Love in Montana (De La Fuente Family 1)

He’d battled with calling her, but eventually his frustration had won out, and he’d called.

She was on her way down thinking that he needed to ask her something face-to-face. Little did she know that he planned to grab her the minute she walked through his office door, and fuck the life out of her over his desk.

The more he thought about it, the harder he got to the point that his dick was ready to punch through his pants. He needed to control the urge for a few more minutes until she stood before him, just in case someone else walked in. That last thought snapped his eyes open as they landed on the lock at the door. It would be bolted. He sure as hell wasn’t going to chance anyone using a key to get in once he’d locked the fucker.

His attention snagged on the click of heels that he could hear as the woman walked toward his office, the noise getting louder the closer they got. There was a tentative knock on his door before her beautiful blonde head popped around the corner.

Eric wasted no time as he tugged her into his office and slid the bolt shut with a satisfying click…no one was going to interrupt his enjoyment of this woman. Her gasp of surprise was caught in his mouth as he sealed them together with near desperation.

Once Sylvia caught on to the way they were going, he felt her hike her skirt up. He tore his mouth from hers and watched as she quickly shoved her thong down past her hips, and wiggled to get it free of her legs.

His one hand went to her pussy, his fingers rubbed through her arousal. His other hand went to his pants as he made quick work of them, and pushed them down his legs.

He wrapped his hand around his rigid shaft and stroked while he fingered her pussy. His arousal reached new heights, and the sensation trickled through his shaft to drip from the slit on the bulging head of his cock.

“Take your shirt off. I need to see your tits.”

Sylvia paused before the buttons were unfastened and the shirt and bra dropped to a chair.

“Beautiful.” His dick surged with need as he gazed at her swollen nipples. They were hard, prominent, cherry red, and they begged for his mouth. With his hands still busy, he leaned forward and captured one in his mouth. He lapped and sucked, their afternoon tryst about to end too soon as she writhed on his hand.

“No.” He let go of her, but had to reach out to steady her. “On my desk.” He panted, his hand pulled tight around his balls and base of his dick to prevent an early release. He was so fucking close. “I’ve been hard as fuck,” he turned her over his desk, and spread her legs, “since I came out of Sebastian’s office and saw you like this, but fully clothed, as you reached for something.” He spread her buttocks open to his view and nearly planted his ass on the floor with the weakness in his knees. He’d think about that later.

He bent his legs slightly, and wrapped his fist around his cock, as he guided his pulsing length between her thighs where he rubbed the tip against the hard bud of her clit. He spread her wider, and pushed home. The feel of her wet heat as she encompassed his shaft was like no other feeling he’d ever experienced.

Reaching for her hips, he raised her up on the desk and they both gasped when he sank balls deep. He slid his hands up her torso and filled his hands with her perfect tits, and then he was ready, but was she.

“I can’t go slow. I need to know you’re with me.”

“God, yes. Just move,” she groaned as her vaginal muscles clenched around him.

He slowly withdrew, and then he thrust hard. He couldn’t stop. His balls bounced against her clit every time he slammed home, her arousal coated him as she panted, moaned and thrashed, pinned under him.

The fire in his balls was ready to explode, but he needed her to come first or with him. All it took was a pinch to her hard nipples and she clenched around him so fucking hard that he saw stars. He grabbed her hips to keep her still, and slammed all the way in. His release burst from his dick in powerful streams of jizz.

His cock was on fire with sensation as he shallow pumped back and forth inside Sylvia, prolonging their orgasm before he finally came to a stop—exhausted.

Sweat dripped down his back as jizz dripped from the tip of his shaft when he gently withdrew and created a string of connection between them both.

He had to close his eyes because the sight of his cum connecting them caused him to harden all over again. They’d gotten away with it so far, but he didn’t want to push his luck. Plus, Sylvia might be sore after he pounded her into the desk.

Grabbing his shirt, he wiped his cock and between Sylvia’s legs before he carefully helped her up from the desk.

The blush coating her cheekbones, and the redness of her large tits, finished the job that the jizz had done. He was ready for round two.

Sylvia’s eyes widen at the sight and smirked, reaching out to him.

“No.” Eric knocked her away. “You touch me there and I’m going to take you again.” He inhaled and exhaled, his hands on his hips.

Sylvia looked him over and smirked. “You couldn’t even wait long enough to get your pants off.” She giggled, the sound going straight to his groin.

“Fuck.” He passed her shirt and bra to her, before he hitched his pants back up. He certainly hadn’t wanted to be restrained by his pants again, but he didn’t have much choice. Having an all afternoon lunch break wouldn’t go down too well on his first day of work, plus Sylvia would be missed.

Finally dressed, he pulled her back into his arms. “Zane wants help with something tonight.”

She wrapped her arms around him and smiled. “I promised Talya, I’d meet up with her.”

He felt relieved knowing that he wasn’t going to be abandoning her. Zane had asked him for help with his bike, and they usually had a few beers while they tinkered around.