“A little,” she teased. “But I missed your cock even more.”
“Did you?” He slid his hands beneath her shirt, rucking up the fabric, and pulling it off over her head.
“Well, my pussy did.” She bit her lip, and Jamie’s cock took notice. Yeah, he’d thoroughly enjoyed having her mouth on him this morning. The way she’d explored with her tongue, her teeth, her lips. She’d sucked on him with an innocent abandon that had been a total turn-on, squeezing his dick with her small hand, and pumping his shaft until he came close to taking control, fucking her mouth hard, and coming down the back of her throat.
“Sounds like I need to teach your pussy a lesson. Turn around and take these off.” Curious to see if she’d followed his no panties rule, he hooked his finger into her waistband, snapping the elastic. “Just one leg.”
She turned her back to him and shimmied her hips side to side as she worked her leggings down, and fuck yeah, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She bent at the waist to free her foot, and with her ass so close, he couldn’t help but lean in and take a bite.
She yelped, but by the time her spine snapped straight, it had turned into a moan as he soothed her cheek with a sucking kiss, his tongue massaging her soft flesh. He loved the sounds she made. Loved knowing every tiny flutter she experienced—every single body-blissing orgasm—was his.
And had only ever been his.
A stupid, old-fashioned way of thinking, but when it came to his sexy little vixen, he was a fucking neanderthal. So far, she didn’t seem to mind, although they hadn’t even come close to discovering her limits.
He pulled his lips free, and the pink strawberry left behind tested his self-control. God damn, he looked forward to the day he could fuck her ass.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-NINE
Her hands pressedagainst his desk, Summer’s pussy clenched when Jamie pulled the cups of her bra down and ordered her to bend over.
“Tits on the desk,” he said, tweaking the hard peaks of her nipples, and a flash of need shot straight to her core as she brushed aside the paperwork and X-rays littering the surface of his workspace.
“There’s my good girl,” he murmured, running his finger down the crack of her ass. “Eyes open and facing forward.” Still sitting behind her, he caressed his palms over her butt cheeks, his fingers digging in, spreading her open, and giving her a deep massage.
She moaned.
“Feel good?”
“Yes.”
“You didn’t lock the door.” He slid his hands up the slope of her backside, his thumbs pressing into her dimples, giving her dual zings of pleasure before he carried on rubbing in slow circles. “Does the thought of being caught while I’m fucking you turn you on?”
“Yes.” Her fingers curled, finding no purchase against the hard surface. “Is that bad?”
“Nothing that turns you on is bad, baby.” He nudged the inside of her foot with his. “Open your legs. Show me how much your pussy wants my dick.”
Oh God! When it came to sex, she loved his bossy way of ordering her around, the dirty words he used heightening her arousal and making her want to obey. She wanted to please him. Wanted those words of praise and encouragement.
She slid her feet apart.
“Beautiful.” Jamie once again palmed her buttocks, opening her wider while his thumb grazed back and forth over her slick center. “I love how wet you get for me.” He worked his way higher until she felt the pressure at her rear entrance.
She shoved her ass back, and he huffed a laugh. “You want me to fuck this tight little hole, buttercup?”
“Yes!”
“Good, because I want to fuck your ass too, but you’re not ready yet.” He swiped his thumb through her wetness once more before working it past her tight ring of muscle. “We need to take our time.” He rocked in and out, going deeper with each stroke. “We need to stretch you out first. Make sure you can take my cock.”
Pleasure hummed through her, her skin warming and her muscles loosening as she gave complete control over her body to the man behind her. She trusted him. In all things. A decision she’d never come to regret, no matter what the future held.
“Give me your hands.” She reached behind herself, and slipping his thumb free, he guided her fingers to her butt cheeks. “Hold your ass open. Nice and wide. There you go. Stay like that.”
He leaned forward, the leather of his chair creaking as he licked his way through her wetness. One long swipe, ending at the tight end of her asshole where the sensation of his probing tongue would have knocked her off her feet if she weren’t already completely immobilized against his desk. “Oh. That feels amazing,” she panted.
“You like riding my tongue, baby?” His thumb replaced his tongue, and dipping lower, he sunk his face between her legs, sucking on her pussy like he was starved for the taste of her.
“Yes, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” She gripped her ass tighter, felt the bite of her short nails, and in a flash, she rose to her peak, her orgasm building inside her until it threatened to rip her apart.
