a taste, so I move my tongue along his tip.

He growls. “You’re greedy for my dick, aren’t you?”

I nod my head in agreement.

“Open your mouth, Freckles. I’ll give you what you want.”

I open my mouth wide, and he slowly pushes it inside of me, moaning instantly. I’m too aroused to go slow and build the pace. I wrap my lips around him and start to suck, moving up and down enthusiastically.

He closes his eyes like it’s already too much for him, and he needs to gain some control. But I don’t want him to have control; I want him to lose his mind.

I take my hand and place it at the base of his cock and move it up and down as I glide along his shaft. His hands are in my hair while his body tenses. I keep my pace until he pulls me off without any warning. I’m breathing hard as I gasp for more air, but I’ve never been more turned on.

“Hands on the desk, Freckles. Turn around.”

Before I have time to do so, he’s turning me himself and pushing me down on my shoulders. Then my pants and underwear are pulled down and at my ankles.

I hear the tear of a condom wrapper. With no warning, he pushes inside of me until he bottoms out. I do my best to stifle my scream. He starts fucking me roughly against my desk, his dick hitting the right spot over and over again.

“Ahh,” I exhale as the feelings start to take over me.

Josh slaps my ass and grabs my ponytail. “I like your hair up like this. It helps me get some leverage so I can fuck you harder,” he growls. “Like this.”

I’ve never been fucked this hard. I didn’t know it was possible. My orgasm comes barreling through. I grip the end of the desk with both hands as I do everything in my power not to maketoo much noise. I could only imagine what my restaurant guests would think if they were eating and heard a woman scream bloody murder through her orgasm.

Josh starts to slow as he empties himself inside of me, growling and cussing the entire time.

I don’t even realize my office door has opened until I hear Zane.

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