Page 120 of Business Casual

My heart was pounding in my chest as his hands grabbed my ass and pure ecstasy was etched all over his face.

“Fuck, Imani. I almost came.” His breath was coming out in harsh gusts. He held me in position, not allowing me to move. “You are so fucking wet. I love how wet this pussy gets for me.”

“And I love how hard this dick gets for me,” I murmured before bringing my lips to his.

We both moaned into each other’s mouths. Silently, sloppily, we confessed our feelings with nothing more than slow, seductive kisses. Our tongues danced with one another as our hands pulled us as close as we could be. My stomach fluttered from more than just the burning desire between us. I felt like I was experiencing every single inch of him inside every inch of me. We were giving each other more than just physical affection. We were giving ourselves to one another—emotionally, spiritually. It was so intense that I felt that shit in my heart.

Breaking the kiss, I gently raised myself up and down in his lap. “Let me take care of you, baby,” I purred.

He growled his appreciation from deep inside his chest.

“No matter what happens, you’re worth it,” he confessed. “You’re worth it.”

“I love you. I’ve probably loved you since the beginning,” I admitted. “I should’ve told you sooner.”

Allowing the rhythm to build, he watched me grind down on him. I felt both the sexiness of being the object of his desire and the woman that he loves. Feeling the depths of both made me ride him harder, moaning his name repeatedly.

“Tre... Tre, God, yes, Tre....”

With both hands on my ass, he guided my movements. He held my gaze and I’d never felt more connected to anyone. Gripping his shoulders, I rocked my hips harder.

“Fuck, I needed this. I neededyou,” he grunted as his fingers dug into my hips.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned as I bounced on him, making my ass clap against his thighs.

“That’s right,” he breathed. “Ride it, baby. Come all over this dick.”

With a tight grip on my hips, he started thrusting upward. Grinding him harder, I started to lose control. His breathing was ragged as he continuously hit a spot so deep inside me, I felt him rushing me to my orgasm.

“Tre,” I whimpered, hitting the point of no return. “I need you.”

I clenched tighter, causing him to groan loudly.

“Fuck, that’s sexy,” he growled.

Someone knocked at the door, but it was too late. I was freefalling. “Tre, please,” I begged wantonly.

I couldn’t stop on my own and if he didn’t, whoever was at the door was going to hear.

“Fuck it,” he growled, holding me tighter. “You know what you do to me, don’t you? You know I can’t resist you. You know I need your tight pussy bouncing on my dick every single day. I need this shit. I need this. Fuck… yeah. There you go. There you go, baby. Let go. Let go for me. That’s it. That’s it. That’s it.”

My head fell back, my mouth fell open and my toes curled inside of my stilettoes as pleasure took over. I had no control. My pulsating body arched violently. Crying out, I tightened and convulsed around him. He held me firmly as my orgasm spread throughout my body.

“Fuck,” he swore as I writhed above him.

He jerked and thrust upward before his body stilled.

“Oh God,” I panted as a second wave rolled through my body like a shockwave as he came inside me.

Breathlessly, I collapsed forward, and our mouths found each other. My heart raced as we kissed. His hands moved over my ass. My fingertips caressed his beard. We were lost in each other.

Until the phone rang.

“Shit,” I muttered, scrambling off his lap. My dress fell into place and keeping my thighs together, I rushed to my bag to get wipes. He pulled his pants up enough to get to the phone on the third ring.

“Yes,” he answered. His chest rose and fell quickly as he listened to whoever was on the other end. I gave him a wipe and then took one to clean myself.

“I just got off a call, but I’ll meet you in your office in five minutes,” he continued.

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