Three

Harley

Probably not.

Like I could possibly make a rational fucking decision when my poor sex-deprived body was pressed up against six-feet-four inches of delicious male goodness. His lips grazed my neck and my legs actually quivered. Never in my life had a man put me so close to the edge so soon. I’d done my fair share of kissing and heavy petting and none of it came close to this. My panties were soaked, my tits felt heavy and my nipples were hard enough to cut glass. My body would turn against me in mutiny if I tried to play the shy virgin right now. I mean, I was shy—and a virgin—but I also wanted him. So fucking bad. “I probably shouldn’t, but that kiss just guaranteed I will.”

He smiled with his eyes, which were all I could see before his mouth crashed into mine in a fiery collision of lips and teeth and tongues. He tasted like expensive booze and chocolate and man. My hands went to his chest, hard and sculpted under his jacket, his heart raced, not slowing down to undress. Our bodies clung to each other and his mouth made love to mine while his fingers found their way inside my panties, sliding over my swollen, wet pussy. Back and forth he rubbed while his tongue plunged in and out of my mouth, drawing me closer and closer to the edge before backing off.

“Soon,” he moaned against my lips.

I couldn’t believe I was here, with him, doing this. “Yes . . .” I managed to cry out as two fingers slipped inside me, filling me up. I gripped his shoulders as his body pressed into mine, which meant his hand pressed against my clit, sending my body on a spiral of sensations I couldn’t control. I’d never felt this good, this out of control as an orgasm ripped through me and he swallowed the noise down, kissing me until my body went limp. “Fuck me, that was. . .shit, incredible.”

His deep laugh was amused and proud as he took a step back so I could see him fully. Deep blue eyes filling with masculine pride as he held up the two fingers that he’d just plunged deep inside me and—oh my fucking god!—put them in his mouth! He plucked them out and held them to my mouth. “Want a taste?”

I frowned and shook my head. “No, thanks.”

He shrugged and pulled me further inside the office, over to his desk. “Yeah, right here.” He took hold of my panties, smirking at the candy canes, and pulled them down my legs before he grabbed me by my waist and picked me up to sit me on his desk.

“What are you doing?” I didn’t know why I asked because I didn’t really care. My pussy was soaked and still pulsed with need.

“Testing out two separate theories,” he answered with a smug smile as he put his hand to my chest and forced me back. “Don’t look away.”

He sat in his chair, looking every inch the powerful businessman he was except for the festive tie hanging crookedly off his neck. One hand went to each of my thighs, spreading me wide so I was exposed to his view.

I wanted to feel self-conscious about being so open, so vulnerable but my pussy glistened and pulsed, proof of how turned on I was just by his heated gaze. Then his mouth was on me and I was pretty sure I died at least three times and went to heaven as he paid very thorough attention to my pussy. He licked and sucked my lips, sending a strange vibrating sensation through me. His lips and tongue and even his teeth worked in a coordinated effort to drive me wild. And it worked. I couldn’t look away as those blue eyes landed on mine and he nibbled on my clit, ratcheting my arousal up to about a nine million before he sucked me into his mouth and I flew apart in a frenzy of color and fireworks.

I grabbed his head and rode his face like a bronco, coming and shouting, “Holy shit! That was hot.” I could hear the awe but he deserved it.

Nick kissed up my body, pulling my dress down off my shoulders to show a little love to my tits, and just like that, I was ready to go again. He smiled, mouth shiny with my juices as he leaned in. “Kiss?”

I didn’t need to be asked again. I held his face in my hands and kissed him with my eyes closed even though I knew I shouldn’t. I should keep them open while this all worked out. I couldn’t get sucked in, no matter what. But I could kiss him, his mouth was perfect and kissing him was damn near a religious experience. He pulled back too soon. “We taste good together.”

“I thought you might see it that way.”

He was so cocky but so far, it was well earned.

“What was the second theory?”

Instead of answering, he took my hand and pulled it down the length of his chest to rest on his hard dick. It was long and hard—I gave it a squeeze—and thick. He wanted me to see how turned on he was by eating me out. “You can still say no, Harley. Anytime.”

Was it bad that I had a mini-orgasm at the way he growled my name? He was absolute perfection in my eyes, but even Nick Steele couldn’t move mountains. “I want to, but I don’t think I can.”

He stepped back, disappointed, but a gentleman. It was why I’d crushed on him so hard for the past six months.

“I understand.”

“I don’t think you do. I’m telling you I want to do this but I just came two times. Even with a battery powered cock I’ve never come more than twice in one night.” I should have been embarrassed to speak so frankly to him but the look in his eyes killed that idea.

He stepped closer, grinning in that macho way certain men have. Nick knew he was a catch and he wore his confidence like it was his due.

His wide shoulders and hard body were mouthwatering. When did a man like him have time to develop those muscles, I didn’t know, but I could get rich selling tickets to the show. The way he pumped his cock was hypnotic. He brought it closer, his other hand touching me, grazing gently across my skin, kneading my tits. Squeezing my nipples.

“Oh fuck!” He drew a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard and sinking his teeth in as his cock slowly entered me. I was wet, slick with arousal and he slid in easily. Slowly, but easily. One torturous inch after another, he pushed in while his mouth made dirty love to my nipple. He pushed right past the barrier, biting me to blur the pain and I was grateful even though I was so turned on, the pain only heightened it.

“You okay?”

I nodded, telling myself the soft look in his eyes didn’t matter. He was a nice guy, that’s all. “Fuck yeah, I’m okay. Don’t stop. Please.” I was crazy with lust and with the pain completely gone, I felt needy. Hungry. Greedy for him. His cock. All of it. My virginal sensibilities were obliterated by my need for him to fuck me.

“You sure you don’t think you can come again?” he asked playfully as his body rocked slowly in and out of mine, the sensation strange and satisfying as he filled me up. Teased me. He gave me everything I wanted, except another orgasm. I don’t know how many times he stroked into me, brought me to the brink of orgasm before he pulled back, but when he finally let me come, I felt like my body had been reduced to nothing but the atoms that made me whole.

“Okay, so you proved me wrong,” I panted, completely out of breath from the force of that orgasm even as Nick continued to thrust into me. He slowed his hips in concession to my sensitive state, but he never stopped.

“Say it again,” he demanded and hooked my legs over his forearms, holding on to my wrists so I was basically trapped beneath him. I should have exercised some caution but fuck me, it felt so good, so goddamn hot that all I could do was look deep into his eyes as he pounded into me. Hard and fast. Slow and torturous. And I liked all of it. Every fucking bit of it, the way he plowed hard and deep, using my body to find his own pleasure. It was a bigger turn on than I could have imagined and my pussy pulsed around him.

“You were right. I was wrong.”

He fucked me harder, my pussy grew wetter and my hips moved with the same urgency his did as we collided, rough and raw. Nick released me and palmed my tits, squeezing hard and he slammed harder and harder, sliding one hand down to my clit and pinching it. He thrust one final time, roaring my name as he came. “Harley! Fuck!”

His hips continued to move and his thumb and forefinger still held my clit in a punishing squeeze that pulled another orgasm from my weak, sweaty body. Legs heavy, he dropped down to the desk chair, taking me with him, causing powerful aftershocks as he slid even deeper into me. “My god!” My hungry pussy pulsed and flooded around him, making us both shiver. I fell forward and buried my face in his neck. Inhaling his scent and sucking a small patch of skin there just to have another taste of him.

I felt his cock thicken inside of me and I moaned. My body still hummed with desire and yeah, now I got it.

I understood the big deal about sex.

Really, really understood it.