His hands cupped my ass through my panties before he shoved them down my legs. My skin was prickling at the sensation of him as I kissed down his face. My lips fluttered along his neck as his hands worked my shirt over my head. I broke our connection long enough for him to strip me down, then I stood up and worked on his clothes.
Soon, our clothes were in a pile on the floor, and I was dripping down the inside of my thigh. I needed to feel Caleb inside of me. I shoved him back down onto the chair and planted my knees, then hovered over his cock as he grabbed it in the palm of his hand.
“Can ya hand me my wallet?” he asked. “It’s right behind ya on the floor.”
“No need,” I said with a grin. “I’m on the shot. Have been for years.”
I brought our lips back together as I sank down onto him, and shivers shot up my spine as he groaned. He palmed my breasts and allowed my body to adjust to him, his cock thicker than anything I’d ever taken in my life.
“Fuck, Katie. So tight for me.”
I rode his cock until I could feel him pulsing against my walls. His chiseled muscles and the one-day stubble on his cheek drove me wild. I coated his shoulder with kisses as he held me close to him, his legs pumping his body into mine. He thrust into me over and over, his thick cock stretching and filling me. I could feel him raking against that sweet spot, making my toes curl. Our foreheads were connected as I rolled my hips, his hands grasping my ass and setting a steady pace.
“I wanna come. Caleb, come with me.”
“Oh, no you don’t,” he said huskily. “You made me wait, so I’m gonna make you wait.”
He wrapped his arms around me and stood from the chair. I felt him walking me deeper into my office before he sat me on the edge of the desk. His hand reached behind me, and I heard all the things on my desk crashing to the ground. Then he leaned me down onto the cold, hard top as his lips encompassed mine.
He settled the crooks of my legs against his arms and pinned me to the desk. I couldn’t buck—I couldn't move—and I couldn’t control him. He was fucking me furiously, the curve of my back suctioning me to the desk. His lips were everywhere. I bit down to stifle my moans, not wanting to get us in trouble with anyone that might be passing by.
But his cock was so thick, and my body was so ready for him. I could feel my arousal dripping down as his hips slammed into mine.
“Caleb,” I said breathlessly. “Holy shit. Oh. Caleb. I’m on fire for you.”
He crashed his lips back onto mine, and I felt myself shaking. My toes curled, and my eyes screwed shut. My entire body tensed up as his tightly wound curls raked against my exposed clit. I was so close I could taste it. I was so close to coming on his cock as I tried desperately to move my pinned hips.
But instead, Caleb pulled out of me and moved again.
“No,” I said in a whisper. “Come back. Please.”
I felt his arms sliding around my waist and pulling me off my desk. I could feel his strength, the beating of his heart against my cheek as I rested there and made a juicy wet spot on the edge of my desk. His hands were so soft, rubbing up and down my back as I caught my breath.
I leaned into him, more than I’d had any other man in my life as his hands tangled up in my hair.
He bent my head back and took another kiss from me. Our tongues collided, and my entire body shivered. He tasted like sweet tea and coffee. I sucked on his bottom lip, drawing a grunt from him as he scooped me off my desk.
He carried me as we sat down in my office chair, only this time my body was facing away from him. He sat me right down onto his raging cock, his precum slicking his girth as it slid right in. He was deep inside of me, caressing all of me as he shallowly rocked against my back.
“I’ve waited so long for this,” he said. “Way too fucking long.”
“Oh, Caleb. Please. Please don’t stop again. I can’t take it. I won’t. It hurts so good.”
I reached my hand back and threaded it through his hair as I propped my feet up on my desk. I opened my body for him, giving him access to anything he wanted to touch as long as he allowed me to come. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my tits and tugging at my nipples as I whimpered. I turned my face into the crook of his neck, sighing his name and begging him for my release.
I felt his cock twitching each time I begged.
He wrapped his arm around my waist tightly as his hand traveled down to my pussy. I parted my legs for him, my heels planted firmly on my desk. His fingertips slid between my slick folds and found my throbbing clit, then slowly the circles began. Over and over again, he teased that swollen bud. He pressed into it as his cock slid in and out of my body. The sounds of our wetness and the heat of our bodies made my head spin. The way his lips nipped at my shoulder as I scraped my teeth along his neck.
“Do you want it?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you really want it?”
“Yes, Caleb. Please.”
“How much do you want it?”