Wrong for Me (Bad Boy Romance) (3 page)

I
pushed him away.

“You
own the bar?” I was surprised. Why I was surprised I don’t know. I guess I
hadn’t expected him to own the place.

“Yes
I own the bar. Now are you going to keep pushing me away?” His same devilish
smirk crept across his face before he said his next line, “or am I going to
have to get rough?”

“No,
come here.” I said, this time pulling
him
towards
me
.

His
hands instantly felt their way to my hips and forcefully yanked my unbuttoned
jeans down my legs. I kicked my pants off my ankles as he tossed his jacket off
and reached for the bottom of his shirt. As he tugged his shirt over his head I
quickly took my own off with him. As soon as our shirts fell to the floor our
eyes traced over each other’s bodies. His gaze stuck to my breasts, mine to his
chiseled abs and muscular chest. He had a body of a Greek statue and it made my
mouth water for a taste of his skin.

“Those
have to come off too.” He said, pointing at my panties. Without thinking I
pushed them down my thighs and kicked them off my ankles. I shoved a few papers
off the desk and leaned back. The unsteady desk made a little creek as I gave
Rick a worried face. He paid no attention to the desk or the papers I had
pushed off. All his attention was stuck between my legs as he walked over to
me, staring at my wet pussy.

My
breath stilled as he grabbed hold of my thighs and yanked my legs open.

“God
you’re hot.” He said as he stooped down and playfully nibbled the inside of my
thigh. His hand rubbed up and down my smooth leg. His palms were rough and dry.
He was clearly a man who worked with his hands. Every bump and scrape of his
fingers sent tiny little tingles dancing across my skin.

I
inched my hips to the edge of the desk as he drew a deep breath in through his
nose. He took in my wet scent and looked up at me with a smile.

“Lean
back.” He ordered as his hand smacked against my chest and forced my back
against the desk.

I
fell back and looked up at the ceiling as his hands wrapped around my thighs
and pulled my ass off the desk. Without another moment of hesitation, he
pressed his face between my thighs and trailed his tongue along the outside of
my wet lips. My breath stilled and my heart raced. He puckered his lips and
gave me tiny kisses up and down my slit. The roughness of his 5 o’clock shadow
brushed against the inside of my thighs and forced me to claw at the desk from
all the sensations he was giving me.

Just
then the tip of his finger played on the outside of my pussy. Playfully dipping
inside before running up my wetness and pressing against my clit.

“Oh
fuck.” I whimpered as my back arched above the desk, hips lurching towards him.

“You
like being teased don’t you?” He smiled as he stooped back down and teasingly
flicked the tip of his tongue against my clit. A warm ball of pleasure coiled
up inside me. I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel his finger inside me. I
looked down between my legs and reached forward, grabbing each side of his head
and pulling him closer between my thighs.

Finally,
he pushed his finger all the way in as his lips sealed around my clit. His
tongue gave my sensitive nub a tiny flick while his finger eased in and out of
me. My eyes clenched shut and my heart thundered. I threw my legs over his
shoulders and interlocked my ankles, trying my best to keep him in place.

He
wiggled his face against my wet lips and let out a muffled moan. I moaned with
him the moment I felt his finger curl inside me and pull out before thrusting
back in. My body gripped at his finger and my hips rolled against his face as
his tongue traced up and down my wetness.

My
eyes clenched shut so tight I nearly saw stars when he forced another finger inside
me. My ass went off the edge of the desk as I pushed my pussy against his face,
his tongue darting out and flicking my clit with lighting speed. The coil of
pleasure inside me started to unravel. In any moment I was going to orgasm.

“I’m
going to come…” I whimpered as his two fingers pressed deeper, tongue flat and
rubbing against my sensitive spot. I looked down between my thighs and saw him
looking up at me. And even though his mouth was buried against my pussy I could
tell he was smirking at my trembling body.

Just
as I approached the edge, ready to topple over, he pulled his fingers out. With
one last lick of his tongue and one last roll of my hips, he leaned back and
forced his way out of my interlocked ankles. I looked down with disappointment
written all over my face as he wiped his mouth clean with the back of his hand.

“You’re
not going to come just yet.” He said with a smirk. “Not without me getting a
little pleasure first. With that he stood up and started to unbuckle his belt.
My heart skipped inside my chest as I waited for him to pull his pants down. My
eyes locked onto his crotch as he tugged his jeans down his thighs.

As
soon as his hard cock sprang free my heart thumped inside my chest with nervous
excitement.

“What
are you waiting for?” He asked with a crooked smile along his face. Without
hesitation I shimmied off the desk and landed on the floor. The head of his
cock nearly brushed against my lips as he stepped closer.

I
opened my mouth, eager to please him. He pressed his cock to my wet lips and
slowly slid in. The smooth skin of his shaft glided past my wet lips with ease.
My cheeks hollowed as I suckled the tip, slurping up every bit of his
sweetness.

His
hand traced through my hair as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth,
probing himself in and out of my mouth as my tongue traced along the bottom of
his shaft. He fed me a little more of his length with each thrust until I could
feel the tip nudging against the back my throat. His hand tangled in my hair,
clenching tighter and forcing my mouth to take him in deeper. I sucked in a
deep breath through my nose. My pursed lips were airtight against his shaft.

I
felt a shutter quake through his legs as I slowly moved my head back, my lips
stretched across the smooth skin of his shaft as I inched further and further
back until he sprang out of my mouth with a loud POP that filled the room.

“Suck
on the tip like the naughty girl you are.” He ordered with a husky voice as he
pulled my head closer to him.

I
did as he said, wrapping my lips around his head. Slowly, I twirled my tongue
around the crown of his cock, teasing him with the flicking tip of my tongue.

Tiny
prickles of pain attacked my scalp as he clenched a fistful of my hair. He
pulled away from my mouth, breathing in slow and deep. I could tell I had
pushed him right up to the edge of climax, just like he had done with me. I
looked up at him with wanting eyes as he finally looked down at me with a
smile.

“You
sure are talented with that beautiful mouth of yours.” He said with a soft
smile as he playfully slapped my mouth with the head of his cock, I moaned in
response.
 
My tongue darted out and
tasted his head.
 
He pulled back and
huffed as my tongue continued to tickle him.

As
soon as he pressed himself back inside my puckered lips I hollowed my cheeks,
sucking him with a deep moan. His hand tangled in my hair as he slowly started
to thrust in and out of my mouth again. A deep grunt barreled out of his chest
as he pushed the head of his cock towards my throat. My eyes watered as I
looked up at him with blurry vision. I quickly sucked a deep breath through my
nose as I tried to fight the urge to gag.

Finally,
he drew himself back and out of my mouth as he caressed the side of my face with
his palm. His hand was rough against my soft skin, but his touch was gentle.

“Get
up and turn around.” He said, voice gruff with a slight pant. I instantly
scrambled to my feet, turned around, and placed my palms on the top of the
desk. His hand smacked against my back and forced me to bend over.

“Spread
your legs out a little further, ass out.” He ordered as he tapped the inside of
my thigh. I wiggled my legs open even more and bent down further, jutting my
ass up into the air toward him.

“Pop
your ass out more,” he said. Without thinking I quickly pushed back even more
and arched my back. I poked my backend up high in the air, nearly balancing on
my tippy toes. A shiver raced up my back as I felt his rough hand teasingly
brush against my bare ass cheek. Without warning he gave me a sharp smack on my
cheek.

A
quick breath hissed through my clenched teeth as the stinging pain attacked my
backside. My pulse throbbed inside my veins as I felt him lean over my naked
body, the head of his cock pushing against my ass. He gave me a playful bite on
the side of my neck before moving his mouth towards my ear.

“I
couldn’t resist.” His words were hot and heavy against my ear. I was turned on
beyond belief and I wanted nothing more than to have him inside me. I pushed my
palms flat against the top of the desk and thrust my ass back, trying
desperately to get him inside.

“Fuck
me already?” I asked, practically pleading. His hand brushed down the side of
my body and gripped my hip as his other grabbed the base of his cock and aimed
his head at my wet entrance. My eyes clenched shut and my teeth sank into my
bottom lip as he playfully brushed the tip of his shaft up and down my wet
slit.

I
let out a deep heavy moan as I rolled my hips back and my body went completely
stiff as the crown of his cock slipped inside. He grabbed one of my ass cheeks
hard and guided his cock further into me, seating himself to the hilt in one
hard thrust. My mouth dropped open as I felt my body envelope around his thick
shaft. He reached around and grabbed one of my breasts in his hand and took a
punishing grip on my hip with the other.

I
was anchored in place as he pounded into me, holding me steady so he was in
complete control of the pace he set. The quiet room electrified with the rhythmic
slaps of our bodies. My other breast lightly tapped against the top of the desk
each time his hips smacked against my ass. He leaned his body against me again,
his weight forcing me flat against the desk and his fist twisting and knotting
in my hair. His grip in my hair forced my head back for his mouth to find my
ear once again.

“You
are by far the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” His words were hot against
my skin as he thrust in deep, forcing my hip bone to grind against the edge of
the desk. His tone was soft and genuine, but his actions were just the
opposite; forceful and punishing.

He
made a million emotions race through my body at the same time. Never before had
I been fucked like this, as if I were everything in the world this man wanted.
He was completely and utterly in charge, something I wasn’t used to at all. I
had never had sex with a man that took control so completely. He was everything
I needed in so many ways. It was the sudden, spontaneous, and blazingly sexy
encounter I had just been talking to Vivian about. And it had happened so soon.

My
girlish whimpers skipped out of my body every time his hips smacked against me.
Both of his hands gripped my shoulders as he forced me back against his
throbbing manhood, burying himself deeper with each thrust. The boiling coil of
hot pleasure inside my center started to bubble over. I was approaching the
edge and I was approaching it fast.

His
thrusts grew deeper and faster as the rhythmic slapping of our skin filled the
small office with the unmistakable sound of sex. My fingernails clawed at the
wood and the creaking and moaning of the desk was nearly as loud as me. One
last deep thrust threw me off the edge. Hot tingles cascaded down my legs,
wobbled my knees, and curled my toes as he slammed himself against me. My back
shuddered and arched, forcing my ass back and his cock deeper.

His
hands gripped my shoulders so tight it hurt as his own orgasm racked his body.
He pushed harder against me, forcing himself as deep as he could. My fingers
clenched in tight fists before flattening against the desk. His hands pulled at
my shoulders as he pushed his pumping cock deep inside me with a heavy, panting
breath.

The
room fell silent, save for our heavy breathing.

“Well,
that sure was something.” I said, more to myself than to Rick. Before he even
had a chance to process what I said, the desk gave one last groaning creak
before giving way to our weight and crashing to the floor. Both of us hit the
floor with a heavy thud, a desk leg snapping with the fall.