His breathing came shorter and shorter, his balls drawing tight against his body—a sure sign that he was nearly at the end. “You’ll have to take it,” he rasped. “You’ll have to take it all.”
She had no doubt in her mind as to what he meant. Still, she was momentarily caught off guard when he suddenly spewed his seed into her mouth, causing her to nearly choke on it. She swallowed it all, reveling the taste, the muffled groans, his trembling body. When it was done she released him, licking stray drops as she rose. Her knees would no doubt be filthy, perhaps even bruised from being pressed into the hard ground for so long. Certainly her panty hose would be ruined. And her hair was definitely a mess. But looking up into his satisfied gaze, she couldn’t bring herself to care about any of that.
They stared at each other for a long moment in the dark before he finally broke the silence. “I really do need to get you to a proper horizontal surface some time. Maybe even a bed.”
“I don’t think you keep those in the office,” she half-quipped, half-teased.
He arched a brow. “You have no idea of the things I keep in my office.”
A pleasant shiver went down her spine, and her still-aching pussy throbbed, reminding her that she was unsatisfied. Even so, she didn’t protest when he took her hand and lead her down the path. “I suppose I will be finding out very soon.”
He gave her that wolfish smile again. “Very soon indeed.”
Greyson dropped her off at her apartment, with the promise that he would call on her tomorrow. That night, for the first time in month, she had to reach into her drawer and pull out her sex toys. Even as she brought herself to shuddering release twice, she knew nothing she could do matched the orgasm Greyson had given her in his office at lunch that day. Her mind kept racing over the different possibilities of what he had in store for her tomorrow.
She didn’t get very much sleep that night.
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Thursday was a remarkably slow day—so much, in fact, that she was practically falling asleep at her desk from a mixture of boredom and the lack of sleep from the night before. Her chin propped in her hand, she stared blearily at the computer screen as she glanced through the email box for what seemed like the hundredth time, making she hadn’t overlooked anything.
Greyson’s large, warm hands came to rest gently on her shoulders. She jumped, startled, then moaned softly as his strong fingers gently kneaded at the knots in her muscles.
“You look tired today,” he murmured in her ear, and between his lips grazing her earlobe and his hands on her shoulders her blood heated like a spreading wildfire.
“I didn’t get much sleep last night,” she confessed, no longer sleepy with him in such proximity.
“Thinking about me?” he teased with a kiss to her jawline.
“You could say that.” Thinking about rolling between the sheets of some big, sinfully comfortable bed as she took him into her body. Thinking about all the fantasies that had assailed her last night shortened her breath.
“Well I’m pretty sure I can give you something to… jump start… your system. Why don’t you come with me?”
He led her into his office and locked the door behind him. Crossing the room, he opened a panel in the wall across from his desk and pressed a button. Eva blinked in astonishment as a bed slid out of the wall, fully made with pillows and sheets and everything. The comforter was a bold red with gilt edges that made her think of Chinese Dragons, and the pillows were the same, with the color scheme inverted. As tired as she’d been sleep was not the thing that crossed her mind now when she looked at it.
“Let’s get more comfortable, shall we?” he asked, coming around so that he stood behind her. He pressed warm kisses to her shoulder as he unzipped the back of her dress and let it fall to pool at her feet. She shivered as his hands slid down the sides of her exposed flesh, coming to rest at her hips.
“You came prepared, did you?” he asked, squeezing her bare bottom. She wore nothing but a pink bra beneath her dress of the same color.
“I wanted to save time.”
“I appreciate the effort.” He unsnapped her bra with the efficiency of a man who had done it many times before, then pulled it off and allowed it to float down to join her dress.
“You have such beautiful breasts. They fit my hands perfectly.” His large, warm hands slid up her abdomen to cup her breasts as he spoke. She gasped as his fingers deftly found her hardened nipples and teased them further.
He stepped back, and she turned around to see him undressing. She sat down at the edge of the bed and removed her heels as she watched him strip away layers of clothing to reveal tanned, muscular flesh. Not a single scar marred the perfection of his body. His cock stood at full attention, and now that it was in the light she saw it was bigger than she had imagined. With a hard swallow, she wondered if it would fit inside her.