Under His Obsession - A Steamy Workplace Romance - Cathryn Fox Page 0,37

mine for the taking. I push the skirt up, exposing a flimsy pair of lace panties. With the pad of my thumb, I brush her clit through the material, and her whimper curls around me, tugs at my cock.

“Ever been fucked on a desk?” I ask, pretty sure of her answer.

“No.”

“You want to be?”

“So much...”

I chuckle at that, and in one fast movement tear the lace from her hips.

“Oh God,” she moans.

“So pretty,” I say, and bend forward to lick her. Her hips writhe restlessly as her heat reaches out to me. She’s so damn responsive, it fucks with me in the strangest ways.

I suck on her clit and slowly slide a finger into her tight channel. She clamps around me. “Look at you, so needy and wet and ready for me.”

“Yes...” she murmurs and tosses her head from side to side.

I stroke her until she’s whimpering, but I don’t make her come. I want to be inside her, to feel her contractions around me. I push my shorts to my knees, and she goes up on her elbows, watching as I tear open a condom.

“I want to do it,” she says.

“Yeah?”

“Please, sir.”

I take her arm and sit her up. “Make it fast, okay?”

Her teeth dig into her bottom lip as her small hand takes hold of me. Her soft fingers glide over my shaft as she fits me with the rubber, and I curse under my breath.

“That wasn’t so hard.”

I laugh. “Yeah, not hard at all.” I nudge her a little. “Go back on your elbows so you can watch.”

Her breath catches, and the excitement in her eyes thrills and infuriates me. I’d like to hunt her ex down and punch him. It pisses me off that he never properly cared for her in the bedroom. Then again, I kind of like it that I’m the guy giving her lessons and letting her explore her body and fantasies. Yeah, I like that a lot, and I want to make this great for her.

I rub my crown over her clit, get it nice and wet. Her moans vibrate through me, and the heated look in her eyes is a thing of beauty. “You like the idea of that, Khloe.”

“Yes,” she moans. “I want to watch.”

I press my head to her opening and give her an inch.

“More,” she says.

I give her more and grip her legs. My fingers dig into her lush thighs as I widen them. I thrust forward, sliding deeper.

“Will,” she says, “that is so hot.”

“Yeah, you got that right,” I murmur, a grunt catching in my throat as I clench my teeth. Watching her take every inch of me into her body, watching her watching me...oh yeah, for the rest of our time on this island, this woman is mine. I move, rock into her, my body curling toward hers.

“No visitors, Khloe,” I say without thinking.

“What?” she asks, her lids falling closed, ecstasy written all over her face.

“No visitors, for either of us. Just you and me while we’re here, okay?” Christ, why would I want to be with anyone else when this beautiful woman has dropped into my lap. The truth is, in the past I’ve brought a woman to my bed while here, for physical release, but I’ve lost interest in one-night affairs. This three-week affair, where I’m helping a beautiful woman blossom, that’s where it’s at.

“Okay,” she agrees, and I don’t want to think too hard on how happy that makes me.

Her hand slides down her body, and she tentatively strokes her clit. Holy shit. My gaze flashes to hers, and for split second I catch the vulnerability in her eyes, the uncertainty. Everything inside me softens.

“You never touched yourself with your ex, did you?” I ask.

“No,” she says.

I slide in and out, and her finger stills. “You like it?”

She nods.

“Then keep doing it, because baby, that is so damn hot.”

Her eyes widen a little. “Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah. Do it, Khloe. Rub yourself. Let me watch.”

Her finger moves faster, her inhibitions ebbing, and I fuck her the way I think she needs to be fucked. Hard. Fast. Strokes that hit all her hot spots. One of these days I’ll go slow, show her the pleasure in a softer touch. But for right now, we fuck.

Her gorgeous tits jiggle with each thrust and her ass slides on the desk. I grip her hips, pull her back to the edge of the desk, and let her rub herself a little more. But I need to touch her, too,