by Rye Hart
“You're fine with Tyler,” I said, coming back after lunch. “He's not going to the press or anything like that. We talked it out and everything's good.”
“Why would you do that?” he asked me. “Seriously, Morgan, I don't understand.”
“Sometimes good people mess up,” I said, shrugging as I sat down across from him. “And while you tried hard to convince me you're a horrible human being, I've seen a side of you that proves otherwise. Besides, I really don't want to work underneath anyone else in the industry. You're it for me. I am learning so much from you and I don't want to see that come to a crashing end. So, it was partially selfish too.”
Gavin stood up and walked over to me, a serious look on his face. “I truly don't deserve you, Morgan,” he said. “I don't understand why you're still so nice to me, after everything I've done and put you through.”
“Because some people deserve a second chance,” I said, laughing and recalling how he described me on day one. “Yeah, call me naive or say I'm all sunshine and rainbows, I know.”
I stared up at him and found myself blushing as I looked into those deep, blue eyes of his. He looked so different from that first day when all I really saw was that arrogant grin. He actually looked handsome – like the type of man I could see myself falling for. “You know, Morgan,” Gavin said, leaning against his desk, not far from me. He crossed his hands in front of his chest and smiled, a sincere smile for a change. “I could kiss you right now.”
My lips yearned to feel his against mine. I fought so hard for this internship, even fought to keep his reputation on good terms, and there I was fantasizing about kissing him, risking ruining it all.
“Then why don't you?” I said, whispering the words before I knew what I was saying.
“You mean that?” he asked, cocking his head to the side.
“Maybe?” I teased. Gavin stood up and walked over to me, pulling me to my feet and standing me in front of him. He looked me in the eyes as he leaned forward.
“I'm waiting for you to pull back and slap me,” he said quietly.
“I'm waiting for that too, actually,” I joked. “Because I know this is bad.”
“It's very bad,” he said.
“Good thing you're not known for being good,” I said, leaning close enough to feel his breath on my face.
Gavin closed the distance between us, pressing his lips to mine and taking my breath away with his kiss. He held my head in his hands, his fingers tangled in my hair as his tongue pressed between my lips.
He kicked the office door closed, muttering about Lila not coming in until later. He turned me toward his desk, and I backed up until I was sitting down upon it. I was suddenly so happy that I decided to wear a skirt that day.
“Do you have any morning appointments?” I asked as he slipped my shirt off over my head.
“Nope, just surgery this afternoon,” he said.
“Good,” I said, unbuttoning his pants as quickly as possible. “So, it's just you and me today?”
“It is,” he said, kissing down the length of my neck.
I shuddered against him, my pussy growing wetter at the thought of fucking him right there, on his desk. I knew it was bad, I knew I should stop it, but I'd never done anything like it before and my body was on autopilot. No lick of common sense was going to stop me now.
Gavin lifted my skirt up, pulled my panties down and before I knew what hit me, his cock was pressing against my opening. He stared into my eyes and asked me one last time.
“You sure you want to do this?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said, even though I should have said no. “Yes, please.”
With one hard thrust, he buried himself inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I tried not to cry out too loud from the pleasure. We might be the only ones in this office at that moment, but we were in a hospital with other offices nearby. The last thing we needed was for someone to hear us.
Gavin moved in and out of me with such precision that it made my eyes roll back in my head. I moaned loudly as he hit the right spots every single time. I spasmed around his cock, clenching him tight as he continued to fuck me, holding onto my ass to keep me from sliding across his desk. Papers fell to the floor around us, but if Gavin was concerned, it didn't show. All he cared about was moving in and out of my tight little opening.
My climax hit me hard and fast, and I bit down on Gavin's shoulder to avoid screaming out. Even still, I muttered, “Yes, yes, yes” over and over again into his flesh as my body was rocked by the most intense orgasm of my life. Gavin wasn't far behind, his body trembling as he let out a long, low groan – spilling his seed into me before I could even ask him to pull out.
His warm cum filled me up, and once he was spent, he pulled his deflated cock out of me with a laugh.
“Damn,” he said, wiping the sweat from his face. “That was better than I imagined.”
“You imagined us fucking on your desk?” I asked, chuckling to myself.
“Many times since I first saw you walk in that door,” he said. “And trust me, it was better than my fantasies. By far.”
I hopped from his desk and pulled my panties back up. I grabbed the box of tissue and attempted to clean up the warm fluid that ran down my legs.
“Good to know,” I said with a playful wink.
“It was everything and more,” he said, enveloping me in his arms. “But next time, I hope to bend you over the desk and take you from behind.”
“Next time? Oh boy, so I'm not just another one-night stand for you?”
I was only half-joking. I knew Gavin's reputation, so I didn't expect us to get serious or anything. But a girl could dream, right?
“Well, as long as you're up for it,” he teased. “After all, I could fall in love with a girl like you.”
I already knew I could fall in love with him. The thought of it excited me, but not nearly as much as the fantasies that played out in my head did.
Good thing we still had a few more months to figure it all out.
The End