Everything about her lights a fuse in me. I grab her hand and drag her through the crowd like a man possessed. We weave through bodies, her bedazzled boots clicking fast behind me as I haul her into the dark hallway.
The music fades to a dull thud behind the door as we slip into Reed’s office. The amber desk lamp glows, casting a muted yellow glow in the office.
“You’re gonna get me fired,” she says, arms crossing beneath her tits like she doesn’t know she’s teasing me.
“If Reed fires you, I’ll knock his fucking teeth in.”
She walks up slowly, those soft hands finding my chest.Her fingers trace down my shirt, right over my abs, slow enough to make my pulse spike. Then she’s on her knees like she fucking belongs there.
“Take it off,” she whispers, her fingers already tugging at my belt.
I groan, tearing it off like it’s strangling me, and throw it across his office. “So damn needy for me.”
She shoots me a look. “Shut up and give me something to suck.”
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
I shove my jeans down, my hard cock springs free, already leaking for her. She wraps her hand around the base, stroking slowly, knowing exactly how to make me sweat. I grip her hair, groaning as she licks up my length.
“Spit on it, Cat.”
She does as she’s told, and spits on my cock. She licks up my shaft until she meets the head of my cock with a popping sound. She pauses, looking up at me with her pretty eyes before she takes me in so deep I see fucking stars. Her mouth is hot, wet, perfect—every moan she lets out vibrates down to my fucking spine.
“Shit, just like that.” I groan, my hand threading into her hair.
Her eyes flick up to mine, her thicks lashes fluttering as she takes me, and fuck, she knows exactly what she’s doing.
“You’re doing so fucking good, baby,” I rasp, “taking me like a good girl.”
I watch her, swallowing around me, looking so damn pretty with her lips stretched wide, and cheeks hollowed out like she’s starving for me. My grip tightens, and I fight every urge not to lose it right there.
“Get up. I need to be inside you.”
She stands, wiping her mouth with the back of herhand, eyes gleaming with wicked heat. “You want me so bad? Crawl to me, cowboy.”
I blink. “The fuck did you just say?”
She backs up with a grin. “You heard me. On your knees.”
Oh, she’s serious.
I strip down the rest of the way, getting on my hands and knees, growling under my breath as I crawl across the room like a goddamn lunatic.
She wants to play games? Fine.
When I reach her, I stand, yanking her into my arms, kissing her like I’m starved. “Your pussy is mine.”
“Prove it.”
She doesn’t have to ask twice. I bend her over Reed’s desk, ripping her jeans down, shoving her panties aside, and see exactly what I already knew—she’s soaked. Dripping for me.
I line myself up, teasing her slit, then bury myself inside her with a groan that tears from my chest.
“Goddamn, baby. You’re fuckin’ heaven.”
I start slow, moving my hips, driving into her deeper until her breath’s coming out in high, needy gasps. Her knuckles grip the edge of the desk as her back arches like she’s trying to take every inch of me.
“I’m gonna—Carter—fuck—I’m gonna come.”
