A whimper falls from my lips as his tongue taunts across the taut peak, a shard of undiluted pleasure races through my body and spikes all the way down to my aching pussy.

Once again I want him inside me. I want his ruthless cock inside me, fucking me the way he took me today on the desk of his office.

I want the fantasy of getting lost in him.

I want him.

His wild suckle makes me arch into him. As he puts his arm around me to bring me even closer I close my eyes and allow my head to fall back.

God, I want him so bad. I want him so bad and never want him to stop touching me.

I’m left greedy for more when he pulls away leaving me panting, my mind buzzing with wild sexual energy that ripples from me to him.

Energy and excitement fuel with anticipation when Gabe starts undoing the buttons on his shirt.

What is he doing?

Is he seriously doing what I think he’s going to do?

That is the problem – the one problem - with being with a wild man who does whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

He’s unpredictable and I never know what the hell I’m in for until he hits me with it.

He backs off his shirt and I run my hands down his powerful chest. My fingers start tracing the definition in each muscle, allowing me the pleasure of exploring him.

He reaches out, traces my mouth with his thumb and secures his hands on the cheeks of my ass.

“I will also fuck you in front of the world so they know you belong to me.”

My breath hitches and my whole body blushes from the scandalous idea.

Christ, he’s being serious as fuck.

My heart stills but I’m so taken with the idea of him fucking me out in the open like this in front of everyone that I can’t breathe.

My eyes are glued to him, watching with the wildness that takes me. He undoes his belt buckle and sheds his pants and boxers, unleashing the length of his perfect cock.

My lips part with awareness but all thought of caring about who’s watching drains from my mind when he picks me up and sits down with me straddling him.

He takes my face and brings me in for a kiss that finishes the job of erasing my awareness.

Opening my mouth, I let his tongue tangle with mine in a clash of passion, and I groan from the exhilaration.

With my lips still on his he lifts my hips and thrusts his cock into me, balls deep, buried to the hilt. I only leave his lips to cry out from the impact, much to his pure satisfaction.

He growls with it and smiles with the wicked sin I see brimming in his eyes.

No one has to ask if the kind of sinful ideas are the type that will lead you straight to temptation. And, there will be no turning back. No matter how hard you try.

He chuckles as he starts moving inside me. He doesn’t allow me to ride him like he usually does when we’re in this position. Instead, he grabs my ass so he can get a good grip and starts to fuck me.

I’m quivering as his hips thrust out and in, his cock spiraling friction through my pussy and up my body each time he pounds into me. It’s exhilarating and mind-blowing and I allow myself to get lost in him as I bounce up and down in his lap.

I’m lost in him. Lost in the sea of pleasure. Lost in the high as he gives me orgasm after orgasm.

Then things change up as he fucks me faster. With one hand on my ass and the other smoothed up the back of my neck, he fucks me with a surge of manic pounds that makes me writhe against his untamed grip. We both get lost in the rhythm and the burst of ecstasy and I cry out at the same time he growls his own release.

Oh my God…