Body Shots (Masters of Pleasure 2)

“I’m all for that,” he replied. “But first a taste. Something to hold me over.”

He held himself in check, giving her the ultimate decision. Her answer was pure Crystal.

She bit her lip and said, “I suppose it can’t hurt.”

“I like my dessert first anyway,” he murmured, as he went back to kissing her neck and feeling her lush ass. She had some damn sexy curves. Lush. He thought he heard her say his name, but it was so faint he couldn’t be certain. All he really knew was that she still had too many clothes on.

He lifted away from her. Now that he knew she wasn’t going to bolt for the door, he was willing to give her a few inches to breathe. He locked the office door, then said, “Take off your clothes for me. I need to see you.”

Crystal blushed. She’d been brave enough to seek him out, but apparently that was as far as her bravery went. She had such a soft inner core that had Mac feeling fiercely protective.

She quickly got herself under control and started to undress, her movements uncontrived. She was a beauty, but so untutored, as he’d found out firsthand when they’d had sex. A few straps

wrapped around Crystal’s smooth hips connected in the center by a vee was all that made up her panties. The vee happened to be blue, and see-through. Mac could see her tempting curls beneath and he could make out the sweet nub of her clitoris. He yearned to lean toward her and give her a good, long lick. He could smell her scent already, a potent combination of dewy arousal and eagerness.

The matching bra she wore was enough to entice him into a horny stupor. And, like a fucking missile, his dick pushed against the zipper of his fly in a lame attempt to get up close and personal with Crystal’s hot body. Soon, she was nude and nothing kept him from her creamy perfection.

Mac couldn’t sit still and not touch. Reaching out, he grabbed Crystal by the hips and scooted her closer. She let him have his way, a sassy smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

“Are you turned on, angel?”

“Very much. And watching your eyes heat up and your body go all hard for me is making it worse.”

“Come here then, and I’ll make it all better.” He pulled her out of the chair and took the seat himself, then sat her onto his lap.

Mac kissed her as if he had all day to drown himself in her flavor. He wanted her with a wild sort of eagerness that made him almost angry. It wasn’t normal to want a woman as badly as he wanted Crystal. She sighed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and opened her mouth for his demanding tongue. Not taking a chance she might disappear like the ethereal being she seemed to be, Mac slipped between her lips and tasted every inch of her dark passion. Crystal moaned and he pushed upward, letting her feel the hard length of his arousal against her bare ass. God, he wanted her. Needed her.

He leaned into her, took one protruding nipple into his mouth, and sucked, hard. Crystal grabbed the back of his head and held him against the fleshy orb. She was every bit as anxious as he was for this. Done with playing it safe, Mac let one hand slip down her body to cup her mound, swiftly sinking two thick fingers all the way into her tight, wet heat.

“Mac!” Crystal shouted. He lifted away from her long enough to see the wide-eyed need on her face. He took her other breast, biting and sucking, while his thumb played over her hard clitoris. Crystal moved against his hand, fucking his fingers until suddenly she was crying out his name, her body squeezing and contracting as she came long and hard.

He let her ride out the feelings before he slipped his fingers free of her and stood. His hands went to his belt, gauging Crystal’s reaction as he pulled his cock free. When she licked her lips as if imagining his taste, a drop of fluid appeared at the tip. The sight of her standing there so ready and anxious for him sent Mac over the edge.

He clutched her hips and turned her around so she faced the desk. “Grab hold of the edge, angel,” Mac said as he pulled a condom out of his wallet and rolled it on. He took Crystal’s ass in his hands and spread her wide, her glistening folds opening, inviting him in. “Now,” Mac growled, as he entered her in one smooth stroke, extracting a husky moan from her.

“You and I fit together perfectly. Remember that,” Mac said, as he leaned over her, bracing his arms on the desk beside her, caging her in, and bit her shoulder.

Crystal pushed her hips backward, seeking more of him. “Deeper, Mac, please. I need you.”

“I’ve been going crazy for you,” he told her. “You have no idea.”

“Then stop torturing us both and take me,” she said in a rough whisper.

He smiled, a rumble of primal male satisfaction rising. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”

Then he gave it to her, fucking her hard and fast and with a furious need to leave his mark on her. He wanted every other man to know she belonged to him. His cock swelled as he thrust into her over and over. He reached around to her front and flicked a thumb around her clit, igniting her passion all over again.

Crystal went up in flames, pushing against him. Her hand came to rest over his on her mound as she fragmented and shattered. Mac moved faster, thrusting once, twice, until finally he burst wide and filled her.

He took his other hand off the desk and stroked her hair away from her face. Both of them were sweating and shaky. Crystal tilted her head sideways, giving him her mouth for a kiss. He took it, softly, lingeringly, before releasing her and pulling out of her. Mac fixed his clothes then turned Crystal around and helped her with hers. A soft smile lit her face, making him wonder what she was thinking. “So, lunch?”

She laughed. “I’m famished.”

“Good, because I know a great Italian place. Best Alfredo in the world.”

“Great,” she said. “I don’t have a lot of time because I’m supposed to meet Mollie. We’re going apartment hunting.”

He unlocked the office door, then turned to grab his keys and cell phone off the desk. “Mollie is the woman you were with the night we first met?”