Seduced by Him(6)

He didn’t stop. He kept going, kept licking and then sucking on my clit as he finger fucked me. I’m not sure if I came again or if it was still the same orgasm. I didn’t care. I knew I was dripping wet. I knew part of it was his come. The rest was my juices.

Jeremy moved up and over me. My arms were still pinned to my sides as he thrust into me, going balls deep. Arching my head back, I pushed my breasts up at him, wanting his mouth on them. He gave me what I was after and bit lightly at my nipples, moving back and forth between them as he fucked me like a crazed animal.

My gaze drifted lazily to the open office door. I caught movement there and tensed as I spotted Hoates near my office door, the one leading to the lobby. He stood there with one hand down his pants, watching Jeremy and me.

Jeremy moved his hips just right and I came, the pleasure washing over me. “J-Jeremy.”

He kept pounding into me. My breasts bounced obscenely, and Hoates fixated on them, not the fact I’d spotted him.

“Jeremy.”

He roared and then pushed deep in me, holding firm. “Ansiley, that was perfect.”

“Jeremy, look. Hoates.” I met Jeremy’s gaze and then looked back in time to hear my office door closing. Hoates was gone.

Jeremy withdrew from me quickly and his absence was noticed instantly by my totally sex-addicted lady parts. He helped me sit up and tucked my breasts gently into my dress, freeing my arms in the process. He eased me off the desk with stiff motions and lowered my dress to cover me. It was then I noticed the tic in his jaw. The anger in his gaze.

He tucked himself into his pants and zipped them, hatred gleaming in his eyes as he glared towards the main office door to the lobby.

“He was there all along,” I whispered. “Jacking off as we…as we…”

“You’re mine,” he barked.

Startled by his outburst, I froze.

“Totally and completely mine, and he saw you. He saw me take you. He saw you laid out naked, receiving me. Dammit!”

I touched his chest. “Jeremy.”

He stilled, his gaze still full of rage.

“You’re freaking me out.”

He calmed and then pulled me into his embrace. “When I get my hands on him—”

“In the meantime could you put your hands back on me?”

“Ansiley.” He put his forehead to mine. “I need to deal with him. You don’t know him. You don’t know what he’s capable of when he has his mind set on something or someone.” He gave me a pointed stare.

I shook my head. “I don’t want anything to do with him.”

“I know.”

“Can we forget about him for a minute and talk about what happened between us?”

His lips curved into a smile. “With pleasure. Where was I?”

“You were giving me another body-numbing orgasm.”

“Another?” he asked, a teasing note in his voice.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Yes. Another.”

He lifted me and my legs went instantly around his waist. He took a moment to free himself from his pants again. His cock head nudged at my entrance. “Was I here?”

“Close enough,” I answered as he drove into me. He fucked me standing up, holding me, my legs around his waist. I’d never had a man be powerful enough to do something like that to me before. Jeremy made it seem effortless. He fucked me until I couldn’t take it anymore. My body, already tingling with the aftereffects of my previous orgasms, was hypersensitive. I cried out, my pussy tightening around his cock.

Jeremy thrust deep and held there, releasing himself in me again.

I smiled against his lips. “You can put me down now.”

“Not—” his cock twitched, “—yet. Not until you say it.”

“Say what?”

“What I want to hear.” He walked me to the wall, keeping my legs around his waist. “Tell me what I need to hear, Ansiley.”

Confused, I looked to him for guidance.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

I held his gaze, finding my backbone. “I’m a big girl. I understand how this works. When we’re done we pretend this never happened.”

“Like hell,” he said, pushing deep in me, making my breath catch. “One, there is no finishing or us being done. You said yes to me. Yes to us.”

I did?

“When I want something, I take it and I keep it.”

Gulping, I nodded slightly. “I understand.”

“Do you? Because you don’t seem to understand how fucking pissed I am that William saw you naked. That he looked at what is mine.” He lowered his gaze. “That he saw what I’ve dreamed of seeing for eight months. What I’ve longed for.”