The Deep End. AM Hartnett

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      She curled her toes and grasped the cushion under her head. This one definitely fell into the former category with the way he stroked his tongue across the underside of her hard nub. She preferred a more aggressive tongue, complete with rough hands holding her open and a little finger play at her bum, but for a bit of mid-morning cunnilingus he was just perfect.

      Grace shook free of her shoes and propped the balls of her feet up against his shoulders. He glanced at her and she bit down on her smile. His suit was expensive, but she knew he wouldn’t say anything if he wanted to continue. She reached down with one hand and quickly flicked the buttons from her neck to her navel.

      He lifted his head and rubbed his face into her thigh, concealing his grin. ‘Show me those great tits. Play with them while I play with you.’

      Grace lost the fight to keep from smiling. She pushed against his shoulder and lifted her hips. ‘Why don’t you play with them for me?’

      ‘While you suck me,’ he murmured, his mouth moving back down to her swollen folds.

      ‘Not while you suck me, while you fuck me.’ She pushed up onto her elbows and nodded towards the executive desk before the window. ‘There are condoms in the top drawer.’

      ‘You are efficient,’ he said and stood. ‘We can both get off at the same time.’

      ‘Efficiency has nothing to do with it,’ she said to him as he dug into her boss’s desk. ‘Do you have any idea how much I’ve worked leading up to these meetings? This is just what I need to get rid of some of that tension. You’re a pro at eating pussy, but what I want is that big cock of yours.’

      His expression was wary as he returned with a condom in hand, earning a laugh from Grace that rumbled up from deep in her belly. ‘Did you think I hadn’t noticed?’

      ‘Actually, yes. You were so … what’s the word? … aloof until you gave me that little invite.’

      The invite had been anything but subtle. She’d had his attention since he entered the meeting room, but she’d waited until dinner. As they waited on their second round of drinks and after she was sure she wanted his company, she knocked his cellphone over the edge of the table and, when he bent to pick it up, she shifted her legs enough for her skirt to slide up to her thighs, enough to give him a peek of her bare pussy.

      ‘I noticed,’ she went on, her gaze falling to the bulge between his legs.

      He’d been hard in the cab they’d shared the night before. He was a big boy. It had been hard to let him go and head home alone, but she’d had her fill of drunken fucks when she was in university.

      And she hadn’t been kidding. Her free time was scarce, and in the last couple of years her social life had consisted of those who caught her eye as she passed through the office. Her longest dry spell had been four months, and she didn’t care to repeat it. The more intensive her job became, the more she needed to burn off that stress with something more than a vibrator.

      Now that he was back before her, his erection prominent as he peeled away his jacket, she was glad she had waited. That seething male animal bristled beneath the surface as he went to work on his belt. He shoved his pants down and a glorious cock sprang up.

      He was groomed and cut and utterly mouthwatering. The urge to take him into her mouth nearly derailed her, but the need to have his cock pumping against her G spot overruled all other urges.

      She sank back into the sofa, drew her legs closer to her ass and circled her finger around her clit.

      ‘You think I can take it all?’ she asked, her voice coming thick from the back of her throat.

      There: she saw it happen, that savage creature unleashed. Grace had gambled on her man from Breton-Craig, and, as he knelt between her legs with that gorgeous shaft bobbing over her pussy, she felt victorious.

      He tore the condom wrapper with his teeth and quickly snapped the rubber down his length.

      ‘I think you can take it all, if I give it to you.’

      He leaned over her and shoved the cups of her bra down, an action that pushed her breasts up for the taking, and tugged her nipples between thumb and forefinger. The sting was magnificent. Grace pushed up, but he put her back down.

      She moaned as he sawed the length back and forth along her slick pussy. She once more grasped the cushions on either side of her head and rose up. ‘Don’t be a tease. Give it every fucking inch.’

      A low grumble poured out of him. He grasped the edge of the sofa back with one hand and positioned the tip of his dick at the hot throbbing mouth that waited for him.

      For just a moment as he slipped in and out, Grace worried that at the moment of truth he would prove clumsy and she’d have to take the reins, but he quickly found his mark and shoved balls-deep.

      He worked his cock in and out with shallow thrusts. She didn’t know whether he was merely being careful with her or if he wanted her to keep urging him on, but Grace went with the latter.

      Even if they’d had all the time in the world, she would have wanted it hard and fast, and so she bucked up and bared her teeth at him.

      ‘Fuck me into this sofa,’ she hissed, then cooed as he withdrew until only the head remained. He was red-faced and demonic as he looked down on her.

      ‘You are hungry for a cock, aren’t you?’

      She released the cushions and slapped her hands on his waist. ‘We don’t have a lot of time. Just fuck me already.’

      He winced as she dug her nails into him, but didn’t pick up his stride. His grin was strained, but the body he held her captive with was in perfect control. ‘Nice and slow for a minute. Let me hit the spot a little.’

      A delirious smile broke across her mouth as he pushed forward and that magnificent friction against her G spot sent a tingle through her that ran along her spine in a shiver. He went deep again and she almost drew blood as once more he pulled out slowly.

      ‘I could stay another night,’ he was saying, somewhere far off from where her head was floating and her body was sinking into pleasure. ‘Spread you open and keep you wet like this all night long.’

      She didn’t want to hear it. Not now. She only wanted this, the echo of their heaving breathing in the empty office and the thrill of knowing her boss could break routine and return early. She didn’t want to hear about the past or the future. With men like her Breton-Craig man there was only the hard cock and wet pussy to bridge the gap between the lover she had between her thighs and the next one she took when she needed the release of a hard body joined with hers.

      The sting of his balls slapping against her ass jolted her, and she could see and feel the effect it had on him. The masterful facade he had been trying to maintain cracked.

      She dropped one hand between them and flicked her middle finger against her clit. ‘Watch me while you fuck me.’

      ‘Oh, fuck, yes,’ he said in a croak. He pulled out all the way and draped her legs on his shoulders, then fumbled to get back in where it was warm and wet.

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