“Talk to me,” he said, nuzzling my neck.
“I’m still a bit insecure when it comes to you, Dean, and I need you to fuck it out of me right now, once and for all.”
“Ah, I see.” He lifted me off his lap, standing me up in front of him then pressed the phone to reach his service. “Reschedule my one o’clock—” he looked at me and grinned “—and my two o’clock.” I stood there trembling, still full of adrenaline from the fear of the last few minutes.
“Dally,” he scolded, sliding my blouse over my head, “I’ve proved my love over and over again.” He said taking my lips in a suggestive kiss before backing away.
“I know, Dean. You don’t think I know how ridiculous I’m being? Trust me, I know how pathetic it is,” I said, watching him trail kisses along my bra seam and licking his way across my chest. “I just can’t wait until you start balding, or grow hair in strange places so I don’t have to worry about it anymore.” He paused on my chest and burst out laughing as I joined him, half-naked on his desk.
“I was a free man for minutes when you burst in here demanding sex,” he said, unbuttoning my slacks. “So I guess I’m still a hot commodity.” I pulled away from him as he unclasped my bra with a grin. “No you were not a free man and that’s not funny. If you hadn’t been such a damned whore since I met you this wouldn’t be an issue.”
“Hmm, you’re a sexy woman when you get jealous,” he said wrapping his lips around my now free nipple and tonguing and biting gently. I tilted my head back as he pulled my slacks down, leaving me in my panties. “Fuck this is hot. You naked on my desk is going to ruin the rest of my consults. I won’t be able to think of anything else.”
He put one foot on each one of the armrests on his chair and he looked up at me with fire in his eyes. I moaned as he brought his hands up, massaging my legs on either side and stopped short of my sex. My breathing escalated as he said nothing. It was a thing I had discovered in my time with Dean. The more turned on he got the quieter he got and the more clipped orders he gave. I loved it and it let me know right now I had all of his attention. He spread my legs as he dipped in, leaving a hot trail over the tip of my thin panties with his tongue. I reached for his hair and he caught my wrists, refusing to let me touch him as his tongue glided up and down my covered slit, driving my moans.
Still gripping my wrists, he brought them up to each side of my head then clasped my hands above me, sitting back down again, taking my underwear with him so I was exposed in front of him.
He leaned in, licking and sucking me until I was close to the edge. I caught his eyes on me as he plunged his tongue inside. I gasped out his name and saw his devilish grin. I loved that grin. I was in for it. He flipped me on his desk and laid me flat as he spread and licked me from top to bottom. I gripped the edge of his desk as his fingers and tongue plunged into me and he slipped his pinky in my puckered, untouched entrance. I screamed out for the entire floor as I came hard in his mouth. He moaned as I bucked and rode his tongue. I loved the sound of his moan because it meant he was losing control. When he’d had his fill, he moved around his desk quickly as I lay there spread and spent.
“Open, baby.” I heard the zip and looked up as I licked my lips. He cupped my head thrusting himself in my mouth. I moaned again instantly, ready to return his favor. I cupped his sac and looked into his eyes as he shut them briefly, moving in and out my mouth. He reached out massaging my back with his open hands bringing them up to stroke my face sweetly as I sucked and licked and drew another moan from him.
“Stop,” he said pulling himself from me. My sex was drenched as he took himself in his hand and stroked a few times. I got on all fours and waited as he watched me.
“Right here,” he said tapping the edge of his desk. I brought my entrance to him as he had asked. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and I waited on him, knowing better than to beg. It had never worked. He licked his thumb, massaging my puckered backside as my eyes widened and he thrust into me with both his thumb and his length. I was blinded by ecstasy as he pounded into me. I watched his muscles flex as he moved his hips, mouth parted.
He slowed his pace as he hit my spot repeatedly once, then twice, pulling himself all the way out and then sliding in full thrust to hit it again.
He worked me over completely, and when he decided I’d had enough, his eyes and voice commanded me. “Come, Dallas.” I clinched when he rubbed my G-spot repeatedly then screamed out in surprised as his finger plunged deep inside that forbidden place. I was suddenly gripped with a completely different orgasm. Dean came with me and I heard his praises as my body ripped into another wave. I lay there with my mind completely blown and my eyes wide.
“What in the hell was that, Dean?” He scooped me into his arms and sat us on the couch in his office, both of us completely wasted on each other. He took my mouth into a deep kiss and I thrust my hands into his hair, letting him explore me until he had his fill.
“That was me fucking away the past, Dallas. Now I’m going to make love to my future.” He took my mouth gently, easing me beneath him. “I love you, Dally.”
As far as I could tell, my future looked bright and my vagina would be speaking in tongues.
“Dean! I can’t find my necklace!” I raced into the bedroom. “I am positive I put it on the bathroom counter last night. I can’t find it!” I said in a panic. He remained in bed, having come in late last night from a delivery.
“Do you have to yell? It was a full moon last night. I delivered three babies!” He protested with a groan throwing a pillow over his face.
“Dean,” my voice shook. “Oh, God, what if it fell in the sink!” I quickly made my way to my kitchen, grabbing my toolbox and ran back to the bathroom. I took the wrench out and the damn thing hit the floor with its weight. I lifted the twenty-pound tool as I maneuvered myself under the sink and quickly started cursing when the capping would not move.
“Babe, I’m freaking out here. Please come and help me.”
I saw Dean’s pajama clad legs first as he squatted under the cabinet to peer at me with a smile. God, he was gorgeous. Would I ever get used to it?
“What the hell are you doing?” He chuckled.
“My necklace! Weren’t you listening to me! I can’t lose…I love it. He opened his hand to reveal my necklace dangling from his fingers.
“You shit! You had it! God!” I dropped the wrench, shimmying out of the cabinet, then stood glaring at him. He closed his hand quickly then walked out of the bathroom just as I reached for it.
“Give it to me. I need to get going. That wasn’t fun—”
I paused when he turned back to me quickly and hit his knee. “I’m going to give you a choice.” I took in his appearance, noting his sexy, sleepy, dazzling smile, beautifully sculpted bare chest and disheveled hair. The look on his face was filled with awe and love just for me. He reached over to the bed and pulled the box from underneath my pillow. He scrunched his nose at me, knowing I realized I had screwed up his surprise proposal.
Of course, it was under the pillow.
“I had back up,” he winked. My heart exploded as he grabbed my hand. “You were never supposed to have that damned necklace this long. It was a promise for something more.” He opened the box, but I didn’t bother looking at the ring. I was way too interested in the man that was watching me, eager for words I had waited years to hear, filled with all the love my heart could hold.