Page 35 of Forbidden Dreams
His hand slipped under my sweater, and when he cupped my breast through the lace, I moaned.
His thumb slid over my hard nipple, and I pressed into his palm. I needed more.
He complied, pulling the cup down and finally touching my bare breast.
I leaned back, bringing him with me. He shoved my shirt up and the second cup of my bra down. Then he rested his elbows on the table and sucked on one nipple. I was pinned to the desk and couldn't move. He stood between my legs, but I couldn't feel him where I needed him in this position.
He moved from one nipple to the second as I writhed beneath him. "Cooper?—"
He lifted his head to look at my face. "You need more?"
I nodded jerkily.
He pulled me to the edge of the desk and unbuckled my pants, pulling them down my hips and off. I sat up and pulled my sweater over my head and unhooked my bra, flinging it somewhere. I'd get my clothes later. Much later.
He removed his clothes, his gaze on my naked body. I bit my lip, my eyes not sure where to look first: his hard pecks, the smattering of hair that led lower to his cock, which jutted from his body, hard, and proud. I reached down and cupped the base. He jerked in my hand, and I reveled in the control I had.
He swiped my hand away, reaching for his pants and a condom from his wallet. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth and smoothed it over his cock. "I want to do so many things to you, but first I have to be inside you."
"Yes," I said as he moved over me. I fell to my back, and he entered me in one swift motion. We both stilled at the invasion.
His cock was large and pulsing. Then he moved.
I wrapped my legs around him, needing to be closer, to feel him covering every inch of my body.
He grabbed my legs and drove into me. He was destroying me with every pass of his body. The orgasm was building inside me, threatening to be bigger than anything I'd ever experienced before.
I was naked on my desk, fucking the contractor who was responsible for the contract to renovate the ballroom. I shouldn't be doing this. Eve could walk in at any time. But it was late, and she'd already been here.
It was unlikely that anyone else would walk in this late at night. But Cooper was here, and he was railing me. There was no other word for it.
The hard surface of the desk bit into my back, but I didn't care. I wanted him to take me wherever he wanted to go. I wanted to forget about my recent failures and the worries about the future. There was nothing but us in this moment.
I'd worry about what this looked like to others later. Then it struck me in the chest. We shouldn't— no, we couldn't be together. He was my brothers' best friend and business partner. Getting involved was a terrible idea, but right now, it felt so good.
I grabbed his forearms, marveling at the strength in his muscles.
He shortened his thrusts, and it set me over the edge. I spasmed around him, trembling and shaking as the orgasm overwhelmed me.
He thrust one more time and stilled, emptying himself into the condom.
I fucked Cooper. My business associate. My brothers' friend.
He didn't linger, pulling out to take care of the condom. He threw it in the now-empty garbage can. Then he offered me a hand to help me sit up.
Before I could say anything, he was pulling on his briefs and jeans, then his long-sleeve shirt. Then he headed for the door.
I was still sitting on my desk naked.
He paused, not turning around. "That shouldn't have happened."
I didn't think he could have hurt me anymore than he did.
Then he was gone.
He couldn't get away fast enough.
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