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Love Unbound: A Valentine's Day Romance Anthology by Cassandra Dee, Katie Ford, Sarah May, Kendall Blake, Penny Close (46)

Chapter 3

Lexi

 

 

I’d been thinking about Ryan all day since he walked into my office. Visions of that huge, masculine form appeared before my eyes, even when I was trying to concentrate on an ad campaign or some editorial shots. Crap. It was impossible to concentrate.

To avoid temptation, I’d decided to confine myself in my office. Whenever people needed me, they’d email me or swing by. But even while appearing perfectly capable and competent on the outside, inside, all I was thinking about was Ryan, and what I’d do if we were together again.

By the time four o’clock hit, my body was buzzing, alive with tension. I decided to go wild and take a step into the outside world.

Unfortunately, my new intern was right there. Ryan had been given the simple task of making copies. Luckily for me, the copiers, printers, and other accessories were in another room, and when I saw him walking in that direction alone, I left my office and followed him.

Holy shit. I was stalking an intern. Slowly, I let myself into the enclosed space, softly shutting the door behind my curvy form.

Ryan didn’t know I was there, and I just savored the moment. He really did have a nice, tight ass. I wondered what it’d be like to leap on him, pinning him against the copier.

“Hey there,” came my dulcet voice.

The man looked up swiftly.

“Hey,” he grunted. “You waiting for a copier?”

“No worries,” I told him. “I just need to make a few copies. You go ahead and finish.”

We stood there in silence. The copier whirred away, providing the only noise in the room. Ryan didn’t look at me, that masculine form relaxed yet tense at once.

I smiled to myself. It might be nice to have some fun. As if reading my mind, the man looked up.

“Hey,” he began casually. “What I said earlier, I didn’t mean to say that you didn’t work hard, or that you just got the job because your mom…”

As he was talking, I tiptoed closer to the man until my form was right at his elbow, almost touching.

“What’s going on?” he growled.

“You don’t know?”

And in an instant, we were kissing. He was reluctant at first, still trying to pull away. But once he saw that it wasn’t a ploy or a joke, he got into it. Our hands remained relatively calm, but our mouths and tongues danced together suggestively.

“Are you a Dom or a sub?” I whispered in between kisses.

“Usually a Dom,” he growled, biting gently against my neck. “But I’m flexible. You might say I’m relatively inexperienced.”

“You’re certainly experienced with your mouth,” I mewled, arching my throat to give him better access. “I’m more often a Dom than a sub, myself.”

Suddenly, I pulled away, eyes dancing.

“Do you have problems taking orders?” I asked him.

“No, ma’am.”

“Then come with me.”

Slowly, we made our way to a nearby storage closet across from the copy room. I pushed him in, squeezed in myself, and slammed the door shut.

“We’ll be safe in here,” was my reassuring whisper.

We continued to kiss in the dark, our tongues dancing aggressively. He began to take off my shirt, but I stopped him.

“Did I say you could take off my shirt?”

I yanked his pants down, making sure to give his hard cock an affectionate squeeze. He groaned, deep in that broad chest.

“We have to be really quiet so we don’t alert anyone,” I told him. “But you better fuck me hard.”

“Yes, ma’am,” came that growl.

Squeezing his dick again, this time I pulled my panties to the side, revealing my swollen folds. Quickly, I wrapped my leg around him and pulled his body into mine, keeping him between the wall and me firmly. Oh yeah.

“Don’t move,” was my urgent whisper.

And just like that, I guided that huge rod into my tight, aching hole. A mewl escaped my throat as he plugged me tight, making me squirm again. I fucked his iron dick rapidly, not giving him any chance to react or breathe, riding like a maniac, grinding into him hard so that he hit just the right spot.

Ryan was relatively quiet, but I had to sink my teeth into his burly shoulder just to stifle my screams. And like a whore, pleasure surged through my form then. I came on his dick, pussy pulsing madly, squeezing hard around the iron shaft.

Oh god, it was so good, leaving me almost delirious.

“Do you like that?” I whispered in his ear.

“I fucking love it,” he growled. “More sweetheart.”

Giggling, I pulled him out before bending down and running my tongue up along his tasty shaft. Then, I shoved his fat tip up into my eager cunt once more, prompting him to moan.

I covered his mouth with one hand and used my other hand to unbutton my shirt, pulling out my tits for him to play with, which he did happily. Oh yeah. The man’s fingers corkscrewed off my hard nips, making me squeal as that massive dick plowed into me from below.

As orgasm neared, I could feel him swelling. Oh shit. I wasn’t done yet. I wanted to do to him what he’d done to me. I wanted him to beg me for it. I wanted to drive him crazy, but my body betrayed me again. Like a banshee, a scream erupted from my throat as my pussy clenched and clamped on that hot rod.

“Fuck,” he rasped against my ear, hips still going like a piston. “Fuck, you feel good.”

But incredibly, the man hadn’t come. So once I finished, I climbed back off of him, got on all fours, and stuck my ass out toward him, baiting the alpha.

“You’re not done with me yet,” he growled.

“You’re damn right I’m not,” was my mewl. “You’re going to fuck me hard like you did before. I want to get close to blacking out again. Give me another climax, and I might just make sure you get a raise right away for all your good work.”

He chuckled, and immediately did as told. Ryan grabbed onto my ass and forced his throbbing cock back into my pussy from behind. The penetration alone was enough to make me want to cry out in ecstasy.

This time, it didn’t take long for either of us. I loved the way that he pounded me, making my pussy his. The alpha grabbed onto my breasts, pinching and stroking my hard nips with his nimble fingers. It was nearly impossible to keep quiet during my third orgasm, but somehow, I managed. But this time, before I burst, he exploded inside of me, filling my wet cavern with a warm, thick load.

Oh god yes. This was so hot and illicit, my insides squelching with the man’s hot semen. And even better, it was only Ryan’s first day at the office. What more would happen if we continued this illicit tryst?