Page 111 of Fall to Me
Grabbing her hips, I pull her body down to the very edge of the desk, then hook my hand under her right leg, lifting it high, my palm sliding along the curve of her calf. I press my lips to her ankle, trailing slow kisses up the length of her leg until I can drape it over my shoulder. Those damn heels have me in a choke hold.
Hastily, I undo my jeans and pull myself out, then I drag the head of my cock along her slit, teasing her already sensitive clit with my barbel. I let her feel what she does to me before thrusting into her.
“Fuck!” she gasps, her head tipped back and her eyes squeezed closed.
“Ah,” I sigh, reveling in how fucking good she feels, then I piston my hips, thrusting into her over and over, setting a brutal rhythm, the sound of skin on skin echoing off her office walls. My fingers find one of the clips, and I give it a sharp tug that rips another moan from her.
“Carter, I’m gonna cum.”
“No, you’re not.” I pull out, quickly flipping her over. Her tits press against the desk, her arms straight out in front of her. She looks over her shoulder as I grab her hips and pull her closer until her feet touch the floor. The phone crashes to the ground and I growl in her ear, “You don’t come until I say you can.”
I grip her hips and slam back into her from behind, her ass bouncing with every thrust. My hand comes down, right over my name, the crack of the slap echoes out around us.
“One day, Kitten . . .” I run my hand down her spine. “I’m going to fuck this ass.”
“Can’t . . . wait,” she pants.
Fucking hell.
I reach around her, sliding my fingers down to her clit. Circling. Pressing. Relentlessly teasing. Every muscle in my body coils tight.
“Come for me, baby.”
A few more thrusts, and her pussy clamps down on my cock.
I see fucking stars.
“River.” Her name spills from my lips as white spots dance behind my eyelids, and I spill inside her.
We stand there, chests heaving, trying to catch our breaths.
“You always fuck me so good, but these damn makeshift nipple clamps hurt.”
Prying one eye open, I spot her removing them, tossing them at the bowl like they’ve personally offended her. I let out a chuckle and slap her on the ass. “Okay. No more binding clips.”
“Eh. They were fun.” She removes the phone cord from around her wrist, looks down at her desk, and groans. “I have to clean this mess up.”
“Go to the ladies’ room and clean yourself up,” I say, zipping up my pants. “I’ll take care of this.”
Her ass sways as she walks over to pick up her clothes, and I can’t help but keep my eyes locked on her as she bends over. She peers over her shoulder, giving me a look like she could go for round two, and I swear to fuck, if she doesn’t put on some clothes, we’re never getting out of here.
Pulling up the eBook I downloaded on my phone, I head toward the bathroom to run a bath for River. I swipe through the pages on the screen, knowing damn well I saw in one of the early chapters that the water temperature of a bath should be under one hundred degrees. Ah, there it is ninety-eight degrees. I toss my phone on the counter, then open the medicine cabinet to grab the thermometer.
“What are you doing?”
“Jesus!” I jump, startled, juggling the thermometer between both hands. Ha. Caught it. “Don’t you know not to sneak up on people, woman? I’m running us a bath. Just needed to grab this to make sure the temperature isn’t too hot.”
I hold up the thermometer in my hand. “You can’t have devil baths anymore.”
“Devil baths?”
“Yeah.” I say, looking over my shoulder. “You know when you have the water temperature set to hell? The book says you can’t have hot baths and showers,” I say pointing to my phone.
She walks over to the sink and picks up my phone then begins to swipe through it. “Awe. Look at you . . . Daddy.”
My heart picks up speed, and I turn around. I love the way that sounded. It hasn’t quite hit me yet that I’m a dad. Sheswipes her finger over the screen while I continue running water over the thermometer.
River sets down my phone and begins to strip. I peer back over my shoulder, and fuck, I could look at her all day. I’m excited to see the changes in her body. Something about the thought of watching her belly grow with my babies makes my heart feel so full. Babies. That’s another thing that hasn’t quite hit me yet.
