Instant Obsession (Best Friends Duet 2)

We had raunchy sex on his desk as he promised me that I’m the only one that gets that part of him. Hell, he has no idea how sexy that is when he lets go of that control, but I like to show him often.

Barging through the door, he’s on his computer in the middle of a conference call. His eyes are on me, but he’s still talking to the guy on the other end. I pout and slam the door closed.

He hits the mute button and says, “Addison what are you doing here?”

“I’m peeved at you, Mr. Bryant.”

“And?” he says with a look of indifference. “I’m on a call. Now if you can’t behave and wait your turn, I’m going to have to punish you.”

They ask him a question, so he hits the unmute button and says, “Four percent.” Damn he’s good. Now it’s my turn to make sure he can’t think at all. Muting it again, he crooks his finger at me. I move toward him, dropping my coat on the way. My body’s changed a lot over the past ten years, but my husband finds the extra fifteen pounds sexy. He presses the end call button. “I’ve had enough.”

“Knees, wife.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Bryant, but I’m not in the mood to take orders from you.”

“Oh, let me fix that.” He stands up, his slacks tented, and he stalks around his desk to me. I’m shaking with need. Over the past ten years, my husband has grown even more dominant. If I fight him on anything, I get the heated warning that I’m going to be thoroughly fucked and begging for more. Even with three kids and a surprise fourth on the way, we can’t keep our hands off each other.

He stands in front of me. “Wife, what did I say? Take him out.” My pussy’s drenched. “You came barging into my office you must need something and I’m going to give it to you.” I bite my lip, getting so wet with every steely word that passes his clenched jaw. “Take him out.”

I run my hand over his bulge, watching the way he swallows hard. Then I skim the zipper, teasing him until I finally free his thick shaft from its confines. Dropping to my knees, I cup his balls with one hand and the other strokes his cock, pulling the bead of cum to the tip. My tongue does circles around the big boy. Sucking him furiously until I can’t even breathe. His hand slides into my hair, holding it roughly while he stares down at the way I feast on him.

“Enough.” He lifts me off the floor, carrying me to the desk, kicking a chair out of the way, and then sliding everything off of the surface. His hands cup my ass under my dress, and he tears my panties right off of me, bringing them to his nose and breathing my desire in. “Mine.”

“Yours,” I whimper, needing the relief he can only bring. He thrusts into me hard and fast, kissing and sucking on my lips until I lean back, giving him access to my low cut dress.

“I love your tits.” He yanks the material down and sucks my taut nipple into his mouth while he grabs my ass and drills me. I cry out because they’re super sensitive and he shoots his load. I fly off with him, coming on his cock and all over his desk.

“Mrs. Bryant, you’re pregnant again, aren’t you?” He plucked at my breasts, causing the slightest bit of pain.

“That hurts you jerk,” I bite out, clenching my pussy in the process to drive him nuts.

“You love this jerk.”

“Yes I do. Take a half day and make love to me.”

“What about the kids?”

“Grandpa’s got them.”

“Then what are we doing wasting time here? It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked you in the Bahamas.”

“Bags are already in the limo, Mr. Bryant.”

“Did I ever tell you that you make one hell of a personal assistant?”

“Every single day.”

“Good, now clean up my desk while I close up shop before I spank your ass. I don’t want anyone touching your release.”

“Fine.” I go into the closet and grab his personal cleaning supplies and start rearranging his closet again. I feel his breath before I hear him. “God, you drive me nuts.”

“And you live for it.”

“That I do.”

Ten minutes later, I find myself over his shoulder with his suit jacket covering my ass as he carries me out of the building. I don’t know who’s more obsessed with who, but I love testing it out.

THE END