Page 112 of Neighbors With Benefits

The man behind Brandi put a hand on her arm and gently moved past her and into my office. Dante was dressed up more than I was used to seeing him, with grey slacks and a white button-down shirt.

“Why hello there,” Cat whispered under her breath.

“Thanks, Brandi,” I said, dismissing her. As soon as she was gone, I asked, “What are you doing here?”

Dante turned to Cat. “You should leave.”

“Why?” she challenged. “You want to fuck my best friend in her office while we’re in the middle of lunch?”

Dante’s gaze returned to me, intense and urgent. “Yes.” He began rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt. “So unless you want to watch…”

“Don’t make invitations unless you mean them,” Cat said, tossing her hair flirtatiously.

I glared at her. She rolled her eyes, grabbed her bag, and left my office. The last thing I saw was her giving me a thumbs-up before closing the door.

Dante locked it behind her.

“You know,” I said, “you have a lot of nerve after the way—”

Dante prowled across the room like a lion, cupping my chin and kissing me. All of my complaints were instantly banishedfrom my mind; the only thing that mattered was just howgoodthis felt.

“I like your office,” he said, holding me in his arms. “I hope it’s soundproof.”

“Why?” I asked, biting my lip.

He gave me a wolfish grin. “Because you’re going to make alotof noise.”

He lifted me by the thighs into his arms, kissing me while carrying me over to my desk. He placed me on the edge, just like how I had sat on the workbench in the greenhouse, hiking my skirt up and then tugging at my panties.

“Why now?” I managed to get out. “Why hold back in the greenhouse only to rush in here on my lunch break?”

“I wanted to test myself,” he replied, kneeling to pull my panties all the way off. “To see if I could stand not being with you.”

“And?” I asked, holding my breath.

He leaned in close and whispered, “I can’t,” before kissing me.

Dante was an incredible kisser, even better than Aiden or Bash. Even without tongue, I was wet within seconds of his lips touching mine. His cock was hard and thick inside his dress pants, just as it had felt brushing against me in the greenhouse yesterday, and once again I wondered what it would feel like inside of me…

“You’d better not leave me dissatisfied this time,” I warned.

He finished rolling up his sleeves, gave me a mischievous grin, then buried his face in my pussy.

I moaned and arched my back on the desk as he jammed his tongue deep inside me. It was impossibly long, wriggling around and up and down, hitting parts of my sex I didn’t know couldbe reached with a tongue. His nose rubbed against my clit as he ate me out, sending lightning bolts of pleasure through my lower body while I gripped the edge of the desk with both hands.

His mouth vibrated with a pleasurable groan, as if he was getting as much enjoyment out of it as me.

“Yes,” I moaned, grateful for the thick walls in my office.

Dante’s tongue slid out of my pussy and whirled around my clit. It was so intense, right on the edge of what I could handle without any foreplay, but somehow that made it even sexier—theimmediacyof it all, without any warning. His hands slid around my hips and grabbed my ass, holding me against his face in case I tried to escape. His biceps bulged against his dress shirt as he held me, licking and sucking at my clit like it was his favorite part of the day.

And then the intensity morphed and changed into a deep, powerful pleasure.

While his mouth focused on my most sensitive place, two fingers slid inside my pussy up to the first knuckle. It wasn’t enough. I pushed my hips against him, begging him to give me all that he had, and he quickly obeyed. Both fingers pushed deeper into my wet folds, then twisted like a corkscrew, rotating against my inner walls.

“Dante,” I moaned, unable to hold back. “Ohh…”

He finger-fucked me steadily, back and forth. Back and forth. Meanwhile, his tongue curled into a U shape and ran up and down my clit, like his tongue was a waterslide for my sensitive spot. The ecstasy wasinsane,a sensation I had never felt before.

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