Page 32 of Knocked Up By the Silver Fox

The shock of hearing Beth say she was changing departments made me snap. I was so angry that Allen had overstepped his boundaries that I felt like I might explode. I wasn't happy about it, but the stress I'd been under between fighting off the board, keeping Abby in check, and now trying to figure out what Beth wanted had me so on edge I knew it was coming.

I backed her toward the sofa as I greedily grabbed her hips and kissed her deeper. It had been too long since she and I spoke and the distance between us had consumed me. Now I didn't even know where we stood. I felt possessive and hungry, like a caged animal who'd just been set free and my prey was in sight.

"God, I miss you so bad," I growled against her mouth as she kissed me harder. Her hands were locked behind my head, and I knew she didn't want me to let go. Neither did I. I had missed her touch, her taste, her everything.

My hands roamed up her shirt and under her bra, cupping her breasts and kneading them through the lace. She moaned into my mouth as I continued to devour her lips. I broke contact momentarily and moved down to suck on her neck andcollarbone as I pushed her back onto the couch, never once taking my lips off of hers.

"God, Beth…I need you," I growled against her skin as I fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. "I need to feel you again."

She was panting when I looked up from her neck. Her eyes were filled with lust and desire, but there was also something else there. Fear? Uncertainty? I didn't have time to dwell on it because she kissed me again, this time with more urgency than before. Her hands were in my hair, pulling me closer as if she couldn't get enough either.

I broke the kiss again and stared into her eyes, memorizing every detail of her face. The way her breathing was erratic, her eyes half lidded with lust, the flush on her cheeks. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that she was what I wanted, and I felt a strong need to make sure she felt the same way about me.

Her hands worked my tie, loosening it as I pushed her skirt up her thighs. She toppled backward, planting herself on the couch, and I dropped to my knees in front of her. Her legs parted for me, and her skirt rode up around her waist as she reached for my fly and undid it.

"Will," she whispered, and I kissed the word right off her lips. I pulled her forward on the couch until my hips were nestled between her thighs and she only perched on the edge. Her hand stroked me eagerly, revealing how much she wanted me.

I hooked my fingers around her panties and pulled them down, and she wriggled to free herself. When they were off, I tossed them to the floor and she slid farther forward, guiding my dick to her entrance, but I wasn't ready for it to be over so soon. I slid two fingers into her and curled them, finding the rough patch of skin and nerves. She shuddered and arched back against my chest, moaning my name.

Her nails dug into my shoulders as I fingered her, and she rocked against me, her juices coating my fingers and the inside of her thighs. I could smell her arousal in the air, and it was intoxicating. I wanted to taste her, to lick every inch of her, to drink every drop of moisture her body produced and indulge in it.

Beth's hands guided me, pushing my face lower until I was buried between her thighs lapping at her clit. She tasted even better than I remembered, and I found myself lost in the moment, consumed by her flavor and scent and the way she moaned my name when I started sucking her soft folds. My fingers continued to work, rubbing and gliding over her G-spot as she clenched around me and bucked her hips against my face.

Her orgasm was like a tidal wave, crashing into me without warning, and I lapped up every drop she offered me. She tasted even better than I remembered. She jolted and twitched. Her fingernails probably drew blood on my scalp, and then she began to calm.

As her tremors subsided, I straightened up on my knees and she tugged me back between her legs, now wrapped around my waist as she pulled me closer, our chests colliding. I thrust into her fully, in one deep stroke, and the feeling of her tight heat around me after so long was almost too much to bear.

"God, Beth," I groaned as she dug her nails into my back. I gripped her hips tighter and pulled her against me as I thrust in, her pussy clenched down, milking me.

"Will…" she moaned, her eyes screwed shut as her fingernails dug into my skin.

I continued to pound into her, picking up speed with every thrust. Her walls squeezed me, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

"Will…I…" she trailed off and then her body tensed around me, clenching me so tightly I thought I might explode right then and there.

I couldn't hold back any longer. With a grunt of pure pleasure, I came inside her. I felt my load dump into her and the moisture spread as I glided in and out. She convulsed and clung to me, and I swallowed a few of her moans as I kissed her again and again.

Eventually my movements stilled and she heaved, catching her breath. Her forehead rested on my shoulder, and I held her against my body wishing the moment could last, but any second Allen or Sarah, or any one of my other employees could walk in.

"Hey," she said, and she lifted her head to look up at me. "It's going to be good. Okay? I'm not leaving you. I'm just keeping Allen happy." Beth's soft smile hurt me.

I knew she was doing the right thing by following Allen's lead. I knew Allen was probably looking out for both of us. I just hated that it meant less time with her. The past few weeks, the only time I'd had with her was at work.

"We need to talk, Beth…" I felt the storm brewing again and she shook her head as she placed her palm on my cheek.

"You're right, we do. But right now isn't the time. I have to get my things ready and we can't stay like this." As much as it infuriated me to admit it, I had to respect her wishes. This thing with the board and Nevil Banks was outside of our control. If she was right and someone had been sending her mysterious taunting emails since she started here, there could be bigger things at play.

I nodded and backed away pulling out. My dick was semihard, but I tucked it back into my pants, still coated in her juices. She picked up her panties and used them to wipe my cum from her body, then grimaced at them before chuckling.

"Guess I have to do without these for the rest of the day," she said, smirking.

"What are you doing for lunch?" I asked teasingly, and she stood up and walked toward the trash can.

I rose and fixed my pants, then tucked my shirt in correctly and fixed my tie. She smoothed her skirt back down and buttoned her blouse, then sighed. "I have to go…"

I caught her hand and brought it to my lips. "Beth, I'm so sorry. You know how much I want this to work. I never meant for things to get out of hand."

Beth looked at me with a sad expression and her shoulders slumped. "I want this to work too, but I'm not sure how it will. The board is against us. You saw what Abby did…the whole world saw. And you could lose everything."

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