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Aiden’s hand left my breast and skimmed down towards my thigh. “Oh, we can and we’re going to,” he announced. “I’m going to sit you on this desk and fuck you so good, baby.” I whimpered. “And when we’re done, I’m going to take you home with me where I’m going to spend all weekend with my cock on, around and inside anything you’ll let me.”
My eyes closed and my body melted at the visions his words conjured up. Was I really that sexually deprived that I’d risk losing everything for one weekend with Aiden Buchanan?
When he went back to marking my neck and his finger trailed up the inside of my thigh to reach my soaked panties, I had my answer.
Yes.
Yes, I was. The second his finger snuck into the fabric of my panties, and he made contact with my bare slit, I was done for.
All my hard work, my reputation, everything I’ve achieved…I was willing to watch it all burn up in flames for Aiden Buchanan. I was going to be known as the office slut and I couldn’t care enough about that to stop his finger from sinking slowly into my body.
Decision made, I was going to let Aiden Buchanan do whatever he wanted to me.
Chapter 6
Aiden~
As soon as my finger was wrapped in her wet, tight warmth, I knew there was no going back for me.
I had already come to terms with giving up on trying to understand why I felt what I felt with this woman, and with Mason’s blessing, I knew I was going to pursue her. But I knew, without a doubt, that once I got my dick inside her, her choice in this would be no more.
I was going to make her mine; laws and sexual harassment be damned.
Her pussy was so warm and tight, I actually struggled to get inside her when I added a second finger to the first. I almost came in my pants from the anticipation of how tight her cunt was going to feel around my cock.
I pulled back to look into her face. I wanted to watch her beautiful expression as I finger fucked her to orgasm.
And I wasn’t wrong.
Denise looked absolutely breathtaking.
Her head was thrown back, eyes closed with her sweet, plump lips parted open. She was panting and her nails dug into the fabric of my suit jacket as she held onto the forearm of the hand I had between her legs. She looked like she was in pure ecstasy. “Oh, god, Aiden,” she moaned.
It was the sweetest sound I had ever heard.
We were both still clothed, and she looked positively wanton as she leaned back on her desk with her legs parted and my hand up her skirt. I cursed not having cameras in the offices, because I wish I could have a picture of this moment.
I’ve brought a lot of pleasure to a lot of women in my day, but nothing compared to this. I wanted to please this woman more than I wanted to take my next breath. I wanted to take her to the brink of madness so she’d forget every other man before me.
And I wanted to fuck her so hard, so thorough and so violently that she’ll never want another man after me.
I kept finger fucking her until I felt the telltale signs of her body on the edge. “That’s it, baby,” I encouraged. “Cum all over my fingers. Give it to me, Denise.”
My dirty words took her over, and she cried out my name as her pussy tightened around my fingers and her juices ran down my hand.
The room started to smell like her cream, and I took a big whiff. I wanted her smell in my nose and her taste on my tongue.
Fuck this. I would have all weekend to do this right and worship her to completion. But, right now, I just wanted inside her. Ineededto get inside her before she came to her senses and changed her mind about us.
I meant what I had said earlier. I didn’t care about any points she brought up about age, pedigree or the fact that I’m her boss. Nothing would stop me; not morals, not ethics, not common sense…not a goddamn thing.
I regretfully removed my fingers from her pussy and then proceeded to tear the scrap of lace covering her femininity clean right off her. The sound of fabric ripping made her gasp and her gasp hardened my cock even more.
Denise opened her eyes and the lust clouding them made me want to yell out a war cry. She looked ready to be conquered.
I unbuckled my belt and zipped down my slacks in record time, and then I grabbed her hips, lifted her and sat her on the desk, her legs spread open to make room for me.
I didn’t kiss her. I didn’t caress her. I didn’t do anything remotely affectionate. I didn’t have the patience to treat this like a romantic union. I pulled on her hips until her ass was resting on the edge of the desk and I slammed my cock home in one forceful, unapologetic thrust.
