Wow, he mouthed before moving aside to let me in.
I noticed his laptop on the coffee table, a bunch of papers strewn about, and a mug of coffee. Patrick entered the room and meowed, weaving in and out of my legs.
Troy turned me around to face him. “Have you ever done anything like this in your life?”
I shook my head. “Never.”
“I’d better make it worth it then.” He lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around him.
He kissed me so hard I thought my mouth might fall off. Our tongues collided as the kiss grew more frenzied by the second. This. This was what I’d so desperately needed all day. My panties were wet in a matter of seconds. I was so far gone when it came to this man, it wasn’t even funny. I didn’t care how desperate this all seemed. All that mattered was getting him inside of me.
I pulled on his shirt, our lips separating only long enough for me to lift it over his head. His hair was a tousled mess as he continued to hold me up. He pushed my pants down and shoved my panties to the side. I felt the burn of his cock entering me. It was a blissful several seconds of feeling him inside of me bare before he groaned and pulled out.
“I’m sorry. I lost control for a second. I have to get something.”
Jesus. I hadn’t been paying attention myself, but those few seconds were bliss.
He put me down and took me by the hand as we went to his room. He opened his side table drawer and fumbled to grab a condom before ripping it open. He sheathed himself and came back over to me.
Troy took my mouth again as he pressed his chest against mine, leading me toward the wall. He flipped me around so my ass faced him. With my hands up against the wall, I bit my bottom lip, bracing myself for what he was going to do next.
“I want to fuck you from behind like this for a little bit, then finish you off in my bed, okay?”
Through shallow breaths, I nodded.
With my work pants halfway down my legs, I widened my stance to make room for him as he slid himself slowly inside of me.
“You’re so goddamn ready.” He kissed the back of my neck and pulled my hair as he fucked me faster.
Unable to form words, I simply moaned in response as I used my fingers to massage my clit. My legs quivered as I felt my orgasm ready to roll through me at any moment.
He stopped suddenly, taking me by the hand and leading me to his bed. Troy tore off the remainder of his clothes and finished undressing me. We were both completely naked now as he pinned me under him. He spread my legs apart and lowered himself before sinking into me. His warm skin pressed against mine felt so good. His naked ass felt even better as I gripped it, guiding his movements.
But nothing could have prepared me for what it felt like when he slowed the rhythm of his thrusts and looked me straight in the eyes as he fucked me slower, his hips grinding in a circular motion, bringing me such intense pleasure I wanted to scream. But I didn’t. I just continued to look at him intently.
He flashed a gentle smile, and I smiled back as we continued to watch each other.
“You don’t hate me anymore,” he whispered as he pulled out slowly and pushed inside of me again.
“I don’t.”
He smiled wider.
Feeling my muscles tighten, I started to come. He shut his eyes and let go in a series of hard thrusts as the heat of his cum filled the condom. It was the most intense orgasm I’d experienced with him yet.
Playing hooky was so worth it.
After we came down from our high, he got up to discard the condom before returning to his spot next to me on the bed.
Troy wrapped me in his arms and kissed the back of my neck. “How much longer do I get to have you here with me today?”
“A couple more hours.” I turned to face him. “Unless you have to get back to work.”
“I’ll make up for the work tonight. That’s one of the benefits of working remotely. I want you here as long as you can stay.” He planted a firm kiss on my lips. “How did you know I was thinking about you all day and couldn’t wait till Friday?”
“I didn’t.” I smiled, but when it faded, he gave me a scrutinizing look.
“What’s on your mind?”
I ran my finger along his chin. “I don’t know. I feel like I should have a lot on my mind, considering how out of control I felt this afternoon. But I just want to enjoy this moment and not analyze my crazy behavior.”