shoulders and nuzzled her neck. “Do you want to have rug rats of your own one day?”
A tingling sensation sparked in her belly, but she refused to dwell on it. Instead she shrugged and moved her hand away from the picture. “I don’t plan on ever getting married, so likely not.”
Jarrod turned her around and moved her so that her butt was backed up to the massive oak desk. “What’s spooked you?” He hooked his forefinger under her chin and raised it so that her eyes met his. “Why are you afraid of getting serious about anyone?”
“Because relationships never last.” Catie’s gaze was defiant, but her hand went to her earlobe and she tugged on the gold earring. “I wouldn’t put any kid through what I grew up with.”
With a gentle hand, he swept a strand of blonde hair from her face. “And what’s that?”
“Being torn between parents who hate each other while they play tug of war with you.” Her jaw hardened and she pulled harder at her ear. “Having your mom take off with some man and never seeing her again because she’d rather fuck than be around her own kids. Watching your dad marry and divorce so many times you can’t remember the names of all your stepparents or stepbrothers and sisters.”
He brushed his knuckles along her cheek to her ear and captured her hand in his, pulling it away from her lobe. “Honey, just because they didn’t know how to make a relationship work doesn’t mean you’ll follow in their footsteps.” Jarrod released her to let his hands slide down to her waist then drew her closer. “You’re not your parents.”
Catie could hardly think with his cock pressed against her belly. Now was not the time to think about her history, or her future. She wanted him again, and she wanted him now. Bracing her hands on the desk behind her, she widened her stance. “Shut up and fuck me.”
Jarrod’s green eyes flared. In a quick movement that left her breathless, he raised her up and placed her on the desk, its polished surface cool beneath her bare ass. He yanked the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor, then unfastened his jeans and shoved them with his briefs down his hips, releasing his cock.
She spread her thighs and he guided his cock into her dripping core in one quick thrust. Pure pleasure rippled through Catie at the feel of him inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She flattened her hands on the desktop and tilted her head back, lost in the sensations.
“Watch.” Jarrod’s voice was gruff as he grasped her thighs with his hands. “Watch me fuck you.”
Catie looked down at where they were joined. The mere sight of his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy was enough to drive her closer and closer to peak. Her juices coated him, his length glistening in the low den lighting.
Lowering his head, he pressed his mouth against hers, urging her up to meet him. His tongue slid between her lips, matching the motion and rhythm of his cock.
She moaned into his mouth, dizzy, wild with lust. The smell of their sex was an aphrodisiac, heightening her arousal, sending her senses spiraling. Her body was hot, her nipples tingling with every brush of his solid chest.
He raised his head and glanced to where his cock moved within her pussy, then back to her eyes. “You fit me perfectly, Catie Wilds.” He drove into her, harder and harder yet.
She gasped and her eyes widened as her body trembled with the oncoming climax
“That’s it.” Jarrod gripped her legs tighter, never slowing in his motion. “Come on, honey.”
Catie cried out as the muscles in her belly contracted with each wave of her orgasm. Every thrust of his cock sent another swell of pleasure throughout her body. It seemed like her climax would never end. Like she’d be locked with him forever, her body shuddering with every crest and ebb.
Even as he shouted her name, even as his cock jerked and throbbed within her core, Catie was swept away in a tidal wave of sensation
A tingling sensation sparked in her belly, but she refused to dwell on it. Instead she shrugged and moved her hand away from the picture. “I don’t plan on ever getting married, so likely not.”
Jarrod turned her around and moved her so that her butt was backed up to the massive oak desk. “What’s spooked you?” He hooked his forefinger under her chin and raised it so that her eyes met his. “Why are you afraid of getting serious about anyone?”
“Because relationships never last.” Catie’s gaze was defiant, but her hand went to her earlobe and she tugged on the gold earring. “I wouldn’t put any kid through what I grew up with.”
With a gentle hand, he swept a strand of blonde hair from her face. “And what’s that?”
“Being torn between parents who hate each other while they play tug of war with you.” Her jaw hardened and she pulled harder at her ear. “Having your mom take off with some man and never seeing her again because she’d rather fuck than be around her own kids. Watching your dad marry and divorce so many times you can’t remember the names of all your stepparents or stepbrothers and sisters.”
He brushed his knuckles along her cheek to her ear and captured her hand in his, pulling it away from her lobe. “Honey, just because they didn’t know how to make a relationship work doesn’t mean you’ll follow in their footsteps.” Jarrod released her to let his hands slide down to her waist then drew her closer. “You’re not your parents.”
Catie could hardly think with his cock pressed against her belly. Now was not the time to think about her history, or her future. She wanted him again, and she wanted him now. Bracing her hands on the desk behind her, she widened her stance. “Shut up and fuck me.”
Jarrod’s green eyes flared. In a quick movement that left her breathless, he raised her up and placed her on the desk, its polished surface cool beneath her bare ass. He yanked the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor, then unfastened his jeans and shoved them with his briefs down his hips, releasing his cock.
She spread her thighs and he guided his cock into her dripping core in one quick thrust. Pure pleasure rippled through Catie at the feel of him inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She flattened her hands on the desktop and tilted her head back, lost in the sensations.
“Watch.” Jarrod’s voice was gruff as he grasped her thighs with his hands. “Watch me fuck you.”
Catie looked down at where they were joined. The mere sight of his cock thrusting in and out of her pussy was enough to drive her closer and closer to peak. Her juices coated him, his length glistening in the low den lighting.
Lowering his head, he pressed his mouth against hers, urging her up to meet him. His tongue slid between her lips, matching the motion and rhythm of his cock.
She moaned into his mouth, dizzy, wild with lust. The smell of their sex was an aphrodisiac, heightening her arousal, sending her senses spiraling. Her body was hot, her nipples tingling with every brush of his solid chest.
He raised his head and glanced to where his cock moved within her pussy, then back to her eyes. “You fit me perfectly, Catie Wilds.” He drove into her, harder and harder yet.
She gasped and her eyes widened as her body trembled with the oncoming climax
“That’s it.” Jarrod gripped her legs tighter, never slowing in his motion. “Come on, honey.”
Catie cried out as the muscles in her belly contracted with each wave of her orgasm. Every thrust of his cock sent another swell of pleasure throughout her body. It seemed like her climax would never end. Like she’d be locked with him forever, her body shuddering with every crest and ebb.
Even as he shouted her name, even as his cock jerked and throbbed within her core, Catie was swept away in a tidal wave of sensation
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