“Reed… please.”
“Please what, Angel?” he growls, his lips leaving my skin.
“I need you. Please,” I whimper, feeling exposed, spread out like this for him with my ass in the air.
There’s the sound of a zipper being undone and then warm, slick skin between my legs as he rubs the head of his cock through my folds.
“Yes. More.” I reach back blindly with one arm to pull him closer. He catches my hand in his and puts his solid cock in my palm.
“This, Angel? You want me to fuck your tight little cunt with this?”
“Yes,” I whimper as his precum smears over my forearm.
“Suck it off,” he instructs, guiding my wrist to my lips. I dart my tongue out greedily and lick off the wetness that’s glistening on my skin.
“Good girl.” He sounds like he’s smiling, but it soon turns to a growl as he pushes inside me from behind, forcing my cheek into the paperwork.
“God,” I cry out. “Please, Reed. I need it hard. I need you… I need—”
“You’ve got me,” he groans as he pistons into me, driving himself in to the hilt until his thighs meet mine. “You’ve got me, Harley. You’ve had me such a long fucking time.”
I unravel beneath him, shuddering as he pumps into me, one of his hands grasping my hip, the other reaching around and stroking my slick, swollen clit. We fuck like that, the desk creaking beneath us. The sound will be drowned out in the main office by the loud music. But here, where it’s just the two of us, it echoes off the walls as my body vibrates to a different bass. One that’s running through it with every movement of his. One that’s growing and swelling inside me, telling me he’s close.
“Come for me, Harls.” He keeps rubbing my clit as his pace increases.
It’s more than I can bear, and I squeeze my eyes shut and scream as I come. Hard.
“Fuck, I can feel you squeezing me, sucking in my cock… Oh God, fuck…”
Reed’s hand on my hip tightens, and he keeps rubbing my orgasm out of me with his other as he groans and spills inside me. The two of us are a mess of pants and moans as we come together, riding it out in one delicious, wet, hot wave.
He stills, his breathing heavy as he folds forward, laying his chest over my back and kissing my shoulder. “You’re perfect, Mrs. Walker.”
I pant out a small giggle. “Technically, my employment ended when the results were read out.”
“Really? It’s like that, is it?” He kisses my shoulder again. “You know, that can only mean one thing.”
“What’s that?” I sigh dreamily as his kisses move to my neck, sending warmth radiating through me.
“It means you reallywantedto fuck me this time.” He flexes his cock inside me, the movement making me shudder.
“Were we both just pretending the other times then?” I suck in a breath as he nips my neck gently.
“Never. You had me Harley-trapped from day one,” he murmurs against my skin, kissing me again.
I laugh. “Harley-trapped? I Harley-trapped you?”
“Sure did, Angel. I’m a total fucking goner.”
I laugh again as his chest vibrates, and he joins me in a moment of blissful silliness.
“Reed?”
“Yes, Angel?”
I bite my lip, hesitating over what I’m about to say. I should know beyond doubt that this is real for him after all we’ve been through and shared. But still, my heart flutters and my stomach is in knots, knowing that he could send it all crashing down.
“It’s not a trap if you want to stay,” I finally say.