The Distance Between Us (MAC Security 3)

My mouth opens to give him a smartass reply but I close it, deciding that it’s probably better not to say anything at all.

He winks and walks past me just as Charlie grabs my forearm and pulls me into his office, closing his door and shutting his blinds before turning back to me.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, shoving his hands onto his hips.

I swallow past the lump in my throat and close my eyes, collecting myself. Pretend he wasn’t here.

“Well, I came to show you something.” My voice is soft and I know that I’m not fully here and in the moment yet.

“And?” He raises a brow, walking to this desk and leaning on the edge of it.

I take a breath and shake my head a little, lifting my hands to the buttons on my coat and undoing them one by one, watching as his eyes widen and watch me with intensity.

“I got kind of sick and tired of waiting, so I thought I’d take things into my own hands,” I say, letting my coat slide down my arms and onto the floor, feeling more like me again and determined to stick with my plan.

His hands grip onto the desk causing his knuckles to turn white. “Fuck.”

I step forward so that I’m so close I’m nearly touching him and put my hands over his, lifting them off the desk and placing them on my hips.

“I need you, Charlie. I need you to touch me... here.” I lift his hand to my breast and then his other to my pussy. “And here.”

“Jesus, you’re soaking wet.”

I moan as his fingers pull the lace material aside and his finger swipes up my slit, touching that sweet spot and circling my clit.

“We shouldn’t do this yet, but fuck, I can’t stop now,” he growls.

His hand pulls away and reaches around the back of my bra, pulling it open and letting it drop to the floor as he frees my breasts. His hands move up and he cups them, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples which has my head leaning back and my eyes closing as I let out a small moan.

He runs his hand down my arm and to my hand as he stands up, leading me around his desk.

He sits down in his chair and tilts his head to his desk. “Sit.”

I lift up and open my legs so that they’re either side of him as his hands whisper down my legs, leaving goose bumps in their wake and down to my heels, lifting them up and placing them on his thighs as he pushes my legs apart. He hooks his hands inside my panties and rips them straight off my body.

“You won’t be needing those.” He smirks, placing his hand on my stomach and pushing me back on his desk.

I lean back on my elbows and watch as his tongue licks across his bottom lip. Moving forward, he places his hands either side of my pussy and dips his head, sucking on my clit then doing one slow, long lick.

“Fuck me,” I groan.

“Oh, I intend to,” he chuckles.

He dips his head again, sucking and licking until I can’t take it anymore and I grab his hair, widening my legs to try and get him closer.

He all of a sudden pulls back, standing up and pulling the fly down on his jeans, lining his dick up to my entrance and pushing inside me, deliciously slow. I groan so loud that he covers my mouth with his hand, bringing his face down to mine.

“Shhhh,” he chuckles, lifting back up and pulling me back up with him. “Fuck, I’ve missed your pussy.”

“Fuck me,” I grit out, needing more of him, more of this.

His jaw clenches and he pumps inside me harder, pistoning his hips in a bruising rhythm before reaching down and circling my clit with his thumb.

“I’m close,” I gasp, starting to feel the tingles shoot through me.

“That’s it, baby. Come on my dick.”

I moan at his words and close my eyes as the sparks fly through me, the intensity and force of my orgasm causing my back to bow and my chest to lift right into Charlie’s face.