Page 98 of EverGreene
Ever’s breath hitched, remembering the part of her body this feather had touched.
I ran the plumes under my nose. “It still smells like you,” I said, setting the feather down next to her.
“You know, after I moved into your office, there were days when I didn’t know whether I wanted to stab you with a letter opener or make you bend me over my desk.”
“What about now?”
Ever backed up to the door, pushing it closed and reaching for the knob to lock it. Eyes finding mine, she slinked back over to me. “I have a meeting infive minutes.”
“That’s quite the deadline. I usually like to have more time.”
“Worried you can’t perform under pressure?”
I grabbed her by the hips and turned her around, forcing her body against her desk. My hand trailed up her partially exposed thigh, pulling her skirt up the rest of the way to expose her thong in the same shade of green as the blouse she was wearing. “You shouldn’t have said that, little bird,” I whispered, bending her body over her desk. My hand traveled up her torso, coming to rest against her neck.
On the corner of Ever’s desk sat a metal ruler. Without hesitation, my fingers curled around its cold, metal length and slapped it against the smooth skin of her exposed ass.
Ever flinched, lips drawn together tightly as she suppressed a squeal. “Are you going to talk to me like that again,” I dropped my voice as low as it would go, resembling something of a growl near her ear, “or do I need to punish you some more?”
“You know I’m a slow learner.” She pushed her ass against my jeans, rubbing it against my already rock-hard dick. Such. A. Bad. Girl.
“Is that so?” I wound my fingers through her long, thick hair and pulled her head back, allowing us to look each other in the eyes. “I guess it’s time for another lesson.” Exercising less care, I brought the ruler back and smacked her in the same spot. She jumped, muffling a shriek with her hand placed over her mouth.
Not one to waste time we didn’t have, I slapped the ruler against Ever’s backside again even harder. A sharp hiss fell from her lips. I pulled her hair, tipping her head back with my lips hovering over hers.
“Four more minutes, Mr. Greene.”
“Tell me, Nevermore. When you were sitting behind your desk and I was at mine, how did you envision me fucking you?”
She turned around when I let go of her hair, a tight smile creeping across her face. Oh, shit. I may be in trouble here.
“On your knees—now.” Ever sat on the edge of her desk, leaning back on her hands while slowly spreading her legs.
Nothing could have kept the smile off my face, and I dropped to my knees faster than a congregant at prayer, wrapping my arms under Ever’s knees on the way down. The soft skin of her thighs met my lips as I began my journey up her leg, savoring the taste of her on my way up north. When I reached her thong, my fingers pulled it to the side, exposing her glistening, wet pussy, taking in the heady scent of her arousal.
“I’ll never get tired of the way you smell.”
Ever sucked in a breath as I ran my tongue along the inside of her lips, stopping just shy of her clit, my dick throbbing with her own anticipation.
“Loche,” Ever moaned softly the moment my tongue flicked over the bundle of nerves that rendered her boneless under my touch. I took her clit into my mouth, sucking it gently while my tongue ran circles around it. One of my hands was positioned on her hip while two fingers from my other hand slipped inside of her.
Ever’s hand gripped my hair, and she bucked her hips against my mouth, riding my tongue. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care. Death from suffocation between Ever’s legs wouldn’t exactly be the worst way to die. My only regret would be that there wasn’t a pen within reach to scrawl my final wishes for my cause of death to be etched on my tombstone before heading into the light.
I crooked my fingers inside of her, increasing the pressure on her clit with my mouth while my tongue lapped over it, drinking it in as though it were a glass of water and I was in thedesert. “Loche,” Ever moaned, doing her best to keep her voice down for fear of prying ears outside our door. “Don’t fucking stop.”
As if that was going to happen.
Ever’s breathing became more labored, a sign she was on the verge of letting go as she shamelessly ground her pussy in my face. She tasted like honey, sweet and tart at the same time. A taste that would keep me coming back for more, as if anything was going to be able to keep me away from her.
Sensing her climax fast-approaching, I thrust another finger inside of her, relishing in how absolutely soaking wet I’d made her. Her body tensed, and a soft moan tumbled out of her when her pussy clenched around my fingers, the intensity of her orgasm making my dick throb.
“Fuck.” Ever panted. Her arms shook, barely holding her body up. A slight breeze could have toppled her over, and I wrapped my arm around her back, allowing her to rest while I withdrew my fingers from inside her. Meeting her eyes, I stuck them in my mouth one by one, tasting the remnants of her on my tongue.
Ever reached out and pulled me into her, soft, full lips crashing into my own. Her tongue parted my mouth, finding its way to mine. She had to be tasting herself on my tongue, and with the moans she was making, it seemed she was enjoying it. Goddamnit, she was sexy. Ever’s hand reached out and grabbed the waistband of my pants, just beginning to undo the button, when a knock at the door brought everything to a grinding halt.
“Just a minute,” she called out to the mystery person on the other side of the door, hurriedly scooting off her desk and pulling her skirt down.
“Mrs. Carter is here for your two o’clock appointment,” Caroline’s voice said outside the door.
