by Ava May
“You can do anything you like with me,” she whispered.
“You just keep getting better and better,” he growled. He held her arms tightly against the floor as he pressed his hips into her and kissed her body, moving all the way down the middle until his arms were stretched to their limit, then he released her arms and brought his arms sliding down the side of her body, brushing against the round edge of her breasts and down to her hips as he kissed her stomach. She groaned as she felt him unzip the back of her skirt and pull it away, revealing a pair of black, lacy panties. She tugged at his shirt and peeled it away from his body, revealing taut, thick muscles tensing and twisting as he breathed in her feminine essence. He grunted in sweet anticipation and her legs writhed as she looked down and saw him so close to her aching pussy. He ran his fingers along the edge of her panties and she felt her skin shiver as he got closer and closer. He folded the edge down and planted soft kisses along the edge, darting his tongue down as he slowly pulled the panties away, inch by inch. Scarlett gasped as she felt them sliding down her thighs, being pushed beyond her ankles to the floor below her. The heat rose from her and Jack was like a wild animal, ready and willing to take all of her. As his hands moved back up her legs he scratched her inner thigh and a violent moan shot out of Scarlett's lips. He held her left leg up and kissed it along the thigh, then buried himself in her. His tongue twirled like a tornado as the pleasure sang through her body.
He kissed and lapped his tongue, and through her fluttering eyelids Scarlett watched him perform wondrous things for her. She dragged her teeth along her bottom lip as the pleasure almost became too much for her to bear. With his free hand, Jack used it to run up her body, fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples, then moving up to curl around her neck, letting her know that he was in control. Dominated by his masculine force, she was simmering with ecstasy and blinded by a kaleidoscope of desire.
Underneath his power, her body writhed. Her arms were splayed out to either side of her body, but now that his arm was in reach she stroked his bulging biceps and hairy forearm, and her mouth opened wide as his hand came up to her face. She took his fingers inside her wet, warm mouth and sucked and licked them, biting them. Hearing him growl turned her own even more and she felt him get deeper and deeper inside her with his tongue, using it to explore and find the sweetest spots on her body.
Sweat prickled on her skin and started to trickle along the curves of her body. Her chest heaved, and her arms moved from Jack's arm to fondle her own breasts, to feel her hot body sizzle with the orgasmic energy that was crashing through her. Her hands ran down her flat stomach and found his hair. She clasped his scalp and felt the movements of his head as he made her feel like a woman. Her eyes widened and shut and her head twisted as she tried to brace herself for the sweeping, pulsing passion that Jack was causing. She moaned his name, and this only seemed to spur him on. There was no end to his energy as his hands joined the dance, and her wet lips were soaking with Jack inside of her.
It wasn't long before her mind cracked and everything came gushing through her like a flood. Her entire body shook and shuddered, and a paralyzed moan squeaked out of her as her thighs squeezed Jack's head, trapping him in the burning field of her lust. When he emerged, gasping for air, his jaw was slick with her juice and she had never seen a sexier sight. He slithered up her body, prowling like a lion, and teased her with his lips. He kept out of reach, making her head move from side to side, always mere inches out of reach until he finally gave her the reward she craved, and their lips locked together in a deep, fervent kiss. As he reared up he took her with him and her body arched. Her arms rested against his rippling stomach and ventured down, moving over his bulging crotch. As she kissed him, she could taste herself on her lips. She smiled widely as she curled her fingers around the wide, thick outline of his erection. He looked down and watched her fingers go to work as they deftly undid his belt buckle. It clinked as it fell away, and then she took the zipper in between her fingers and dragged it town. The trousers soon fell away and her hands wrapped around his erection. It was smooth and hot and hard and her mind was filled with wicked, naughty thoughts. She looked up at him with wide, wet eyes, and watched his face contort with pleasure as she slowly stroked, pulling the tight skin up and down, feeling it pulse and throb in between her fingers.
The frantic grasps shot out of Jack's mouth like lightning bolts as she tensed her grip. Jack reared up and leaned back, but her hand did not leave his flesh, so he took Scarlett with him. No words needed to be exchanged for their bodies and their instincts and desires were doing all the talking. They were connected in such a way that they knew what each other wanted and needed. Jack placed his hands around Scarlett's head as he leaned back and watched as she knelt forward, making love to his erection with her mouth.
Her hand remained locked around his shaft as she sucked and teased the top of the sensitive tip with her tongue and teeth, making it shiver with soft nibbles, while she continued to stroke the skin. She held his erection back as she took the soft flesh of his testicles in her mouth and juggled them in between her tongue, before licking his erection up and down, drenching it in her saliva. She looked up at him with desire in her eyes, then opened her mouth wide and took every inch he had, feeling his body tense as a result.
His hands were clamped around her head and held her close to him before letting her come back up, gasping for air as she was breathless. She sucked and teased his erection some more, until her jaw ached, wanting to give him as much pleasure as she had felt moments before. But Jack had other ideas. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her up to her feet. Pain blurred with pleasure as Scarlett felt herself thrown against the side of the desk, the breath driven from her lungs. The hard wood dug into her stomach as Jack used his strength to push her head down against the surface of the desk and hold her there. She tried to twist her head to watch but she couldn't move, and could only feel the passion and the pleasure as he took his hard, rampant erection and slid it in between her wet lips, going deeper than any other man had gone before. Feeling him inside made her delirious and when he started thrusting, it sent waves of hedonistic pleasure surging through her body, overwhelming her mind, making her forget where she was and what was going on. Sweat streamed down her skin and small explosions erupted all over her body as she felt him screw her from behind, his hips pounding against her, getting faster and harder with every moment. Her face contorted with delight as her mind cracked and she was rendered speechless. Never did she know that it could be like this.
She braced herself for the pleasure as she felt Jack's body tense and his groans get ever more strained but he wasn't done yet. He pulled himself out and turned her body around, then pinned her to the desk and kissed her deeply as he fucked her until she could take no more. Their bodies slammed against each other and Scarlett thought the desk was on the verge of breaking with the force they were putting on it. She could see in his eyes that Jack was close, his hips moved like pistons and he buried himself in the nape of her neck, pressing his lips close to her body as the passion swept through him and exploded out in a thick jet, rendering her utterly speechless and drained.
Chapter 8
Scarlett was feeling elated and she was sure that when she came out of Jack's office, everyone else knew what had taken place. But she didn't care. She gave a wink to Mandy, and Mandy looked shocked. For the rest of the day and night, Scarlett kept replaying the naughty afternoon session in her mind, and as she lay in bed she ran her hands down her body and felt the flush of arousal again as she let her imagination run free and unfettered. The two of them had experienced a real and deep connection. Scarlett's body was still raw and aching, but her heart was filled with hope.
However, when she went into work the next day with the hope of seeing Jack again she realized that he wasn't in his office. When she asked Mandy, she was told that Jack had gone again, and Scarlett felt used. Had all that talk between them just been a way for him to get some af
ternoon fun in the office? He'd seemed so genuine; she couldn't believe that the sensations they had shared could be faked. A dark cloud hung over her head for the rest of the day. Just when she felt like this could be something new and meaningful, it was taken away again, and she felt a resentment build up in her heart. No wonder she chose to focus on her career when this was the extent of her romantic relationships.
Throughout the day she was working like a demon in her office and didn't dare to venture out because she felt embarrassed that she'd let Jack take advantage of her. She knew that the rest of the office must be laughing at her now—the new girl who was swept away by the dark charm of the reclusive billionaire. To top it all off, she had another delivery: another bouquet of flowers. This time, she didn't even bother reading the card because the last thing she needed was to think about Matt. As far as she was concerned, she wasn't even going to try any more because it only brought disappointment. Her parents would be unhappy with her, but she hoped that wherever Lisa was, she would understand.
Without ceremony, she tossed the beautiful bouquet of flowers in the trash can and got back to work, resigning herself to a life of loneliness. But if she had been more thoughtful and read the card, she would have changed her mind.
Because the flowers weren’t from Matt at all.
They were from Jack.
But as Scarlett typed away at her computer, the message remained unread; and unless she hunted through the trash, she would never know what it said...
TO BE CONTINUED…
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About the Author
Ava May knew she wanted to be a romance writer ever since she read "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks - when she was eight years old. While her friends were reading The Baby-Sitters Club, she would be tucked away in a library corner reading Harlequins. You could say she was rebellious in her own way.
Today, Ava writes taboo romance novels out of her cozy home in Seattle, where she lives with her husband Jack and their adorable Cocker Spaniel, Daisy. When she's not dreaming up spicy storylines, she's in the yoga studio perfecting her Lord of the Dance pose.
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