Sinner(144)

I gasp as his hands suddenly grab me as he spins us around. My back presses into the side of his desk as one of those strong hands firmly grasps my hip and the other slides up my back until his fingers tangle in my hair. He tugs it back just hard enough to make me gasp, and when his mouth dips to my bare, exposed neck, I shiver against him.

“Let’s get one thing straight,” he growls into my ear. “I have rules for a reason, Serena.” His hand moving down to cup my ass, and I moan.

“Yeah, well let’s get another thing straight then,” I hiss out, spreading my legs as he pushes me back onto the edge of his desk and moves between them. My skirt rides high around my hips and I shiver as I feel the thick bulge at the front of his suit pants pressing hot against my panties. His lips trace over the side of my neck as my hands slide up his chest. “I am not like those other girls,” I husk into his ear.

“Believe me, I’ve noticed.”

The hand in my hair suddenly yanks me back again, and just as I cry out, his lips crush against mine.

I moan as my hands tighten on his shirt, feeling him grind against me as our mouths part and tongues find the other’s. My hands tear at the buttons of his shirt. I push it off his shoulders, running my hands down over his bare skin as he shrugs one arm and then the other off, coming right back to cup my jaw and mash his lips against mine again.

Hands push my skirt up to my hips, and I moan as I feel his hand delve between my legs. I kiss him harder as I feel his fingers push over the soaking wet front of my panties, rubbing me through them. He pushes them deftly to the side, and I groan into his kiss as one thick finger slides deep inside of me. His thumb brushes across my clit, making me rock my hips into him as he curls that finger inside, like he’s beckoning me.

His other hand moves up to the front of my blouse, popping one button after the other, his lips never leaving mine. I drop my own hands to his belt, tugging it off and then hastily dropping his zipper. I push them off his hips, reaching down to slip his briefs over his cock. I groan into his mouth as I feel him hot and heavy in my hands, my fingers curling around his length as I stroke him.

Landon growls into the kiss, pushing forward until I’m stroking him bare right against my thigh as his fingers strum over my clit. He reaches across his desk with his free hand, knocking over neatly organized file folders and sending a cup of silver, monogramed pens scattering across the mahogany surface. He yanks open a side drawer and comes back with a foil wrapper.

I groan as he withdraws his hand from between my thighs, but he’s tearing the wrapper open and then rolling the condom down his length in seconds. He pushes the thick head against my opening, panties still pulled to the side, and my breath suddenly catches as he buries himself to the hilt in one stroke.

My fingers claw at his biceps, leaving scratch marks as he grinds deep inside.

Fuck he feels amazing.

His hands grab me by the waist as he starts to rock in and out - slick, hot, and fast as I pull my lips from his mouth to moan loudly. Landon reaches behind me, the neat order of his desktop going crashing to the floor as he clears it with a sweep of his arm. He lays me back, my shirt open, my skirt pushed up, and my panties to the side as he starts to fuck me with deep, rhythmic strokes.

His hands grab my thighs, skimming up to my knees and bringing my legs up to his shoulders. I moan wildly, dropping my head back onto his desk and running my fingers through my hair as his cock pumps in and out of me. He brings one hand down to cup my ass, grabbing me possessively. The other slides across my belly and under my bra, pushing it up as strong fingers find my soft breast and hard nipples.

Landon starts to move faster and faster, and I’m raising my hips to meet his every thrust. Harder, faster, wetter, and moving towards a frantic pace and a toe-curling inevitability as we both gasp and moan.

He pushes me back as he climbs up onto the desk with me without ever pulling out. His abs ripple and his biceps flex as he moves over me, my legs splayed and my ankles over his shoulder as he starts to slide in deep. I’m gasping for breath, clawing at the edges of my sanity and feeling that wave start to crest over me as his lips move to my ear.

“One more rule,” he growls, his cock pushing deep inside as I go to pieces under him.

“You’re going to come for me, all over my big cock, and you’re going to come for me right fucking now.”

I scream into his shoulder as the orgasm goes crashing through me. Every muscle in my body tenses as my lips close tight on his skin, my fingers digging into his skin. Landon groans as he buries himself inside me, his body tensing along with mine as he goes tumbling over the edge with me.