Falling to her elbows on the desk, she gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Just feel it. Close your eyes, baby, and let go.”
“Oh God.”
He pressed his open mouth to the cotton triangle, savoring her damp heat.
“Oh God!”
He nibbled at her through the fabric with his lips, turned his head to kiss her inner thigh on one side, the other, then licked along the edge of her panties. Her inner thighs tightened against his hand and her belly muscles quivered.
He dipped his head lower again, sucking at her through her panties, wetting them more than they already were. The faint taste of her made his head spin and his dick harden even more. Pleasure knifed through him.
He pulled the panties to the side. There wasn’t much of them so it was easy to bare her to him. He studied her. “So pretty,” he murmured. “Look at you, all pink and swollen.” He touched one fingertip to velvety softness.
“Ungh.”
He licked over the softest skin, so gently. A ripping sound had his head lifting. Damn. In his excitement he’d tugged too hard on the thong and one string had separated from the triangle. “Damn. Sorry.” Then he shrugged and yanked the fabric away from her, tossing it aside. “Ah well, it was in the way anyway.”
He wasn’t sure if Hayden had even noticed. She said nothing, just let out a stream of soft, breathy sounds of pleasure as he licked her again, up and down, sucking on soft flesh, then using his tongue to penetrate the petals and taste her more deeply. She cried out.
“Jesus.” He lapped at her. “So goddamn juicy and sweet. Fucking addicting.”
He could do this forever, and he wished they had forever. He also wished they were in a soft bed, because the floor was hard on his knees and she was sprawled out on a desk. He circled her clit with his tongue and then licked over it.
Her body jolted and her fingers curled into fists. “Beck!”
“Mmm.” He tongued the swollen bud, back and forth, back and forth. Her body trembled and her abs contracted. Close…he closed his lips over her and sucked.
Her soft scream registered. He hoped it wasn’t loud enough to have people running to see what was going on, because the door had no lock. They’d walk in on quite a sight. He pushed that thought away and gave her pussy one last long stroke of his tongue and a kiss on the tiny patch of gold curls.
He surged to his feet and studied her as he opened his jeans and rolled the condom on his stiff, aching dick. Christ, she was gorgeous. Her face had gone pink, her eyes were heavy-lidded, and her lips parted as she watched him glove up.
“Still want this, baby?” he murmured, giving his dick a shake.
She lifted glowing eyes to his and gave him a lazy smile. “Oh yeah.”
“How’d that feel?” He moved closer, bent his knees, and slid the head of his cock through her slick crevice.
“So good.”
“You’re really wet.” That was good. She was wet and soft for him and he began to push inside her, inch by inch. “And tight.” He groaned. His balls pulled up as hard as walnuts at the base of his cock.
Her eyes fell closed and she rolled down flat on her back, knocking some papers and one of the glasses they’d been drinking from onto the floor. Luckily, it didn’t break.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Just feel it.”
“It feels amazing.”
“I know. Christ…” It wasn’t going to take much. “I know.”
He pushed her legs up and back and held on to brace her as he began to slide in and out, going deeper, harder. Then he slid a hand to find her clit with his thumb. She jerked but moaned. “Want you to come again. With me inside you.”
She opened her mouth as if to speak but all that came out was a moan.
He circled her clit, dividing his focus between that and his own orgasm, tingles brewing deep in his lower back.
She gave that faint scream again and her body squeezed him hard. “Holy hell, I can feel that.” He gasped as electricity sizzled up his spine. Ecstasy erupted in his balls and his entire body seized with unbearable pleasure. He roared his excitement as his cock jerked inside her in wrenching spasms.
He fell over her to kiss her mouth, keeping them joined as their bodies shuddered together. Her hands lifted to grip his shoulders, her thighs tightening on his hips.
Never mind her forgetting her name, he might have forgotten his. His world had narrowed to this, this moment, this woman and the mind-blowing pleasure he’d just given and gotten. The crazy, impulsive riskiness was like a drug to him, along with the taste of her on his tongue, the scent of her, the feel of her hot body clamped around him.
“Okay,” she finally said on an exhalation. “You were right. What’s my name again?”