up, then reach beneath, sliding between her bare thighs.
She moaned, looping her arms around his neck.
Nudging her feet farther apart, he cupped her sex. “Fuck, you’re wet. Soaked right through your panties.”
Ashley ground into his hand, and he shoved it down into her bikinis to palm her. Stroking her pussy lips with his finger, he slipped it easily inside her wet slit. She moaned in pleasure.
“You like that?” he whispered into her ear.
“Yeah … it feels so damn good.”
Pulling out his finger, he slid it into his mouth, licking off her juices. “You taste real good, darlin’.”
Pressing his mouth on hers, he gently guided her to the desk, and with one hand, swept away the few items on top of it. Pulling away from the kiss, he groped for the zipper on her skirt. Finding it, he fumbled with the tab, then tugged it down. He felt Ashley shiver as his fingertips brushed against her skin. Smokey pushed her skirt down over her hip, and she wiggled out of it, letting it pool around her feet. His gaze went straight to her red sheer panties, and he sucked in a breath. Dragging his eyes away, they settled on her formfitting jacket. Licking his lips, he slowly unbuttoned it, groaning when he saw her lacy red bra.
“Your tits are beautiful.” Unclasping the front hook, her breasts spilled out. He cupped them in his hands, raising them higher so he could plant kisses all over them.
Rubbing and flicking her nipples with the tip of his finger until they became stiff peaks, he dipped his head down, sucking one of those crests into mouth while his thumb played with the other one. Arching her back, she let out a seductive moan.
“I could play with your tits all day.”
“I love it when you touch me like that.”
Sliding his mouth from her breasts, his lips trailed down past her rib cage, over her belly, and right above the thin waistband of her bikini underwear. He fanned out her legs and rubbed the outside fabric of her panties before moving them to the side to get to her swollen nub, peeking out from her folds.
“So beautiful.” As he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue, he plunged two fingers inside her heat.
Ashley looked down at his hands. “Shit. That feels good, Smokey. It’s so hot watching you finger me.”
“I love finger fucking you, darlin’. You’re so wet and needy. I can’t get enough of it.”
Grabbing onto his shirt, Ashley brought him to his feet and fumbled with the button on his jeans. Unbuttoning them for her, she unzipped his pants and slipped her soft, warm hand inside his boxers, wrapping it around his throbbing cock. As she ran her fingers up his shaft, she whimpered, and it was almost his undoing. A few seconds later, his boots, jeans, and boxers joined her skirt on the floor.
Smokey roughly pushed her down onto her back, and shrugged out of his T-shirt, tossing it on top of the pile. In one fluid movement, he was on the desk, hovering over her. With both hands, he yanked down her panties, flinging them onto the growing pile.
Lowering his head, he bit each of her nipples before kissing her. Slowly, he pushed into her, and her hot walls molded around him.
“Fuck, that feels good. I love the way my cock fits into your sweet pussy.”
“I love the way you feel inside me. So good,” she murmured.
After a few long, slow strokes, he began pounding into her. For each thrust, he would pull all the way out, and then bury himself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her wet ass.
He fucked her harder and faster as she begged for more. Needing it rough, he pummeled into her while biting down on her tits, her shoulders.
“I love watching you while I fuck you,” he panted.
She covered her mouth, trying to muffle her cries as she spasmed, clamping tightly around his thrusting cock.
“I’m coming,” she whispered through clenched teeth.
With one last thrust, he emptied himself into her, his cock pulsing, pumping his seed deep into her depths.
“Ashley. Sweet fuckin’ Ashley,” he grunted, collapsing on top of her.
For a long while, they lay there, spent and exhausted, fighting for air. Ashley shifted under him and Smokey pulled up, kissed her deeply, then hopped off the desk. He bent down and began picking up his clothes.
“I guess this is one of the perks of dating my boss,” she said, scooping up her skirt and