Precious Lace(14)

A smile spread across my lips as we made eye contact and then I bent my head and took him in my mouth. A small choked groan came from above me and I heard Carter murmuring over the phone, his words nearly indecipherable now. I sucked as hard as I could as my mouth rose up his length, my hand tight around the base. I stroked and sucked and smoothed with my tongue, flicking and rimming the head before hallowing my cheeks and sucking again. Carter's hips bucked into me as one of his hands fisted in the hair at the nape of my neck. I wasn't sure if he was trying to control my rhythm or trying to maintain control of the phone conversation considering the circumstances he found himself in. Just as his hips began to buck wildly I pulled away and left him hanging with a smirk.

His eyes flicked to me to see what was wrong and then an angry, lust-filled look descended on his bright blues. I could see his jaw clench as he gritted his teeth in frustration. I gave him a coy smile as I leaned over his desk and fingered through some paperwork absentmindedly, the hem of my dress flirting at mid-thigh. I crossed my ankles and swayed back and forth before his hand caressed my thigh as he continued the phone conversation.

Just as I was starting to relax and assuming his anger at my payback had passed, Carter's fingers hooked in the fabric of my panties and pulled them over my bottom roughly then he thrust two fingers inside me. A shocked groan escaped my throat as my head fell to the table. I was not expecting that in the slightest. Carter still mumbled on the phone as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. I wavered between removing his fingers from my body and walking out and slamming the door behind me, or giving into the pleasure and riding his hand.

My eyelids fluttered closed as Carter rubbed firm circles around the sensitive flesh. My breathing came out in ragged pants as Carter stroked, when my moaning got too loud he would still his fingers—a reminder to keep quiet considering he was in the middle of a business call. He moved his fingers again and built my body back up to the orgasm that was sitting just on the cliff. Just as I was about to fall over, Carter would pull his fingers completely out of me. I moaned in frustration at the loss of contact.

I turned and his eyes burned into mine with intense lust. I bit my bottom lip in anger. I was supposed to deny him an orgasm to teach him a lesson, not the other way around. Now I was too wound up to even think straight.

I pushed myself up on the desk directly in front of his chair and spread my legs, a foot resting on each of his thighs. Carter's eyes flickered from my own, down my body before zeroing in on my exposed center that was aching with arousal. I arched my back, thrusting my chest out as his hands slid up my leg, dusted behind my knee and then continued up my thigh. He ran one finger through the swollen flesh making my breath hitch. My nipples hardened and ached with arousal. Suddenly Carter barked an order over the phone and slammed it on the desk.

"You are in a world of trouble, Evangeline."

"Please," I whispered as he stood before me, his erection suddenly slipping in between my wet folds.

"What do you want?" He pressed harder between the swollen flesh and growled.

"You. Fuck, hurry."

"Is something on your mind, Evangeline?" He thrust into me roughly, my bottom bouncing back on the desk. Carter dug both hands into my hips, holding me tightly. I knew I would have bruises there in the morning.

"Yes."

"Do you have something to say to me?" He continued to pound in and out of me, our bodies rocking against the wood of his desk.

"Yes," I panted.

"Well?" He ground through clenched teeth as one hand kneaded the flesh of my breast through my dress.

"Moving in. I didn't agree…" the words came out in erratic pants.

"Of course you did. I believe your exact words were 'Yes, Carter. God, yessss.'" His hand slid along my thigh and hitched my leg around his hips. The sensation coursing through my body caused tingles to erupt.

"No," I panted.

"Yes."

"No. God, Carter," I moaned and writhed underneath him.

"Too late. Your stuff is already here. You. Live. Here. Discussion over."

Just as my body started to quiver with release Carter pulled out completely. I gasped at the loss.

"Carter," I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut in near pain from the loss of my orgasm.

"Say it. Be a good girl and say you're moving in with me."

"Do I have a choice?" I bit my lip as my body continued to rock against his seeking friction.

"Nope." He teased his length up and down my entrance denying my body what it needed to send me over the edge.

I groaned in frustration.

"I hate you," I whispered through clenched teeth.