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“Now, be a good girl. Listen to me. You have to stay quiet here. Got it?”

Fuck, if the way his fingers worked didn’t make me come standing up. I bit down on his shoulder feeling like an amateur, my body convulsing as he thrust two fingers into me. He never let up either, his low, guttural grunts of satisfaction matching my whimpers. I wanted to be loud, to scream his name, but with my teeth sank into his flesh, the sounds were muffled. My pussy clenched around his thrusts, and with a hand on each of his hips, I let the orgasm burn itself out, then kissed across his shoulder and chest as I took hold of his cock again, stroking him.

“Holy shit, that was amazing.” Suddenly conscious that I had been making noise before this point, and the fact that maybe others in the office next door may hear, I understood what he wanted.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Derek’s fingers slipped through my moisture and upward, leaving a trail on my skin that chilled me as the air moved over it. His thumb pushed into my nipple as he squeezed my breast again. “Now that you know the rules—”

“You like to break rules, don’t you?” I stroked him harder, squeezing his cock. “Boss can’t date his employees, but here I am with my cum dripping from your fingers.”

“Shut up, or I’ll make you lick it off.” His smirk just before kissing me was priceless. But when I grabbed his hand and pulled my lips from him so I could suck his fingers clean, I felt his cock shudder in my grip. “Fuck, you’re pushing my buttons.”

“So, any more rules, Boss Man?”

Derek’s eyes scanned my face like he was searching for something. He licked his lips and then cupped my cheeks again, kissing me. “God, I really want you. I’ve been imagining this moment since the day Barbra told me she’d interviewed you.”

Between feverish kisses, when he took a breath, I asked, “How did you picture it?” The bead of precum on his dick lubed my grip. He was ready and I was only teasing him now.

“Like this...” He gripped my hips, forcefully turning me away from him and pushing me down across his desk. The cool surface felt good on my skin. I braced myself with my hands on either side of my body and tried to straighten, but he held me down. “Fuck... exactly like this.”

With one hand pressing into the center of my back, I felt him sliding his cock through my moisture, searching for my entrance.

“Shit, Derek. Just fuck me.”

“Shh!” His hiss reminded me of his rules at the same instant he pushed into me. He was so hard it almost hurt, and in that position, he went so deep I thought he’d split me open. I whimpered, refusing to let the gasp of pain-induced pleasure come out as he started thrusting.

He shook the entire desk, he fucked me so hard. I gripped the edge, trying to hold on, but even the desk walked across the floor. My body tensed again, the friction of his thrusts stimulating me again. If he kept it up, I’d come again.

“Oh, God.” My fingers curled around the edge of the desk. I wanted to touch myself, but he held me down. It wouldn’t take much, just a tiny rub in the right place. “Please, I need more,” I mewled, reaching for his hand, and he got the point.

Derek grabbed both of my hips and pulled me toward him, driving his dick even deeper into me, like he was trying to force himself into my womb. And with that tiny bit of space between my hips and the desk, he slipped a hand around my torso until his fingers prodded at my clit. In the slippery mess, he found it, swirling his fingers in a circle as he fucked me.

The slippery massage was all I needed, and my body quaked with spasms for the second time.

CHAPTERNINE

Derek

If Maggie had been strokingme a little harder the first time she came, I’d have gone with her. This time, as her pussy clenched down around my dick, I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t want to stop it. It was all I could do to continue massaging her clit as I slid through her juices. I leaned over her, still bracing myself on her lower back, but now needing to just let the release happen.

I kissed her back as I thrust into her, pinning her to the desk. And when my release was finished, I pushed in and stayed there as deep as I could until her pussy stopped contracting around me. Both of us were panting and damp with sweat . She lay like a limp ragdoll beneath me, her heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my chest. If I stayed still enough, I could feel the pulses of her heartbeat through my cock too.

“Fuck, Mags. What did we do?” Planting another kiss on her back, I pulled the hair out of her face and rested my chin on her shoulder, looking down at her. Her face was so peaceful, her eyes closed. I wanted to enjoy the moment, but the sinking sensation of guilt prickled my skin.

“We had really great sex.” Her voice sounded funny with her face half smashed against my desk, so I stood and offered her a hand. She grimaced and looked around frantically.

“Fuck, sorry.” I scrambled, snagging a few tissues for her and thrusting them into her hand.

“Thanks.” She grimaced as she turned away, cleaning herself up. I avoided watching her to give her privacy and stood awkwardly until she cleared her throat. “Sorry.”

How on earth could it be this awkward? We just released all of our pent-up sexual tension which we had been holding in for weeks now. And both of us acted like kids who’d just had sex for the first time. Even my dick still stood at attention, as if it hadn’t been satisfied, but my God, it had.

I turned and swallowed the strange nerves building in my chest as she leaned on the edge of the desk, her hands on either side of her. She lifted herself up and sat there, legs dangling. Every curve on her body was captivating. She’d never let me see her like this before. As a teen, she was always nervous about her appearance, and I didn’t know what happened, but her confidence was a major turn-on.

“Come here.” She reached for me, wiggling her fingers at me. So I took a few steps closer until I was within her reach. Maggie grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into her, spreading her legs so I’d nestle in between her knees so deeply that my cock slid between her soft folds again.

“Mags, we—”

“Shh,” she hissed, reaching down and guiding me into her body. Her heat and moisture felt like home. I didn’t assume it would work again, but the sensation of her surrounding me was heaven. I worked my hips slowly, filling her, kissing her lips as she responded to me until I knew my body was just not functioning anymore, and then I remained inside her as we kissed.

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