Page 103 of One Bossy Date

Just one step and my mouth was on hers, my arms lifting her by the ass and planting her onto the desk behind her. I shoved my fucking pants down, taking my boxer briefs with them.

“Ah,” she exclaimed into my mouth and wrapped her legs around mine, settling into the passionate kiss. Her hands slid up my arms and over my shoulders, delving into my hair, and down my back, quivering. Sensing how much she was affected by touching me, I didn’t give a fuck about anything. This goddess wanted me too, and I would ride this train as long as I needed to. I would fuck the shit out of her as long as I wanted to.

I slid my hands up her back, then cradled the back of her head with one hand deep in her golden-brown hair. Carefully, I closed my fingers around the roots and gently pulled her head back, so she was looking up at me.

“You drive me nuts, baby,” I growled, clenching my jaw because I had no idea what this woman was doing to me. Zoe took a deep breath when I pressed a kiss to her soft lips, and she practically started purring in my arms. I wanted her so fucking much. And I had no idea if I meant that in a purely sexual way, or in the whole sense of the phrase.

“Come here,” I rumbled into her ear. “Naughty kitten, lie down. Face first.”

“Face first?”

“Yes, ass up, face down.”

I let go of her hair and moved some things aside, then turned and positioned her on my polished wooden desk. Zoe’s body was vibrating with both the excitement and the thrill of anticipation.

Oh, God, yes. Her beautiful ass was right in front of me. I reached out and grabbed it, squeezing, and smacking it.

“Ouch!” She peered over her shoulder.

I looked her over, then nudged her knees apart with my legs.

I caressed her wiggling ass. Then I smacked it again.

I leaned forward, my hard cock against her ass, hovering over her. “We fit together so well,” I growled, brushing her ear with my lips. “It would be a crime to deny ourselves this kind of pleasure. Don’t you agree?”

“I agree,” she muttered breathlessly.

“I thought so.” I dragged one hand over her body, over her back and ass cheeks, then slid right down her slit to her soaking-wet pussy and onto her swollen little clit. It was drenched, and I trailed my thumb through her wetness.

“I like how wet you are for me,” I said roughly, watching her body tense and relax, writhe and arch. “Naughty little girl.” I placed my fingers over her clit. When I started to tease and tug, she threw her head back, pushing herself up on her toes.

“Mm…” She clasped her fingers over the edge of the desk. “Oh,God,” she moaned. “You have to stop.”

“I know.”

“I’m so close…but I want you inside of me.”

“No.”

“I’m so close…yes, please stop…yes…” Then she suddenly burst into an orgasm, her legs shaking. “Babe…Anders. Please, I need youso,sobadly.” She rocked her hips, seeking friction with my cock.

This was my favorite kind of déjà-vu experience. “Do you?” I teased.

“Yeah…please, hurry.” She wiggled her ass, pushing it against me.

I spanked her ass. Of course I did.

She moaned, trying to align her pussy entrance with my dick.

“I knew you’d be soaked.” My voice came out rumbly, and I teased her wet entrance with my cock. “Bad kitten.”

“Hurry,” she urged. “Babe…hurry.”

I loved her needy and greedy like this. I trailed my dick through her drenched slit, stopping at her entrance and holding her hips to keep them from shoving against me. “Magic word?” I rasped.

“Oh…wait …” she breathed. “Desperately! I need your cock inside medesperately.”

“Why didn’t you say so?” I teased.

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