Page 20 of Executive Benefits

I shifted off the desk, and he let me, backing away slightly.

I turned, holding his fingers as I walked around the desk to my briefcase. I shoved my hand in the tiny pocket and pulled out a little foil wrapper. I held it between two fingers and waggled it under his nose.

He yanked me to himself, and I tossed the condom onto the desk, giving myself over to the kiss. The hard line of his cock dug into my stomach, and a moan slipped out of my mouth. I needed to touch it.

My hands traced over the line of his defined muscles down to his belt, and I tore it away from his waist, which seemed to excite him more. He bit the bottom of my lip, sending a charge of pleasure to my core, and he grunted as he pushed me back onto the desk.

I fumbled with the button and zipper on his pants for what felt like too long. I pulled away from the kiss as he leaned me back, and when I got his pants unzipped, I pushed everything down, releasing his thick cock to the room for me to look at in awe. Ireached out to stroke it. He growled, and my hand jerked faster as he pushed my legs open.

His hand rode up my skirt, and he tore my panties away and down, past my knees, and over my ankles, leaving my heels firmly in place.

He groaned as I squeezed his dick harder, and his large hands pressed me to the top of the desk. He pressed himself between my legs, and I spasmed feeling his rock-hard erection rub over the most sensitive part of me.

He ground down into me, and I cried out, the tender throb of want saturating my thighs.

“Is this what you want?” He ground into me harder, letting the friction pump need into my body, making me putty for whatever pleasure he would bring me.

“Yes,” I whispered through a hushed breath. “Please.”

“Ooh. I like to hear you beg.” He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, and I trembled at the sensation, each stroke of his dick over the bundle of nerves, toying with me, and I liked it.

I closed my eyes and arched my back, moaning, biting my lip as his other hand pushed up my skirt and grabbed my ass with just enough pressure to bring a little pleasure with the pain. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait for him, but I’d play the game he wanted.

My eyes snapped open and with another stroke of his dick against my clit, my eyes locked on his. “Please,” I said, scooting back on the desk and opening my legs up to him fully. The hunger in his eyes was enough of a reward as he shoved two fingers deep inside me, and my scream echoed through theroom as he pushed and pulled and pumped. “This is what you want?” he hissed, and my hips ground down on his finger as I whimpered for him.

I ripped my shirt open, not wanting any fabric between us. His fingers pumped harder as he bent over, pushed the lace down, and sucked at my nipple hard.

Pleasure overtook me. My hums and moans and calls out for him to fuck me grew louder and more desperate the closer he brought me to climax.

“You’re so goddamned wet, Julia.” His sapphire eyes linked with mine. “Just the way I wanted you to be when I first saw you.”

His words practically had me coming all over his finger, but he pulled away, lifted his shirt off, and grabbed the condom. I took my bra off, wanting nothing more than to feel his skin against my own. My body yearned to feel it.

His chest was well-defined, and I did my best not to tell him to hurry up, even though the words were right at the tip of my tongue. I watched him slide the condom on, anticipation swelling the walls at my center, filling me up with pleasure before he even got close to me.

Once he was done, he brought both hands on either side of me. “How do you want it?” he asked, his voice low, twisting the sensation deep inside me. I looked at him, unsure of what to say as he waited for me to answer, his cock painfully close to my pussy.

“I just want you to fuck me,” I said through heated breath. He pulled me to himself and cupped the back of my head.

The teasingly slow way he played at my entrance had me squirming. “Nick,” I moaned, my eyes rolling back into my head as he circled slowly then slammed into me without warning.

My scream of passion ripped from my throat as he thrust into me. The louder I went, the harder he pumped, and soon, my hips were pumping over his cock too. He filled me up and pushed me into the desk. His mouth came to my nipple as my legs wrapped around his hips, holding on for dear life as he delivered me pleasure from his dick, his mouth, his finger.

I couldn’t believe I was fighting this.

I couldn’t believe it’d been so long since I’d had sex.

I couldn’t believe I’d ever enjoyed sex with Jared after spending three minutes with Nick inside me.

Soon, the twisting and tightening in my core sparked, igniting the flame in my system, and exploded through me, rocketing at the highest level of pleasure that I ever experienced.

My scream rode out my climax as Nick fucked me through it. With a few more pumps, his body went rigid and he tensed, growling and grunting as he spilled into the condom. His gaze met mine, and he jerked me up toward himself, and I kissed him through the rest of his climax.

As his hips slowed, he pulled out of me, and he leaned deeper into the kiss, supporting the back of my head as his tongue lapped over mine as if he couldn’t get enough of me.

He moved his head to my neck, kissing at the base of my throat, licking up the line of my neck, sending another shiver down my spine.

As the heady sensation faded and we started to clean ourselves up, the very first thought I had was,Mia’s going to kill me.

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