All In (Keep Breathing Book 2), стр. 76
“I love it, Red.” Liam kisses my cheek as he walks into his office and examines all the new features. He’s got three new state of the art computer monitors on his desk, screens that come out of the ceiling, new plush leather seats, new tile to replace the gross carpet he used to have. And best of all, the new pull out couch we picked out together.
Once he finishes drooling over all his new electronics, his fingers run over the Thor hammer lamp which looks like it’s smashed into the wall, and appears as if the drywall is cracking. It’s a silly little decor I got for him as a nod to his comic book obsession and also to how we met. I didn’t want anything big but something fun.
He glances back at me, and there’s that look. The dark distant look, one I wouldn’t expect to see from looking at Thor’s hammer. "This is…cute."
"You don't like it?" My shoulders deflate. I thought for sure I would have gotten a laugh out of it. It’s not as if the man doesn’t have a model car collection and a couple action figures on his bookshelf, calling out to his inner child.
“I didn’t say that.” He walks away from the lamp and glides over to his new mahogany desk. His hand traces along the edge of the smooth wood and he smiles. "This I love."
"I hope so. You helped pick it out."
He waves me over and I slowly make my way to him. He grabs my hand and pulls me hard into his chest. "I love you." He weaves his hand into my hair.
"I feel like you're deflecting,” I mumble.
His nose rubs against mine and he smirks. "What would I be deflecting against?"
"How you feel about this office."
He chuckles and buries his nose in the side of my neck. "It's perfect."
"You really think so? I want you to be happy with it. Your office is like a second home to you."
"Like I said, it's perfect. Once you leave, I plan to play with all my new toys."
“Just think, next month I’ll be done with the whole building. You won’t have any other need for me because you'll have a whole building full of new toys."
“I have plenty of needs for you. In fact, I could use you right now and pick up where we left off downstairs.”
He spins me around and lifts my skirt over my hips. “Hold on to the desk,” he says with authority and I do as I’m told. Aye, Aye, boss. “Don’t move.” My breathing grows heavy as I feel his hands draw up the length of my legs and his wet lips trace the inside of my thighs. He grabs the strings of my thong, pushing them down, and I step out of them.
Holy shit, we’re really doing this now?
"Liam, I don't think the door is locked," I pant. Actually, I know for a fact the door isn't locked.
"I guess it's a risk we will have to take. I recommend you stay quiet."
"Make me," I sass, wiggling my ass at him.
He chuckles darkly. “Ms. Jenkins, I very well could make you.” His hand caresses my bare ass.
“Do it.” I threaten and glance over my shoulder at him.
He has a delicious smirk on his face, and he shows me my balled up panties. “How about I put these in your mouth?”
I shake my head. There’s no way those are going in my mouth. “I’ll be good.”
“Fuck Red, you got all flushed,” his hand traces over my slit, making me shiver, “and you're soaking too, so you didn’t hate the idea.”
“Shut up,” I mumble. “Now are we going to do this or what? I don’t need Mary walking in and seeing my bare ass.”
“Yes, we should make this quick. I don’t like the idea of anyone seeing your ass or your flushed skin.”
The sound of his belt clatters to the tile and my heart rate picks up. His right hand grabs my hip, while his left, traces his dick along my folds. “You’re so ready for me.”
“Always.” I bite my lip hard to suppress my moan, but it doesn’t work. His head is at my entrance and he presses down at the center of my back and slams into me.
“FUCK!” I cry out as I lose hold of the desk and go flying forward, causing some of the papers and files to fall to the floor.
“Yes, this is what I fucking needed,” he groans as he thrusts harder into me. “I’ve been thinking about you all fucking day.”
I push back against him, trying to grab the edge of the desk again, but I’m dizzy, seeing stars as he relentlessly slams into me. He’s an animal.
But damn if it doesn’t feel good.
“That’s right, baby, push back. Show me how much you love my cock.”
“I do love your cock.” I manage to grip the edge of the desk and he wraps my hair around his wrist. He stops thrusting, letting me do all the work of sliding on and off his dick.
“I love watching my cock disappear inside of you.”
I love how primal his need is for me. He’s been like this and more for the last month and a half. Not that he wasn’t with me before, but now there’s something hungrier about the way he is with me when he fucks me. There’s more need, more want, more possessiveness.
“Let’s see how sturdy these new chairs are.”
With his cock still buried deep inside me, he grabs my hips and drags me back, and we flop down together in the leather chair. He bends me forward, and with my hands on my knees, I