101 EROTICA STORIES (29 page)

“I think you’ve seen enough,” she said through gritted teeth.

“I don’t think I’ve much at all.”

“You need to leave,” she said evenly, planting her feet firmly on the floor, trying to push her chair back with a kick.

“I think I’ve had enough of you bossing me around for one day.”

“Bossing around? I was just doing my job.”

“You’re not working now, babe. But how about I get you into some positions? Turnabout is fair play after all. Would you like that?”

She swallowed thickly as he finished talking, hoping that he couldn’t hear how hard her heart was beating against her chest with how close he was as he continued to lean over her shoulder. She turned slightly in her chair, ready to give the huge man an earful about calling her babe and the implications of his words. But before a sound could leave her mouth, she felt his lips crash upon hers. His teeth tugged on her bottom lip, gently sucking on the tender flesh. Her mind was screaming at her to stop but the moan that ripped through her throat left her bare as to how she truly felt about the sudden kiss.

His tongue traced the seam of her lips before it delved into her mouth, tasting her for the first time. Her small hands gripped onto the desk, able to do nothing but hold on for her life as he devoured her. He pulled back moments later, leaving her dazed and panting for air, unable to comprehend what had just happened. The aching between her legs intensified as she saw how Joe’s eyes had changed, his green orbs turned on her with a smoldering gaze.

“You’re beautiful,” he said huskily. She shook her head and turned her gaze away from him. One of his big hands cupped the side of her face and gently turned her head back to face him. He reached up into her hair and tugged at the band that held it up, pulling her brown locks free. He watched as it gently fell to frame her face and fall over her shoulders. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I saw you and your attitude.”

“I don’t have an attitude,” she said, frowning up at him.

“I like it,” he said with a smirk. His eyes travelled back down to her wet pink lips for a second before finding her eyes once again. She wanted him – she had wanted him as soon as she had heard his New England drawl and got the first glimpse at his naked torso. She stood up from her chair and pushed a hand against his wide chest, creating some space between them. She slipped past him to stand in front of the desk, running a hand through her hair and letting out a deep breath. When she woke up that morning to accept this job at the last minute, this was far from what she was expecting to happen. She had to be dreaming.

Joe moved between her and the door, blocking off her only way out of the room. Any rational thoughts were now long gone as she reached out for him, long slender fingers running up his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath the soft cotton of his shirt. He smirked as her dainty hands explored his body.

“I don’t usually do this.”

“You don’t usually do what?”

“This,” she repeated, her voice a little louder and firmer than before. She shook her head and pressed her fingers against her temples. He pulled her hands down, his large hands keeping a firm but gentle grip around her wrists.

He pulled her hard against his body and lowered his lips to her ear. “Let yourself go, babe.”

His tongue darted out and licked her neck before planting a kiss in the same spot. He kissed up her jaw line and back to her lips. She ran her hands up his arms, her needy fingers clawing at his muscles. She wanted to feel the body that she had only had the pleasure of capturing on camera. She wanted to know what his skin tasted like. She blindly felt her way to the buttons of his shirt while he continued to get her even more lost into the kiss, proving just how skillful his tongue could be. She finally unbuttoned his shirt, her fingers finding their way to his firm abs as soon as the two halves were parted.

She couldn’t think of another time when she felt something so exquisite, her nails clawing into his skin to make sure he was real. Her heart jumped slightly when he growled into her mouth, swiftly pulling her away. He locked the office door before going back to her, walking past towards the desk.  He threw a look over her shoulder, smirking at the confusion clouding her eyes. He grinned cheekily before sweeping everything off her desk, sending everything crashing to the floor save for her computer and camera.

Alicia’s mouth hung open in shock, leaving her nervous that someone may have heard the noise and come knocking on her door. But before she could worry any more, Joe picked her up and dropped her on the desk. His hands gripped at the hem of her sweater, pulling the material over her head in one swift movement. His eyes landed on her full breasts, pushed together by a blue lace bra. His thumbs brushed over the nipples that were straining against the material, a clear sign that she was turned on. One hand moved to her back and deftly unclasped her bra, pulling the flimsy material away from her body and tossing it behind him. He gripped her hips firmly and lifted her up a bit, quickly pulling her skirt down her legs. He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders and moved to stand between her legs again. His palms smoothed over her thighs, goose bumps breaking through the lightly tanned flesh at his heated touch.

Gripping the back of her thighs, he brought her closer to the edge of the desk. He took hold of her ankles and made her plant one foot on the table while he wrapped the other around his waist. He trailed kisses from the valley of her breasts down to her belly button, stopping just at the waistband of her panties. He moved her leg from his waist to his shoulder, allowing him to crouch down before her. He placed a soft kiss against her lace-covered mound, the smell of her sex invading his senses. Her hips rose from the desk, wanting to give more of herself to him, begging to be shown just how skillful his tongue was.

Smirking up at her, he pulled her panties off to one side, his mouth going back to her heated core once she was exposed, finally letting his tongue slide over her slick flesh. Alicia moaned, forgetting just where she was, as his tongue worked its way up to her clit, suckling on the sensitive nub, sending a surge of pleasure through her body.

She rolled her hips against his grip, trying to get him to release the tension that was building up in the pit of her stomach. Her nails dug into his forearm as he plunged his tongue into her, gathering her earthy flavor. His ministrations soon had her turning into a writhing mess, ready to collapse in a heap had it not been for his firm grip on her. Pressing one final kiss to her clit, he made his way back up her body in a trail of nips and kisses.

Alicia’s breathing hitched as her mind spun, desperately wanting more. He kissed her hard, his tongue delving into her mouth to give her a taste of herself. He pulled away from her and let her legs dangle over the edge of the desk again. She reached out her hands to him, one smoothing over his toned stomach, another working on undoing his belt.

Her head snapped up when she heard the familiar sound of a camera clicking, her jaw falling slack when she saw the camera in Joe’s grasp. He smirked from behind the lens as he snapped more shots of her. “Don’t be shy now,” he said mirthfully, snapping even more pictures.

“Put that down before you break it,” she said pointedly.

“Give me a reason to and I will.”

With a smirk of her own, she pulled his belt from the loops of his trousers and let it drop to the floor with a thud. She managed to free the button on his pants and pull the zipper down amidst more of his picture taking, a hand shooting out to grope her as he went. When her hand dipped into his boxer briefs and wrapped around his turgid length, Joe put the camera back down on the desk, a grunt passing through his lips as she slowly started to stroke him up and down. His lips found her neck again, sucking and teasing the smooth skin, urging her to go stroke him faster. Feeling her grip tighten around him, he pulled away, kicking out of his pants and pulling his underwear off in a few swift movements.

He watched her face intently as she drank up the sight of him, her thumb swiping over the tip of his cock to swipe at the drop of pre-cum. He groaned as she spread the wetness over the bulbous head before stroking him again. His lips curved into a smirk when she licked at her lips.

He placed his hand over hers, guiding it up and down his shaft in a rhythm that he preferred. Alicia looked up at him, his head tilted back slightly with his eyes shut. She bit down on her lip, her gaze travelling back down to his length.

She had always been annoyed at her short stature but couldn’t be more grateful that he towered over her petite frame as leaning down a short distance put her mouth just where she wanted to. Her tongue darted out, taking the first lick of his cock, rolling her tongue over the hot tip. Joe gasped as she pulled his hand away, parted her lips and took him deep within her mouth. Her hand continued to stroke him while she sucked as much of his huge shaft to the back of her throat, her other hand gripping onto his firm backside to pull him closer to her.

He grabbed hold of the camera again, taking pictures as her head bobbed up and down his length. He groaned when she looked up while his cock was in her mouth, those big doe eyes of hers darkened with lust. He snapped more pictures of her as she gave him a blowjob, smirking as she gave him quite a show through the lenses – licking the underside of his length slowly from base to tip, sucking in her cheeks as her mouth closed over the head before swallowing as much of his length as she can.

Putting the camera back down, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her mouth off of him. “I don’t want to cum like this.”

He groaned when he got a good look at her. She looked drugged – her eyes were half lidded and dark with last, licking her lips as if to relish in the taste of him that was left on them. He had run out of patience with that one look, moving to pick up his dress pants to pull his wallet out from the back pocket, fishing for a condom. He ripped open the packaging with his teeth and rolled it down his thick shaft. He pushed her back down onto the desk and picked on leg up to throw over his shoulder as he bent the other at the knee for her to place her foot flat on the desk again.

Joe flashed a wicked grin when she gripped tightly onto his bicep as he hovered over her form. She whimpered slightly and bit her lip in anticipation, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as the muscles in his chest and abs rippled slightly as he held onto the base of his penis, positioning himself at her entrance. He slid into her, his hard length immediately surrounded by her warm honeyed depths, pausing to revel in the feel of her. He smirked when his gaze fell back on her only to find the camera in her grasp, sending a smoldering gaze as she took his picture.

He waited until she put the camera down on the desk and safely away from them before pulling out, his strong powerful hips thrusting back swiftly, filling her completely. He pressed his lips against her to muffle her moans. Her office may have been at the very end of the hall but he didn’t want the risk of their tryst being cut short by people knocking on her door.

Using the edge of the desk behind Alicia’s head for support, he relentlessly drove into her, the desk scraping on the floor as his movements were filled with raw animalistic need. She scraped her nails up his arms and down his back, her fingers digging into the hard muscle.

Alicia felt everything spinning out of her grasp, the fire building in the pit of her stomach ready to shoot flames throughout her whole body at any given moment. Joe pulled her leg away from the desk and wrapped it around his waist, opening her body up to him even more, burying his cock even deeper into her with each thrust. The new sensations didn’t take long to make him lose his mind.

She moaned into his mouth after one particularly hard thrust sent her hurtling over the edge, unable to stop the waves of orgasm that washed over her body. Her walls clamped down around him, almost impossibly tight, pulling him towards his own blissful climax. The muscles in his body tensed as he thrust into her one last time before using what was left of his strength to not fall on top of her and crush him with his weight.