“He’s in his office. Are you looking for a consultation?” The blonde is beautiful and looks like she could bench-press a Buick if need be.
“He’s expecting me,” I tell her and smile as I pick up a pen and tap it on the counter. Hell, I’m nervous. I fidget when I’m nervous. When she picks up the phone and presses one of the twenty buttons all while keeping her eyes locked on me, I feel the need to tell her my name. “It’s Skye—Jaden knows me.”
Hearing a door open just down the hall, I’m surprised to see Jaden heading straight for me. I wonder if Becky—it says on her name tag…I wonder if Becky sees what I see in Jaden’s eyes when he approaches me? Maybe I’m seeing shit. After all, Becky looks more like his type than I do.
“Good thing you showed up,” he says, and I don’t have to feign my surprise when he reaches for my hand and leads me back down the hallway. Becky watches our every step up until Jaden opens the door to his office. He all but pushes me inside before shutting the door with an audible click of the lock.
“Do you mind?” I ask. “Don’t push me around, asshole.”
His boisterous laughter echoes in the small room. “Do I mind?” I step in front of his desk and watch him as he leans against the door he just locked wearing the stupidest smirk on his face. “I do mind.” He steps closer. “I mind a helluva lot.” Another step, which causes me to back up against the cold metal desk. “You wanna know what I mind, Skye?” All I can do is nod as he reaches up, slips his right hand into my hair, and pulls it tight. “I fucking mind you avoiding me all week.” Then, his mouth is crushing mine, and when he pulls away, I gasp for the breath he stole.
“Don’t you fucking kiss me? I don’t even know you.” I spit out as I attempt to pull my head free from his grasp.
“You know me. You know what I sound like when I come, and I know exactly how you sound when you finger fuck yourself—”
“Shut-up!”
He smiles at me like some fucking psycho. “I know exactly how your fingers sound going in and out of your dripping snatch too.” I can feel embarrassment cover my entire being, and I regret coming here, but then he kisses me again.
I haven’t been kissed like this in well…ever. His teeth nip my bottom lip, and suddenly, my mouth is battling his in a fight for dominance. He wants to be kissed? I’ll fucking kiss him—I’ll kiss the fuck out of him.
“I need to fuck you.” That’s all he says as his free hand drops to the button on my jeans. I think about fighting him—stopping him…but I don’t. No, I let him pop the button on my jeans and then, I let him lower my zipper.
WHAT AM I DOING?
In seconds, he’s pulling my jeans down my legs, and as I step out of them, I realize I’ve handed over complete control to him. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you come twice.” I watch as he drops his own pants to his knees. “Just like you did the other night on the phone—”
“Shut-up!” I’m going to do this—we’re going to do this, but I don’t want to listen to him. Without another word, he turns me around and pushes me down on the cold desktop. I should be pissed being manhandled like this, but I’m not. Not even close. When his fingers breech the black lace of my panties, I turn and whisper. “Condom—we need a condom!” I feel his whole body press against me when he leans over me to reach just inside the top desk drawer and pull out the foil package. I’m not even going to think about why he’s got them so accessible. His cock is pressed tight between my ass cheeks, and fuck, if it doesn’t get me hotter.
“You’re ready. Fuck! You’re thighs are getting wet.” He’s right, but still, I just want him to shut his mouth and fuck me already.
Lining up his cock-head against my pussy, he takes my wrists in his hands and pulls me back until it hurts. Fuck, it really hurts.
“Skye, look at me when I shove my cock into you.” I ignore his words and bite my lip to keep from screaming at him to just fuck me. “Look at me, goddammit!”
Turning my head and looking over my shoulder, I snap. “Fine, I’m looking at you!”
Jaden says nothing else when he rams into me with a force that shocks me. I cry out when I feel him slam home. Fuck, that stung but it’s a good sting. His eyes look hazy and unfocused; they resemble just how I feel. “That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”
“Fuck, that really hurt!” Sucking in a breath. “Do it again.” Putting my heated forehead on the cold surface, it distracts me briefly from the burning between my thighs. He says something, maybe asked me something, but his words aren’t clear, and I don’t want to talk to him. “Shut up and fuck me,” I pant.
He slams into me hard. “Don’t tell me to shut up, sweetheart.”
I don’t know why I have this need to irritate him, but it’s almost like I can’t control it. “Shut up, sweetheart,” I say snidely, and the smile that follows isn’t forced—it isn’t fake.
Pulling my arms back harder, he responds with thrusts that are so violent that I almost tell him to stop…almost. God, I know this is sick, but I welcome each hard slap that our bodies make, and I crave each sweet burn when his cock hits me so deep I fear I won’t be able to walk later. The desk slides each time his groin meets my ass, and I have to stop myself from begging for more, pleading with him not to stop.
“Come for me, Skye,” he commands.
I risk looking back at him and his skin is flushed, there’s sweat running down his face and his mouth is clenched in a tight line. From this angle, he looks almost scary…dangerous but still so fucking hot.
His eyes lock on mine, and the crack of his hand on my ass shocks me in more than one way. First, I’ve never been spanked before and it has me about to come. “I knew you were one of those girls.” Dammit! He says that again, but I’m too far gone to even give a shit about what he’s talking about. “Come, Skye—fucking come now!” His voice is deep and hoarse as he demands my orgasm. This time he smacks me harder and in a different place. My body immediately begins to clench, tighten, and spasm.
“Oh fuck me!” I shout just before he releases my wrists and layers his body over mine to grip the other side of the desk.
“I am fucking you!” He uses his grip on the desk for leverage as he thrusts three more times before grunting in my ear as he comes. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel each pulse even trapped inside the latex. God, what I wouldn’t give to feel him come inside of me without the barrier.
What in the hell did I just do—what did we just do?
Chapter Nine
**Jaden**
I pull my dick from her body, and I’ve never regretted anything more. Her body is still shuddering with the aftershocks of her amazing climax, which gripped my dick like a fucking vise. Goddamn. I’ve never been inside a tighter pussy. Yeah, there goes my idea of fucking out this crazy attraction I have to her. Right now? Right the hell now, I know that there’s no fucking way I’m walking away from her after just once. Gimme a minute, and I’ll be ready for a repeat.
Nobody has ever fought me so much. But, that only made her surrender twice as sweet. That mouth—that sassy mouth has me waiting not so patiently for the day I get my dick in it.
Pulling the condom off, I’m amazed at the amount filling the tip of the latex balloon. Jesus, had I ever come so much? That thought has my mind going places immediately. Like Skye on her knees, her tits covered with my come and I can already tell she’s one of those girls that would get off with me painting that pretty face of hers too.