CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Chad
I'm done trying to fight my feelings. I know what I want. And what I want more than anything is Emma. I've had two months to figure out how I feel. Since the last time I saw her after our wonderful night together on the beach, I've thought about Emma every single fucking day. Seeing her now, having Emma right here in front of me just makes me want her even more. She's so fucking beautiful. Sure, there are plenty of hot, sexy, and cute women in the world. But I've never met someone with such outer and inner beauty as Emma. She's one of a kind and I want her all to myself.
She looks so fucking good. I can't take my eyes off her. Emma's even more gorgeous in person than she's been in my mind for the past two months. I just wanna rip her clothes off and fuck her right here in her office. The shades are down and the door is locked, not that I care. I'd fuck Emma in the middle of Fit World right where everyone could see us. I don't give a fuck. She's more conservative, though. It's yet another thing that I like about her. Emma's a bit reserved. Shy, even. Not like all the fitness sluts that constantly throw themselves at me. Emma's different in every way and it drives me fucking crazy in the best possible way.
“You have no idea how good that makes me feel,” she finally answers after a long pause. “I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either, Chad. I thought for sure you'd forgotten about me and were fucking your way around the country. To hear that you feel the same way about me that I feel about you... Well, it makes me happy, Chad. Really, really happy.”
“And you make me happy, Emma. Really, really happy. Happier than any other woman's ever made me feel. I know we've only been out a couple times, but it's enough to know that there's something special between the two of us. Something real. I'd be an idiot not to see where it goes. But right now, I'm not thinking about our future. All I can think about is how fucking sexy you look.”
Before Emma can reply, I grab her face and start kissing her, wildly and passionately. Her lips taste just as delicious as I'd remembered them while I was on the road. She wraps her arms tightly around my body and I push hers against the wall. With every passing second, my cock gets harder and harder. Two months is a long time. I feel like a volcano that's long overdue for a serious eruption.
“I missed you, Chad,” she says between kisses.
“I missed you so fucking much,” I reply, then grab Emma's ass. “Every inch of you.”
“Then why don't you give me every inch of you.”
Now I'm as hard as a rock. Emma and I begin tearing each others' clothes off in the middle of her office. My adrenaline's pumping and I can practically feel the testosterone coursing through my veins. I want her. I need her. With every article of clothing that comes off, Emma looks sexier and sexier. Before long, we're both completely naked.
“I don't know how it's possible,” I say, “but you look even hotter than I remember.”
“Not you,” she replies.
“Oh?”
“You're exactly as sexy as I remember,” Emma says and smiles.
I pull Emma's gorgeous body against mine and we start kissing again. With our lips locked, bodies entwined, we step our way over to her desk. I'm about to throw all her stuff off of it, but she grabs my arm and stops me before I do.
“Wait, wait, wait!” she says.
Emma carefully moves her computer and a few other important items off her desk.
“Okay,” she continues. “Now you can dramatically wipe everything off the desk like we're in a movie.”
“Awesome. I've always wanted to do this.”
With one wild swing of my arm, I push everything off the desk. It's incredibly satisfying. My eyes meet Emma's and we both laugh. Then I pick her up and plant her ass on top of the desk. After another quick kiss, I spread her legs and get between them.
“Ever have sex on a desk?” I ask.
“No, but I'm guessing you have.”
“I haven't, actually. But I've always wanted to.”
“You wanna know something?”
“What?”
“I've fantasized about this exact scenario, you coming into my office and having sex with me on top of my desk.”
“Oh, we're not having sex right now. We're fucking. It's been two long, lonely months.”
“Call it what you want, you handsome fitness stud. Now stick that rock-hard cock inside me.”
Emma grabs my dick and pulls it to her pussy. She rubs the tip up and down the lips, getting it nice and wet. I love it when Emma gets aggressive and takes the initiative with me. It turns me on beyond words. I know that she's probably never been that way with any other guy and I love it. I bring it out of her and that drives me fucking wild.
I press my cock into Emma's pussy and we both moan at the same time. I've missed the sound of her sexy bedroom voice. Well, office voice in this case. My cock slides right into Emma's wet pussy. After giving it a few gentle thrusts, getting my cock nice and lubricated with Emma's delicious juices, I start fucking her hard.
“Mmmmmm,” she moans.
Our eyes meet as I'm fucking her on top of the desk. I've missed this woman so fucking much. Not just the sex, though. Definitely the sex, but not just the sex. Everything about her drives me wild. She looks so sexy laying on her desk, legs wrapped around my body, taking my cock in and out of her pussy. I know that I won't be lasting very long and I'm okay with that. Emma's got another client coming in soon and I've got clients of my own to see this afternoon.
As much fun as I always have on the road, it's good to be back. Back in town, back with Emma, and back inside Emma. I'm experiencing a new level of happiness that I've never felt before. And it's not just because my dick's sliding in and out of a gorgeous woman. This is real, all-around happiness. For the first time in my entire life, I feel whole. Complete. And also like I'm gonna bust a nut in about two minutes.