Free Fighting Desire (Bay State Series Book 2) by Tiffany Hachey Page B

towards my desk. Stopping and standing behind me she spins my chair until I'm facing her. She runs her hands through my hair, still not saying a word since she entered the room. The top two buttons of her shirt are undone. I glide my hands over the soft material at her sides, grazing my thumbs under her amazing tits. I can see the tops of her generous swells over the top of her bra and I have to lick my suddenly dry lips. Gliding her hands down my face, she grabs my chin and lines my eyes up so I'm looking directly into the depths of hers.
    “I have a little problem.” She tells me, bending down and licking the seam of my mouth, probing for entrance.
    I grant her access but only briefly. I need to know what this problem is. “What's wrong?” My hands find her perfect ass and I pull her closer to me, licking the length of her cleavage, making her breathing increase. My tongue delves deeper and my cock grows stiff with my oral exploration.
    She brings her mouth to my ear, sucking it gently into her mouth and licks the the spot where it meets my neck, making me shiver. “I seem to have forgotten my panties.” Never would I have imagined I could get any harder, but her words prove me wrong as soon as they leave her mouth. I swell so thick it hurts.
    “Fuck.”
    I'm on her with urgency. I rip her shirt open sending buttons flying across the room. “My shirt!” She gasps.
    “Fuck the shirt. We'll deal with that later. We have a much bigger problem right now.” I take her hand and place it on my stiff length.
    “Mmmmm, I would say so. That's two problems then. Two extremely serious problems and it's imperative we handle them right now.” Damn. That's right she's not wearing panties.
    Standing, I maneuver myself behind her. “You've been naughty. Walking around the office naked under that skirt.” I bend her forward so she's leaning over my desk, shaking her ass at me, tempting me. “What should I do about that hmmm?”
    Looking over her shoulder at me with a shy look on her face. “Are you going to spank me?” She loves playing this little game. Pretending she doesn't want to feel the sting of my hand when she fucking loves it.
    “You know I am.” I rub in circles, warming my palm up. I raise my hand up and let it come down with a light smack.
    “More.” She whispers.
    Gladly. I lift her skirt up to her waist, revealing one fine ass and bring down another. This one a little harder than the first. She tries to scramble up higher on the desk. “Where do you think your going? Huh?” I pull her back flush with my cock and grind into her wetness through my slacks. Her mewling is sending me over the edge. I need to be inside of her now. Grabbing her bun and pulling, I anchor her to me as I use my other hand to free myself. Sliding my shaft along her slit, teasing her I can feel myself getting extremely wet. Our little game has her extremely turned on. She's not the only one. “This is gonna be fast baby.” I warn her before slamming home. “Shit.... You feel so good.”
    I let go of her hair to cover her mouth, effectively muffling her high pitch yelps as I piston in and out with hard, quick thrusts. With one hand occupied keeping her quiet I slip the other under her body and twist her nipple between my fingers. I feel her clenching on me, milking me for my finish.
    “I'm gonna cum baby, cum so hard on your cock.” She screams into my hand.
    Watching her ass slam onto my hips and my cock stretching her pretty pink pussy makes me burst with my biggest load yet. I feel her contract around me a few more times as I slip from her depths. I bend forward and move my hand to join the other on her chest and cradle her to me as our breathing slows to normal. “I love you so much,” I whisper while kissing my way to her lips.
    She makes love to me with her mouth. Coming up for air she tells me the one thing I'll never get sick of hearing. “I love you too. Always.”
    If I wasn't already in love with her I am now. From