drawing his fingers along the slick center of her sex, the spongy bristles of the glove gliding over her like a hundred little fingers.
He pulled the thin strip of fabric aside, sliding one gloved finger inside and moving in such a way that she buckled, coming hard and spontaneously, pleasure consuming her.
“Oh, no, I think I was too loud,” she said, panting, pushing herself up on the desk slightly.
“The secretary is out for the half day. I love it when you come like that for me,” he said, petting her some more. “No reserve, no holding back.”
“Like I had any choice,” she said ruefully, but she smiled. She liked it, too. With Dan she didn’t have to hold back anything. She didn’t have to put on a show or be anything other than herself, because he already knew her so well.
He stepped away, and she mumbled an objection. She wanted more. Even after coming, she was still wired, still wanted more, wanted him.
“Dan?”
“I’m here, honey. Had to undress,” he reassured her, stepping back in between her legs, naked now, she could tell.
“Oh, thank goodness,” she said.
He pulled her up close for a deep kiss as he wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking his length with her, their fingers woven together.
“I want your mouth on me, Jodie,” he said, helping her off the desk and down to where she blindly found his leg with her fingers, smiling.
This was fun, feeling him without seeing, letting her hands drift over short, manly hair that covered the hard muscles of his legs. She learned his textures, his scent, all so much more intimately than when her eyes compensated for her other senses.
Wanting to know his taste the same way, she found him and took him inside, between her lips, drawing deep.
“Oh, yeah, like that,” he said, his legs stiffening in a way that told her he was very aroused. His fingers forked into her hair, though he allowed her to control her movements.
Her hands fluttered over the backs of his legs, his butt, his balls, as she sucked and teased him to near completion. Suddenly, he pulled away, groaning. She felt dizzy from the break in contact and looked up in question, though she couldn’t see him.
“Take off the thong, Jodie,” he ordered in a commanding tone that had her nerve endings sizzling. She wasn’t normally one to take orders, but the way he directed her made her even hotter.
She did, while steadying herself against him, and was surprised when he picked her up in one lift, wrapping her legs around him as he lowered her hard and deep onto his erection, to their mutual satisfaction.
“This is too good, I can’t stop, can’t wait,” he said urgently, his kiss hard and demanding, thrilling her as her body clamped around him.
She couldn’t say anything, breath stolen as his hard thrusts pushed her through another orgasm before he flooded her with heat from his own. His arms were bands of steel around her, holding her in place until they finally slowed, panting and sweaty, locked around each other.
“Wow,” she said, removing the blindfold and dropping her forehead against his.
“Yeah,” he said, catching his breath.
He nearly dropped her when there was a hard knock at the door, surprising them both.
“Oh, sorry,” he apologized, steadying her and making sure she was okay. He ran a hand through his hair and then put a finger to his lips while shaking his head.
There was no way he could answer that door, she knew. They were naked, clothes thrown everywhere. The room was saturated with the scent of warm bodies and sex.
They watched each other, frozen in place, naked and silent, and Jodie felt a giggle rise. Dan’s eyes widened as he put the insistent finger to her lips this time, and she bit it playfully.
The person at the door had started to walk away, when Dan’s cell phone started ringing with loud insistence on the desk. He scrambled to answer it, causing Jodie to collapse in more hysterical, repressed laughter.
She stopped laughing when she saw his smile fade, and he answered the speaker with a series of hushed mmm-hmms and finally said, “Let us get back to you, okay?”
“Dan, what is it?” she asked while pulling on her clothes, rattled by the look of concern on his face, the joviality completely gone.
“That was a newspaper reporter. He said he met with an ‘anonymous source’ who showed him evidence that we’ve been selling chemically enhanced foods at the bakery, foods