don’t.”
He smiles. Masculine energy pours off of him.
It’s intoxicating. I haven’t had a man this close to me in forever. In the past two years, I’ve been on a date or three, and there has been some limited kissing, but nothing worth mentioning. At the moment, I could write a book about what Connor’s proximity is doing to me. My bra feels two sizes too small and my nipples are hard. My panties are too tight and straining deliciously against my clit. A flush rushes up my neck and heat flows down my chest beneath my blouse, pooling between my legs. And he hasn’t even kissed me.
I look into his eyes. My voice is choked when I say, “Okay, maybe just a quick peck.”
Connor reaches up and removes my glasses.
“What are you doing?” I demand.
“I don’t want them getting broken.” He sets them on the table.
“It’s just a quick peck—”
His mouth crashes into mine.
Our tongues fight like cobras, twisting together in a swollen embrace. Pleasure sprays up from my core like a hot fountain of desire.
I grab Connor’s T-shirt in my fists and pull him toward me. The office chair suddenly rolls back, slamming into the wall. Our lips never separate.
I am kissing Connor Hughes and it is the hottest thing ever.
Why did I wait so long?
Without warning, his huge hands scoop underneath my ass and he lifts me into the air. He stands up and I try to wrap my legs around his waist, but I can’t. My fitted skirt is too restrictive. I end up bending at the waist and wrapping my knees around his ribs as he folds me against him, positioning me so that my wetness presses against his crotch. His hardness strains against me through his jeans. It’s clumsy and it leaves me feeling wide open. It’s like we’re dry fucking with my knees around my ears but we’re standing up and fully clothed.
I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
He breaks the kiss.
I don’t want him to. My mouth is empty without his tongue in it. I want his lips back!
He hisses, “Fuck, Lex. I need to be inside you right fuckin now…”
If he had called me War Mouth or Power Pole or anything else, it would’ve ruined the moment. But this Lex thing keeps catching me off guard. “I—”
“Give me the word and I’ll rip your clothes off and fuck you on this table. I want to feel your wet pussy all over my cock. Damn it, Lex, I need to fuck you…”
“I—”
Click!
Romeo leans his head through the door of the meeting room. “I may be gayer than a Pride Parade, but even I’m a little bit turned on right now…”
“Oh, shit!” I scream. If Connor didn’t have such a good grip on my ass, I would’ve landed flat on the floor and broken my tail bone. Ouch!
Connor chuckles, still holding me up in the air.
Romeo grins at both of us.
Wow, this is awkward. Socially and physically. I try to lower my legs but I’m trapped by my skirt. “Put me down!” I bark.
“I’ll give you two a minute,” Romeo giggles while withdrawing his head from the room and closing the door.
“I’m gonna need more than a minute,” Connor growls into my ear. “It’s gonna take at least an hour to fuck you right…”
The sound of his deep voice melts my brain and any remaining good sense I have dribbles out my ears.
<<<<<<<>>>>>>>
CONNOR
I breathe into Electra’s ear, skimming the curve of it with my tongue.
“Ohhhhhh,” she shivers, squeezing her quivering thighs around my ribs. She drops her weight down so her pussy pushes against my dick through my jeans.
I grind up against it. “I need to fuck you, Lex. I know you’re fuckin wet right now. I can smell it. I know you want this as bad as I do.”
For a moment, she’s seriously considering it. She’s breathing hard, her face buried in my shoulder.
“Say the word, Lex, and I’ll make you come harder than you’ve ever fuckin come…”
She whimpers, “Romeo is right outside. Don’t you have a reveal for your fans? Your first public appearance?”
She
He smiles. Masculine energy pours off of him.
It’s intoxicating. I haven’t had a man this close to me in forever. In the past two years, I’ve been on a date or three, and there has been some limited kissing, but nothing worth mentioning. At the moment, I could write a book about what Connor’s proximity is doing to me. My bra feels two sizes too small and my nipples are hard. My panties are too tight and straining deliciously against my clit. A flush rushes up my neck and heat flows down my chest beneath my blouse, pooling between my legs. And he hasn’t even kissed me.
I look into his eyes. My voice is choked when I say, “Okay, maybe just a quick peck.”
Connor reaches up and removes my glasses.
“What are you doing?” I demand.
“I don’t want them getting broken.” He sets them on the table.
“It’s just a quick peck—”
His mouth crashes into mine.
Our tongues fight like cobras, twisting together in a swollen embrace. Pleasure sprays up from my core like a hot fountain of desire.
I grab Connor’s T-shirt in my fists and pull him toward me. The office chair suddenly rolls back, slamming into the wall. Our lips never separate.
I am kissing Connor Hughes and it is the hottest thing ever.
Why did I wait so long?
Without warning, his huge hands scoop underneath my ass and he lifts me into the air. He stands up and I try to wrap my legs around his waist, but I can’t. My fitted skirt is too restrictive. I end up bending at the waist and wrapping my knees around his ribs as he folds me against him, positioning me so that my wetness presses against his crotch. His hardness strains against me through his jeans. It’s clumsy and it leaves me feeling wide open. It’s like we’re dry fucking with my knees around my ears but we’re standing up and fully clothed.
I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
He breaks the kiss.
I don’t want him to. My mouth is empty without his tongue in it. I want his lips back!
He hisses, “Fuck, Lex. I need to be inside you right fuckin now…”
If he had called me War Mouth or Power Pole or anything else, it would’ve ruined the moment. But this Lex thing keeps catching me off guard. “I—”
“Give me the word and I’ll rip your clothes off and fuck you on this table. I want to feel your wet pussy all over my cock. Damn it, Lex, I need to fuck you…”
“I—”
Click!
Romeo leans his head through the door of the meeting room. “I may be gayer than a Pride Parade, but even I’m a little bit turned on right now…”
“Oh, shit!” I scream. If Connor didn’t have such a good grip on my ass, I would’ve landed flat on the floor and broken my tail bone. Ouch!
Connor chuckles, still holding me up in the air.
Romeo grins at both of us.
Wow, this is awkward. Socially and physically. I try to lower my legs but I’m trapped by my skirt. “Put me down!” I bark.
“I’ll give you two a minute,” Romeo giggles while withdrawing his head from the room and closing the door.
“I’m gonna need more than a minute,” Connor growls into my ear. “It’s gonna take at least an hour to fuck you right…”
The sound of his deep voice melts my brain and any remaining good sense I have dribbles out my ears.
<<<<<<<>>>>>>>
CONNOR
I breathe into Electra’s ear, skimming the curve of it with my tongue.
“Ohhhhhh,” she shivers, squeezing her quivering thighs around my ribs. She drops her weight down so her pussy pushes against my dick through my jeans.
I grind up against it. “I need to fuck you, Lex. I know you’re fuckin wet right now. I can smell it. I know you want this as bad as I do.”
For a moment, she’s seriously considering it. She’s breathing hard, her face buried in my shoulder.
“Say the word, Lex, and I’ll make you come harder than you’ve ever fuckin come…”
She whimpers, “Romeo is right outside. Don’t you have a reveal for your fans? Your first public appearance?”
She
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