Robert pulls my skirt down, letting it fall to the floor with my shirt and bra. His fingers find my panties and pull them to the side, plunging three deep into my wet slit.
“Oh, my God, yes!” is my delighted squeal. My head flies back as pleasure rockets through me.
I use my idle hands to unbutton his shirt and slide it off his broad shoulders. During our trysts, he’s never been fully naked, and suddenly I’m consumed with a burning desire to see that god-like body. I kiss his neck desperately while he fingers me. He clearly works out because his abs are perfectly defined, that stomach taut and tight. After I’ve explored his chest, I fumble with his belt.
“Please,” I breathe. “I need it.”
The alpha male’s cobalt gaze catches mine.
“It’s yours, sweetheart. Just wet your hand a little. That’s it. Just like that.”
I spit into my hand and palm his throbbing member, sliding up and down. Robert groans into my neck. “That feels so fucking good, baby. Keep doing that.”
“Unnh,” I breathe, feeling my orgasm close in as he drills my twat with his digits. “I’m going to come too.”
I expect Robert to pull his fingers out of me the way he has the last couple of times, but he doesn’t. “Come then, baby,” he murmurs. “Come on my hand.”
His words send me over the edge. I shudder on his desk, my insides quaking around his fingers. Heat rockets through my entire frame as my pussy clamps and clenches, a scream bursting from my throat. But he hasn’t come, and my hand slides up and down his cock furiously.
“I want to be inside you now,” he growls, blue eyes intense. “Are you ready?”
My pussy is still sensitive, but I nod anyway. If coming on his hand felt that good, I can’t wait to feel his cock in me again.
“Fuck me, Robert. Please. Use my body for your pleasure. My pussy is yours.”
A maniacal grin crosses his face upon hearing the dirty words, and in one swift stroke, he’s buried all the way into my soaking wet snatch. He doesn’t miss a beat, thrusting in and out of me like a powerful piston.
“Oh, fuck!” I squeal. “Keep going. You feel so good.”
“You’re so tight, baby. So fucking tight,” he rasps, hips swinging back and forth, his balls slapping against my ass. “Fuck you’re so tiny.”
I’m about to agree, to beg Robert to never stop filling me up with his giant cock, when suddenly the door bursts open.
“What the fuck?” Robert yells, still buried balls deep in me. But it’s too late because the man’s already starting to come, and hot gusts of bubbly white explode in my fertile channel. “Fuuuuuck,” he grunts, his dick twitching as those balls drain dry. “Fuck!”
Th intruder isn’t even embarrassed.
“I’m so sorry,” a feminine voice says snidely. “I should have knocked.”
“Julie,” Robert starts, but she slams the door before he has the chance to finish his sentence.
“Shit,” he repeats. He pulls out of me, massive cock dripping with a mix of our juices. “This is bad.”
I sit there, unable to move for a moment, pussy still dripping his cum. But then my body flies into motion. I step away from Robert to hastily slip my skirt and shirt back on.
“How could you not lock your door?” I whisper-scream with horror. “Why don’t your employees knock?”
“I have an open-door policy, usually,” he says, shrugging like it’s not his fault. “It’s not like I normally have sex with authors on my desk.”
“Well, at least I’m special,” I say bitterly.
“Elisa, come on. I’ll talk to her. She won’t say anything.”
I snort in an unladylike manner. “You really expect me to believe she hasn’t already told everyone out there that you’re banging your new acquisition right now?”
Robert sighs. He puts his pants back on and sits against his desk. “You’re right. But I’m the boss. I can change the rules.”
I’m already shaking my head before he finishes. “If you can change the rules, you would have already. This isn’t the first time we’ve done this. It’s the second. No make that the third.”
He reaches for me. “Elisa, come on.”
“No,” I retort, avoiding him. “I can’t do this. What if the board tells you to take back the offer on my book?”
He lets out a wry smile.
“You signed a contract. The ink’s already dry. Trust me, that won’t happen for a number of legal reasons.”
My laugh holds a brittle tone. “Your board could just tell you to screw it and eat the cost. And then I’d be ruined. Who would want to publish my book after they find out what happened here?”
He rolls his eyes and it infuriates me.
“No one will find out!” he says calmly.
But panic is rising in my chest as I feel my dreams slipping between my fingers. “It’s probably trending already on social media! Hot new author fucks publisher, gets her book pulled.”