“Who the hell do you think you are?” I demanded. “I am so sick of this superior act of yours. Why can’t you just listen to me and accept my decisions? Derek does. If you missed the memo, he asked me to work here. He recruited me. And he wants my ideas. He respects me enough to get my input. Who are you to question me all the goddamn time?”
Everything I’d kept pent up inside me for the last few weeks bubbled up and poured out of me. Noah stood there listening to me until I asked what turned out to be a fateful question.
“What did I ever do to you?”
In the next second, Noah’s hands were cupping my face, his mouth crushing mine. He pulled back and searched my eyes for an instant before diving in again. And then I was kissing him back, clinging to him, and he was pulling me along with him to one of the small rooms off the side. He kicked the door closed behind us.
I gasped for breath between kissing him, our hands roaming over each other in desperate gropes. I slid my hand in his shirt, running my fingertips across an impossibly hard stomach. The ridges and ripples of his tight skin over his muscular chest and abdomen only fueled my need for him. I tore at his shirt until it opened, and I could lay my eyes on the gorgeous body in front of me.
He was pressed against me, and I raised one leg to wrap around him, pulling him tighter into me. His thick, hard cock pressed into my core through his jeans, and I groaned as I began to trail my lips down his neck. I worked his belt open and then the button of his jeans. The sound of his zipper being loosened emboldened me, and I yanked his pants open.
While I worked on his jeans, Noah was removing my top, and suddenly I was standing there in just a bra while I wiggled his jeans down over his hips. He was wearing black boxer briefs, but the outline of his erect cock was visible through them, and I ran my palm over his length, gaining a groan from deep in his chest. He reached down to pull my chin back up and kiss me again. His hands reached behind me as his tongue slid in my mouth, and he undid my bra clasp.
I leaned back into the wall as his lips trailed down my neck to my chest. He took one breast into his mouth and sucked, his tongue flicking my nipple and causing me to gasp. While he did that, he yanked down on my pants, and I helped him wiggle them down to my ankles, sitting on the desk against the wall.
I expected him to wait until they were all the way off, but he didn’t. Instead, he dropped to his knees, pulling my legs up in the air and brushing his tongue through my folds. I cried out and clawed at the wall with one hand and the edge of the desk with the other. His powerful, wet tongue stroked my clit, and shivers rolled down my spine. A thick finger plunged into me as he flicked at my pearl. I felt myself losing control, and my toes curled as an explosive, sudden orgasm took over.
Shaking and gasping for breath, I looked down in awe at his incredible, muscular body as he stood up. Hooking the boxers with both thumbs, he shoved them down, and a massive, throbbing cock sprung out of them. I reached for him, stroking him as he neared my entrance. I stroked myself with his cock, wetting him and readying him for me. Scooting down so I was lying on the top of the desk, I lifted my legs up to rest my ankles on his shoulders. At some point my pants had come off one foot and hung loosely from the other.
Neither of us seemed to care.
Suddenly he drove himself into me, and I cried out. A searing mixture of stretching and pleasure overwhelmed me, and I clawed at his chest, digging my fingernails into him. He grunted as he fucked me, not waiting for me to adjust to his size. He took control, taking what he wanted without mercy. I gave control over willingly, letting myself release and focus only on the sensation of his thick, throbbing cock as it penetrated deep in my pussy.
He buried himself inside me, reaching down to put one hand behind my head and he curled over me. His hips did not relent as he continued his unstoppable rhythm. Our eyes locked on one another as he held me in place, holding my head up so our foreheads rested on one another. I felt my body giving way to him, molding to fit him and begging for more. My eyes rolled back into my skull as he pounded into me, his body only increasing in speed and intensity.