Page 16 of My Mountain Man Boss
I pull Amy upright and spin her around so her back is against my desk. “Wait right there.”
I stride across the office and lock the door. Then I pull down all the blinds in the windows. I flick on the lamp on my desk, which gives off a soft orange glow. I want to see my woman while I pleasure her.
Amy’s eyes are wide when I stride over to the desk. I clear my laptop and papers and push her gently back against the desk. “Lean back.”
She rests her elbows on the desk as I pull the fabric of her skirt slowly up her thighs. My thumbs run over the sensitive skin of her inner leg, only stopping when I’m an inch away from her panties.
“Has anyone ever touched you here?” My thumbs caress the soft skin of her thigh and she shakes her head.
“No.”
I move my hand up to her panties and brush my thumb over the fabric. It’s damp and sticky and warm. “How about here?”
My voice comes out husky, betraying the need I have for this woman. The desire to rip her panties off and fuck her right here on my desk.
But I’ll wait until she begs me to claim her. Tonight, all I need is a taste.
With a swift movement, I tug at her panties and the fabric rips. Amy gasps as her pussy is exposed to the night air.
She presses her thighs together, and I catch my hand between them.
“Open up for me, honey. I want to see you.”
She’s breathing hard with her chest heaving up and down. Slowly her thighs part, and I glimpse a soft mound framed with curly hair.
My cock hardens painfully pushing against my pants. “Wider.” My voice is hoarse and choked with need.
Amy opens her thighs wider, and her pink lips come into view. They’re swollen and glistening, and her pink flower shimmers between them.
With my eyes on her pussy, I kneel before her. “I’m going to lick you until you come. Is that okay?”
I glance up at her wide eyes.
“No one’s done that before,” she whispers.
“Good.”
I should start slow; I should kiss her thighs and work up to her sensitive place. But the animal in me takes over. I need to taste her, and I need it now.
I grab her thighs with both hands and pull her legs open wide. She gasps as I bury my face between her legs.
I kiss the apex of her thighs, her pink lips, and her hard nub. Amy squirms underneath me, and I pull up. “Are you okay?”
“It feels good,” she whimpers. “Too good.”
“It’s supposed to, honey. Enjoy it.”
I grab her ass and pull her toward me, burying my tongue in her sweet pussy. Juices flow over me as her sweet nectar explodes in my mouth.
Amy moans and thrusts her hips forward, pushing me deeper inside her. She tastes like heaven and the sweetest dessert I’ve ever eaten. The little whimpers and moans that come from her lips drive me wild.
I lick and suck and kiss her until her cries echo around the office. They might have heard her downstairs, but I don’t care. I want the entire world to know I’m pleasuring my woman.
I don’t stop after just one climax. I keep my face buried between her legs relentlessly, making her come until she sags against the desk, exhausted.
Only then do I lift my head.
Amy watches me though lowered eyelashes, a sleepy expression on her face. She’s sated, and that makes my heart swell.
