Page 23 of Defensive Hero
“Christ,” I pant, my need for her building when I find how slick she is. I slip my fingers into her panties and tease her clit with my middle finger, rubbing it in circles until she’s jerking against me, making small, broken noises at the back of her throat. “You promised to be quiet.”
“Yeah, sorry,” she whimpers, burying her face in my neck to curb her cries when I slide my finger into her tight opening, thrusting slowly into her wetness. I add another finger into her heat, thrusting faster into her, using my thumb to rub circles over her swollen clit until she’s practically shaking in my arms. “Oh my God, I can’t wait. I need your cock.Please, Sir.”
“Fuck, I need to be inside of you too,” I grind out, pulling out my fingers to grab the waistband of her panties. I yank themdown her thighs, tearing at them when I do so, but neither of us care to see where they even land when I toss them away. She is practically vibrating with need when I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her to the edge of the desk with one hand and guide my cock to her sex with the other. Her pussy is drenched and practically quivering with the need for a good fucking.
I drink in her flushed expression as I slowly slide my cock into the wet heat of her pussy, one inch at a time. She buries her hands in my hips in an attempt to pull me faster into her, but I don’t give in, watching her lose her mind when I torture us both with my move.
“Sir, please,” she whimpers in a near sob, her thighs trembling when I fill her with my thickness and start rocking slowly into her. Sandy wraps her thighs around my waist, thrashing under me, but I pin her to the desk, my moves slow and torturous.
“Tell me, baby, what do you want?”
“Harder,” she whimpers, tearing at my shirt. “I need it fast and hard. Please.”
“Please what?”
“Sir, please fuck me.”
I go blind with need, digging my fingers into her ass as I slam into her, watching through lust-rimmed eyes as her mouth falls open and her eyes roll back with pleasure. “Yes,” she moans, already forgetting her promise to stay quiet.
But I don’t care to stop her.
Maybe later, when I sober up, I will think back to this moment and realize how bad of an idea was to let her make all these noises, but in this moment, I soak it all in.
Mine!
I rut her into my desk like an animal, ramming into her with violent thrusts and watching her love every moment of it. Her sexy little tits shake and her tight little pussy squeezes my cock with every fevered thrust, and we’re like feral animals. Out of control with desire.
In this moment, nothing but claiming this girl matters. No one.
I have never cared for anyone as much as I love this girl, and it’s not just the sex talking. I wanted her the second she stepped into my office, and I realize at that moment that I will never not want her.
Only she will ever get this part of me from now on, and I will tramp on anyone that attempts to get in the way of that.
Mine.
Sandy Beck is mine to protect and love.
Mine to possess.
Her breathing catches and her thighs begin to shake as I pound ruthlessly into her. “Close,” she whimpers, dragging her nails down my back, and I can feel my balls tightening as well with the need to come.
I drop my hand between us and find her clit, rubbing at the swollen bud with my middle finger as I drive my cock into her. “Come for me, baby.”
And she does.
She throws her head back so hard that she undoes her bun, causing hair to fall down her back in thick waves. Her lips part on a soundless scream, her pussy clenching hard around my cock as her body jerks against mine. I grasp onto my control until the death grip she has on my cock goes down a bit before I start moving again. My fingers bite into her ass as I slap mycock into her pulsing sex, and it only takes me seconds before the pressure gripping my balls releases and I am spilling into her womb in rough grunts. She wraps her arms around me as I pound into her through the orgasm until I am drained and my body loses tension.
She leans her head in to brush her lips over my neck and jaw; the caress is simple but it raises a storm in my chest. “That was perfect,” she breathes against my neck. “I can’t believe we did that.”
I can’t either.
This is out of character for me to act recklessly, but it seems my senses cease functioning around Sandy because if they were, then I would have stopped us getting to this point. But I don’t regret it.
“Do you think someone heard us?”
Oh, I do not doubt at least one person must have heard the noises, but in a town like this, the news will be all over before lunch. Knowing how she feels about gossip making its round, I decide it’s safer if I don’t tell her about it just yet. Besides, if it’s me she is involved with, then no one is going to mess with her. People here know me well enough to know I don’t mess with things I care about and Sandy just got bumped to the very top of that list.
This is not how I planned on people finding out about us, but we’ll have to deal. Even so, it’s too late to dwell on that now. I hug Sandy in my arms and drop a kiss on her forehead. “Don’t worry about it,” I tell her.