Page 79 of Release Me

“Sooo?” I ask, lifting my face to hers.

“So,” she continues, licking her lips, her smile now turning into a sexy smirk as she slips her fingers into the open fabric of my shirt, pressing them against my bare chest. “You never fucked me against your desk like you said you would.”

A huge grin spreads across my face as my grip on her tightens. “You want me to do that, huh?”

Zoey bites her bottom lip as she says, “Yes. I do. Very much.”

Chuckling, I slide the hand that’s on her thigh higher, my fingers disappearing beneath the fabric of her skirt. “You know I can still do that when everyone knows about us, don’t you?”

“Uh huh,” she says, grinding her gorgeous ass against me as my fingers slide along her skin. I’m so fucking hard right now, the bulge in my pants obvious. “But I want the hot, secret, dirty version too,” she whispers, leaning in so her mouth is against my ear.

“Fuck,” I breathe out, my jaw tight as my hand slides even higher.

Zoey widens her legs a little, giving me better access and when I reach her panties, I brush my fingers against the lace, teasing her. She moans a little, her hands gripping my tie as she pulls me in for a hard kiss, our mouths crashing together, teeth and tongues colliding.

I slide my tongue into her mouth as I slip two fingers beneath the fabric between her legs, pulling on the lace. “Lift,” I whisper, before nipping at her bottom lip.

Zoey lifts her hips and I pull her panties down her thighs, over her knees and lower until I’m sliding them off her feet. With a grin, I shift so I can slip them into the pocket of my pants, knowing I won’t be giving them back to her until we get home.

Caressing her ankle, I slowly slide my hand back up her leg and beneath her skirt, brushing my fingers lightly against her. Zoey squirms in my lap, the movement only getting me harder, especially when I discover how wet she is.

“Tell me how long you’ve been thinking about this?” I whisper, kissing a path along her jaw.

She exhales a moan. “I don’t know…Seattle?” she breathes out. “Maybe before that?”

Chuckling, I gently bite her earlobe as I murmur, “Before we were together?”

“Uh huh,” she says, and I swear I could come in my pants from just that admission alone.

“Jesus, Zo,” I groan, my fingers still teasing her beneath her skirt. “Do you have any idea how…fuck…”

She nuzzles her cheek against mine. “How what?”

I pull back, my gaze locking with hers. “How long I’ve wanted you?” I whisper. “How much I want you right now?” She smiles at me, sexy as fuck, and I can’t resist slowly sliding a finger inside her, before easing it out. “Stand up,” I command.

Zoey does as I’ve asked, standing between my spread legs, her hands resting on my shoulders. I look up at her, my hands resting on her thighs and then I slowly glide them up, taking her skirt with me until it’s bunched around her hips.

I lean in and press a kiss to her inner thigh. “Sit on my desk,” I command, easing her backward, until she’s propped up on my desk, my hands on her knees spreading her legs apart. With a quick grin up at her, I lean in and bury my face between her legs, smiling as Zoey lets out a low moan at the contact.

She’s so fucking wet and god, she tastes amazing and I can’t get enough of her, licking and sucking, even as she falls back onto her elbows, unable to hold herself up anymore. Sliding a finger inside her, I suck and lick and tease her relentlessly until finally I feel her completely come undone all over my face.

I stand from my chair, my hands making quick work of my belt and the button and zip of my pants. Quickly shoving them down my legs, I step between hers, my dick hard and now pressing against her. Leaning in, I brush a kiss against her mouth as I whisper, “Lie back, baby.”

She does and the second her back is flat against my desk, I thrust inside her, groaning at how fucking good it feels. My hands grip her hips, squeezing until she opens her eyes and as our eyes lock, I drive into her, thrusting over and over again, never wanting to stop.

Even though it’s late, there’s a raw urgency in the air, knowing that we are doing this here in my office. No one is around, but the door isn’t locked and even though no one would ever normally just walk in here, there’s still a chance.

And even that small chance only heightens everything I’m feeling, everything about how fucking hot this whole thing is.

“Fuck you feel so good, Zo,” I moan, my hips moving faster as I drive into her.

“Yes,” she cries, wrapping her legs around me, the heels of her stilettos digging into my ass and driving me wild with lust. She looks sexy as hell lying back on my desk as I fuck her hard and it doesn’t take long before I can feel the tension building, the electricity shooting down my spine as I push deep inside her and come.

“Holy shit,” I breathe out, falling forward, my hands planted on the desk on either side of her as I try to catch my breath. Zoey laughs and when I open my eyes, she’s smiling up at me, her hand reaching up to brush the hair back from my face. “What are you laughing at?”

“That was so fucking hot,” she says, her hand curling around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss. “Thank you.”

“God, thankyou,” I groan against her mouth.

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