Page 109 of Forbidden Kisses
He kissed one temple, then moved over my forehead to the other one as he trailed one hand up and down my back. I licked my lips, tilting my hips forward and then backward, arching into him.
He groaned.
Oops!I’d done that rolling motion right over his cock. He had a full-on erection beneath me.
I moved back a bit on his thighs, slipping a hand between me and his zipper, and said, "Now, let's free him. Wouldn't want him to get upset that we kept him trapped there."
"Trust me, he's going to be inside you tonight, so he’s happy no matter what.”
His voice had changed. It was low and so damn throaty, and it was in that moment that I realized I want to spend forever with this man.
He grinned as I undid the button of his jeans. Then he patted my ass, clearly indicating that I should lift it, which I did. He pushed his jeans down as quickly as he could.
"That's better," I murmured. I pulled down the elastic band of his underwear. How was he already so damn turned on? Not that I was doing better.
He squeezed his cock once, and heat gathered between my thighs. I sucked in a breath.
"You’re wet, aren’t you?" Duncan asked.
I nodded, biting my lower lip. He grinned again, then started pulling at my skirt, to no avail. It was snug around my middle. Finally, he pushed it up around my waist, leaving my ass bare.
"Fuck, you go to the office like this with your ass hanging out?" he said, squeezing my buttocks.
"It's not hanging out, but I have to wear a thong or the lines will show through the skirt."
"The thought of you wearing this all day is going to drive me insane."
"Would it be better if I didn't wear any panties at all?" I teased.
He bit the side of my neck lightly in response, and now my whole body was sensitive. My nipples were painful, pressing against my bra.
I didn't stop kissing him as I awkwardly tried to remove my skirt so I could take off my blouse and then open my bra, but it was impossible. I groaned in protest.
"I'll get you naked, beautiful. Don't you worry. Now, stand up."
I climbed down from his lap, feeling silly with my skirt up around my middle. He pulled it back to its original position, then lowered the zipper and pulled it down my thighs.
I stepped out of it quickly. He sat closer to the edge of the couch and instructed for me to part my legs wide. I sucked in a breath, looking down. He undid the top of my blouse very slowly, opening one button and then kissing my skin. Then he opened another button and paused for yet another kiss. It was pure torture. It set me on fire. I dropped my head back, groaning.
When he finished undoing all the buttons, I shook my shoulders, and the shirt fell off my arms.
"This bra… fuck," he exclaimed. It was one of those that had the clasp between the cups. He undid it quickly. I wanted to tease him that I could also wear no bra at the office, though of course I’d never do it. I just wanted to see his reaction.
But I didn't get the chance before he sucked a nipple into his mouth. He teased the tip by circling it with his tongue and then flicking it, sliding two fingers up and down over my panties in the same rhythm.
I was done for. My thighs shook. I braced both palms on his shoulders, digging my nails in.
"Duncan," I exclaimed.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful. So damn responsive. I love watching you come apart this quickly."
"Yeah, so damn quickly. I needed this all week."
"Tell me, do you go around your office wishing I was there to fuck you?"
"Yes," I confessed. I had no idea where that came from. But now that he'd said it, I couldn't deny that it was true.
He dipped his hand inside my panties. My knees completely gave in when I felt his fingers on my bare skin. I lost my balance, but Duncan steadied me, putting a hand on my hip and guiding me down onto his legs. He'd spread my thighs widely so he had access to my pussy and kept moving his fingers up and down. I became even wetter until I drenched my panties.
