Swearing and growling like an animal, I yanked Winnie’s body lower on the desk and held her steady as I fucked her hard. Weeks of need had built up, and I had no chance of being gentle on her. Reaching up, I yanked her dress and bra down so I could watch her tits bounce as I took her.
Winnie gripped the front of my shirt in one fist and her other hand gripped and tugged at her nipple. Her mouth hung open as her orgasm stretched on. Her dark eyes were almost black as she stared up at me, unseeing.
Seeing her lost in pleasure was the hottest thing ever. I would’ve given everything I had for a picture of her in that moment. I fucked her hard and deep, stroking her clit and imprinting the image of her onto my brain. “Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. Hold that tit up for me, Win.”
She offered herself up to me, and I bent down to suck hard on her nipples. I marked her with my roughness, but Winnie was just as far gone as I was. She yanked my mouth up to hers and bit my lip while dragging her nails up my back.
I hooked my hand under her ass and lifted her off the desk. Holding her, I pumped my hips into her harder even as I bounced her body up and down my dick. With my hands spreading her ass cheeks, I took advantage of her tight little ass being exposed and plunged my finger deep again.
Winnie screamed and sank her teeth into my shoulder, her core clenching down on my cock hard enough that I saw stars. I managed two more pumps before I stumbled us into the wall of windows behind my desk and came deep inside her, marking her with my seed. I swore and squeezed Winnie tightly as her body pulsed and her orgasm dripped down my dick. Messy, like it seemed to always be with Winnie. I fucking loved the feel of her juices leaking out, the proof of her pleasure so pure and real. I wanted to drink it from her and bathe in it, if she’d ever let me.
Breathing hard and momentarily stunned by how hard I’d just come, I felt Winnie wiggle and groaned. “Wait. I’m enjoying your body right now.”
She was breathing just as hard as me, and when she pushed at my shoulders and I finally looked up at her, I realized she was also trying to get me to move her. Her ass was pressed against the windows, and I knew she didn’t know that no one could see into the office through them.
I turned and sank into my desk chair, folding her into my lap. I found that I really liked her there. “They’re reflective windows. I wouldn’t let anyone see you like this.”
She sank against my chest and sighed. Pressing her lips to my throat lightly, she sighed again. “I should go.”
I stroked her hair and slowly worked it back into a ponytail. “Work here.”
Winnie lifted her head and frowned at me. “You’re joking, right?”
“No. You need a job. This one is yours. Believe it, or not, I could tell Lauren liked you.”
“Now Iknowyou’re joking.” She started adjusting her dress to cover her beautiful body and then looked up at me with a shy smile. “About that parking validation?”
17
Winnie
IsatacrossfromGabe on his couch and chewed on my bottom lip. I’d been looking for a different job for another week, but there was nothing. Lauren had called me daily to beg me to come back in to work the desk, but I just wasn’t sure. I’d slept with Beck in his office. I couldn’t work for him. Not that Beck felt the same way—he’d texted me once a day since validating my parking, telling me that the front desk job was mine.
I wasn’t sure how I felt about things with Beck. A part of me was bothered that he hadn’t been flirty or inappropriate in any of the texts, but the other part of me knew that if he had been, I wouldn’t have been considering the job at all. But still... why wasn’t he flirting with me?
“Winnie. You’re driving me crazy with all this sighing. Either spit it out or swallow it down, sweet cheeks.” Gabe closed his laptop and slid it onto the coffee table. “You never sighed this much when you weren’t getting good dick, which really makes me question your wiring.”
I rolled my eyes and shoved my toes under this thigh. “Should I just take the job, Gabe? I mean, no, right? It would be crazy. I can’t work for Beck. No matter how talented he is and how it’s the only job I can find that’s even remotely in the art field. I slept with him. Twice. Both times on desks. I can’t be around him in an office, clearly.”
Snorting, Gabe absently rubbed my calves. “Take the job. You’re going to eat through the small savings you have, and then you’ll lose the house. You need to work, and as far as I can tell, it’s this or working at the Piggly Wiggly with John Brandon. Everyone knows he tries to get all the new women into his apartment to see his collection of dead things before asking them to be his girlfriend. Do you want that? We both know how nice you are and how you’d end up dating and married to him because you couldn’t stand to be mean to him. Do you want Birdie growing up around his collection of dead things?”
I slapped his hand even as I laughed. “Stop it! I get it. I don’t want to work anywhere near John and his obsession with roadkill.”
“So, you’ll take the job?”
I looked down at the latest text from Lauren. She’d promised me her first kid if I came back. I quickly sent a reply to her and then looked back over at Gabe. “I told Lauren I’d come back on Monday.”
“Thank god. I was starting to worry you were going to try to move in with me. We both know how that works out. You almost killed me last time.”
“You snuck into my room in the middle of the night to try to borrow lube! Like I had lube! I thought you were a serial killer because you’d just made me watch that horror movie.” I frowned at him. “I resent that you still act like you have no responsibility for what happened.”
“You hit me with a lamp!”
I scowled at him, and we both stayed silent for a moment before laughing. I let him pull me over to his side and snuggled into him. “I love you, but I don’t want to have to move in with you.”
“Same, lady.”
My phone buzzed, and I saw a text from Lauren, cheering that I was caving. A second later, a new text came in from Beck. I read it, felt my cheeks heat, and then tucked the phone to my chest quickly, but it was too late.