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His lips found hers and their kiss went from soft to deep in seconds. It was always that way with them.

“Although, I’d really love to lift you onto my desk and spread your legs, Ms. Miller.”

Jesus.

Heat flared through her body in a rush.

“Fletch,” she moaned.

His hand ran down the side of her body and found the edge of her skirt.

“You want that, don’t you?”

She wanted to say no, but God help her.

“Come here.” He tugged her to his desk and did exactly as he had said. Lifting her onto his desk, pushing aside a few things.

“Oh my God, what if someone comes in?” she gasped.

“What if?” he smirked, tugging her panties down.

“Fletcher.”

His hands spread her legs, causing her skirt to move up, exposing her.

“Never do I tire of this view.” He slid his fingers through her. “Holy hell, you are so wet already.”

His eyes shot to hers. Then he stormed to his door and locked it. When he returned, he was undoing his pants.

Oh my God, they were really doing this.

“Lay back on your elbows,” he ordered her, his fingers returning to her flesh as his other hand stroked his cock.

She licked her lips and let out a moan as he found her clit.

“Fuck, I want to be in you and taste you,” Fletcher said, leaning down and lapping his tongue in one long lick across her pussy.

“Oh, God, Jesus, God,” she said irrationally, her body trembling.

“That’s it, baby. Come on my mouth, if you are ready.” His tongue worked her clit and his fingers plunged into her, and her body erupted.

Pressing her lips together, she barely kept her cry to a normal level, groaning and moaning out her pleasure. When her eyes opened, Fletcher was standing, pressing his cock at her entrance.

He leaned over her and thrust inside.

His kiss silenced her cry.

Fucking hell.

He gripped the edge of the desk and pounded into her, one hand on her hip.

“Jesus Liv. We are doing this every fucking meeting.”

She half laughed as another orgasm built. One look at Fletcher and his expression matched the swelling of his cock inside her.

“I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming inside you. In my goddamn office,” he cried, his jaw clenched.

Best meeting ever.


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