Ineededthis. God, I neededher.
Sophie moaned into the kiss, her lips parting and allowing me access to her sweet mouth. Our tongues tangled briefly before I pulled away. She whimpered in protest, and I smirked.
“You’re mine, sweetheart,” I murmured, uncaring of how possessive I sounded. “I can’t let you go.Ever.I love you.”
Sophie gasped, then bit her lip uncertainly. “You do?”
“Of course, I do.” I brushed my thumb along her soft cheek. “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, and I can’t believe it took me so long, and being stranded in a cabin together, to trulyseeyou.”
She gave me a flirty grin as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Oh, I think you saw me before now.”
“You know what I mean,” I said with a chuckle. “I’ve always wanted to sleep with you, but now, I want to spend my life with you.”
“Just for the record, Mr. Renshaw, I love you, too,” Sophie said in a choked voice.
That was all I needed to hear. Kissing her again, I backed her up until we reached the desk. Grabbing her hips, I lifted her until her ass was perched on the edge, using my thigh to nudge her legs apart and moving my body closer. My hands landed on her knees, moving up her smooth thighs until her skirt was raised enough to allow me to grind my thick, aching erection against her core.
“Connor,” Sophie breathed, breaking the kiss and looking at me with wild green eyes. Her kiss-bitten lips were already slightly swollen, and her cheeks were a pretty pink color. “Are we really going to do this here?”
“What better way to break in your new office and christen your desk?” I asked wickedly.
Her hands went to my suit jacket, quickly unbuttoning it while I kissed down the side of her neck, nibbling and biting my way to the base of her throat. The floral scent of her shampoo was intoxicating, and the taste of her skin was even better. I shrugged off my jacket once she’d unfastened it, letting it fall to the floor.
It allowed me to move more freely, but I didn’t have the patience to get completely undressed, not with this burning desire overwhelming me. I felt wild and out of control as I yanked my pants open, freeing my stiff cock.
Sophie’s hand grabbed me, and my hips jerked forward. Stroking my length in a firm grip, she licked her lips slowly, and I shuddered. Bracing my hands on the desk on either side of her hips, I surrendered myself to her ministrations, my forehead resting on her shoulder and my breathing heavy as she worked her hand up and down my shaft.
A bead of moisture appeared at the tip, and Sophie used her thumb to spread it around, getting me nice and ready to bury myself inside of her warm, tight body. My hand went to her hips, then up to cup her breasts through her silky pink blouse. The scoop neck showed off her cleavage and I realized that her outfit was more provocative than she usually wore to the office.
“Did you wear this for me, sweetheart?” I asked, lifting my head and looking into her face. “To tempt me with your hot body?”
“Maybe,” she admitted, her breathing heavy. “Did it work?”
I couldn’t stop the growl that erupted from my throat. “You could be in a potato sack and still be the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
I could feel the hardened buds of her nipples through her top and bra, and when I ran my thumbs over those furled tips, she tipped her head back and moaned, long and low.
“Don’t tease me, Connor,” she said, her hand moving faster on my dick. “I’m dying to feel you inside of me again. As deep as you can get.”
Fuuuuck.
Chucking every bit of restraint I was using before now, I shoved her skirt up even more, exposing a pair of barely-there red lace panties. Yanking the scrap of material down her legs and off, I felt my arousal crank up a few more notches as I realized how wet they were. Dropping to my knees, I pushed her thighs far apart and licked up her center, groaning as I took her sweet honey into my mouth.
It was something that I always wanted on my tongue, but right now, my erection demanded attention. Gripping it in my fist, I surge to my feet and lined myself up at her slick entrance. As I pushed forward, entering her tight core, a harsh sound escaped my lips. I was overcome with the staggering feeling of love I had for her. Now that the words were out there, and I knew that she felt the same way, the physical act of making love to her was so much more powerful.
My neck muscles were strained and my eyes unfocused as she wrapped her legs tight around my waist and held onto my shoulders as I slammed into her pussy, without much finesse or gentleness. I rode her hard, the desk inching across the floor with each forward, driving thrust until it was against the wall, and fuck . . . I was just getting started with her.
Sophie’s blouse was tucked into her skirt, and I pulled it out with rough, jerky movements. I whipped the top over her head and tossed it somewhere behind me as I took in the sight of her sexy as hell bra. The red lace matched her panties, and I had to wonder if she chose this lingerie for me—as if she’d hoped that this would happen.
Well, if that was the case, I wasn’t going to disappoint her.
Reaching around, I unsnapped the bra, freeing her gorgeous breasts, which bounced around freely as I grabbed her ass in my hands and took her harder, building up momentum as Sophie made soft, delirious sounds that went straight to my throbbing cock. Her attempts to keep it quiet highlighted the risk we were taking here, having sex in the office. It was so inappropriate, sowrong, and God help me, I fucking loved it. The risk made what they were doing even hotter.
Pulling out of Sophie, I didn’t even give her a chance to protest before turning her around so that she was bent over the desk, her hands braced on the flat surface. I lifted the skirt up onto her back as she spread her red heels wide, exposing her glistening sex. Grabbing her hips, I entered her again, a rumble in my chest as I buried myself to the hilt. This position allowed me to take her even deeper, and I ground myself into her as she whimpered.
Sophie’s hands were clawing on the desk as I relentlessly drilled into her, and I loved knowing that she was going to have the memory of me claiming her so completely like this, every single day when she sat here to work. Being a part of her was everything that I had been craving for the last two days, and as I pounded into her from behind, I started to feel a pressure building in my body. It was pleasure and need and love all together, forming a ball of energy that I just knew was going to explode soon, but I had to get her there first.
Leaning forward, I nipped her shoulder before putting my lips to her ear. “Are you ready to come, sweetheart?” I murmured, grinding myself against her ass while my cock pulsed deep inside her. “Ready to milk me dry with this tight pussy?”
“Oh God, Connor,yes,” she cried out.
I felt like a man possessed as I drove forward with wild abandon, reaching around her body to grab and squeeze one of her breasts before tugging on a tight nipple. “Do it, Sophie,” I demanded, feeling that inevitable heat spreading through my limbs. “Comenow.”
My hand lifted to cover her mouth as she started to let out a scream, her core tightening and fluttering around my cock as her climax rippled through her. Her back arched as her inner muscles spasmed along the length of my shaft.
It was all too much for me. The energy I’d been desperately holding back finally released like the snap of a rubber band, flooding me with sensations of pleasure that started at the center of my body and spread all the way to the tips of my fingers and toes. I jerked inside her, then swallowed back a groan as I came so hard I was shocked I didn’t pass out from the intensity of my orgasm.
It was the most perfect moment I’d ever had with a woman, and as I collapsed against Sophie’s back, laying my head on her shoulder while we both tried to catch our breaths, I thanked the universe for blizzards and abandoned cabins.
This had turned out to be the best Christmas I’d ever had, and with Sophie as my girl, I expected many more like it for years to come.