Phoenix Rising(28)

His cock was demanding release. Her hands were everywhere, testing the texture of his skin, rolling his nipples between her fingers and teeth until Connor thought he would die from his lust.

Connor forcefully took control of the situation. He held her paralyzed in his grip while discarding her slacks and panties in one desperate yank. When he could feast his eyes on her naked body, he paused.

Jessa was feminine beauty personified. Soft, heavy breasts gave way to a flat tummy that widened with a gentle flare to her ample hips before lengthening into a pair of legs long enough to wrap all the way around Connor’s waist.

Connor settled his hands on her hips and pulled her into the bulge of his long, heavy erection. A part of him wanted to pull his cock out and beg her to take his length in her mouth. But he’d waited too long to feel the molten heat of her pussy.

She read his mind, fumbling with his buttons and zipper. When her hands gripped his waistband and pulled, Connor met Jessa’s hazel gaze. The hot desire in her eyes was a direct reflection of his.

There was no place to lie down in his office. It wasn’t going to stop Connor. He pushed her roughly against the desk, bending her over so that her breasts pressed against his desktop. He used one foot to spread her legs further apart. Jessa’s back arched and her rounded ass pointed enticingly upward.

Connor ran one hand over the soft flesh of her ass and used the other to spread her cheeks and bare her slit. She cried out, a high pitched sound that severed more of Connor’s tenuous hold on his self restraint.

She was hot and wet and pulsing. Creamy juice coated Connor’s fingers and he rubbed them up and down her slick cunt just to listen to the wet noise they made. Every stroke of his hand sent fissures of shock across Jessa’s bent body. She lifted her head and turned to look over her shoulder.

The sight of her waiting for him was almost more than Connor could handle. His bouncing cock was straining toward her sweet pussy almost on its own. Connor pressed three fingers into her slick vagina all at once. She convulsed around his hand and whimpered as he stretched his hand wide to prepare her for the length and width of his fully engorged cock.

“Connor I can’t take this,” she muttered brokenly.

“Wait for me Jessa baby. It’ll be worth it, I promise.”

Bracing himself to be gentle, Connor positioned his body behind hers and guided the crown of his cock toward her drenched pussy. He forced himself to go slow as he began the maddening press into her hot flesh.

Her vagina stretched as he pushed into its heat. The ribbed muscles of her pussy walls eagerly welcomed him. Connor ground his teeth together to keep from slamming the rest of way inside her softness.

She was so fucking sweet. Hotter and tighter than he’d ever imagined in his wildest dreams. Finally fully seated inside Jessa until his balls rested against her swollen flesh, he pulled out just enough to slam back in.

She squealed, bouncing on the desktop and writhing against him. Connor nearly lost himself to her wet pussy in that one thrust. Forcing his brain to regain control, he pulled back and thrust home again, repeating the rhythm until she was wailing beneath him, sobbing with each thrust.

Reaching down, Connor found her clit and began to rub it relentlessly. Using two fingers, he straddled the tiny nub and forced Jessa’s body to climb higher and higher in ecstasy.

She came in a rush of sweet, hot cream that drenched his balls and his hand. Sweat ran in rivulets down his chest and arms as Connor forced himself to keep control. He wasn’t done fucking her yet. He’d never be done. He wanted to bury his cock in her hot cunt until the world ended. Connor wanted to fuck her again and again until he died of the sweet torture.

The ribbed muscles of her vagina drew tighter and tighter around his throbbing cock until Connor feared he might explode. A trickle of sweat ran down her spine, pooling at the base before disappearing into the long crevice of her sweet ass.

Connor wasn’t going to last much longer. He was too wound, too immersed in this incredible woman taking every inch of his shaft and crying his name as she crested each wave of pleasure. Pulling his cock from her cunt with a sucking pop, Connor spun her around.

“You’re going to look in my eyes when I fill your pussy with my cum, Jessa.”

Connor sat on the desk, picked her up, and impaled Jessa’s pussy with one smooth motion. Her back arched, and she was instantly lost in another mind-blowing climax. He settled her legs around his waist, ignoring the sound of papers flying off the desk. Clasping her hips in his big hands, Connor ground into her wet heat.

She welcomed each thrust with a whimper as he bore down with renewed intensity. His balls drew tight. The muscles in his abdomen flexed rock hard against the fierce pace he was setting.