He studied me with narrowed eyes. “You’re sure?”
“Might need you to elaborate.”
“You still want this.”
I nodded.
“Need words here.”
“Yes. I still want you to fuck me.”
It was like a spark catching dry wood. He slammed his lips back to mine, kissing me frantically while our hands explored each other. His fingers returned to my leg, lightly easing up my inner thigh, heating up every nerve ending. They toyed with the edge of my underwear, teasing me with their lack of action.
He pushed the material aside and slid a finger into the moisture pooling there. I jolted at that first contact, his touch electric.
“Easy there.” Shaun’s arm wrapped around my waist, holding me still on the table.
He grinned down at me while he continued to tease me. He worked me higher and higher until my head fell back, lost in the sensations created by his clever fingers. When the pressure broke, I collapsed back onto the table, uncaring of my office supplies or the fact I felt boneless from one orgasm.
Shaun chuckled as he leaned over me. “You still alive there?”
“Yes,” I grunted.
His fingers grazed the skin at my hips, hooking into my underwear. “Do you want to keep going?”
I nodded. I was probably wearing a dopey smile, but I didn’t care.
Shaun dragged my underwear down my legs and I sat up quickly, shuffling back to the edge of the table. Shaun’s smirk stayed firmly in place. That self-satisfied gleam shone in his eyes and I let him keep it. He deserved it.
I hooked a finger into his belt and pulled him back between my legs. Both his belt and jeans were decorating the floor in no time. I was wearing my skirt like a belt, but taking it off seemed more effort than it was worth. I was too busy watching as Shaun searched for a condom. I’d known he was toned and in great shape, but there was something decidedly hot about being able to touch all that delicious muscle.
He caught me checking him out but made no comment as he returned to me with a knowing grin. He kissed me as he pushed my thighs further apart and positioned himself between them. I felt the teasing glide of his cock against my opening and groaned into his mouth. It was just a flutter, but oh boy.
His grin grew as he nipped my lips and pressed into me. He slid in a couple of inches with ease, but it had been a long time since my body had experienced this and he wasn’t your average man. I stiffened against my will and he stilled.
“Are you okay?” Shaun whispered, his fingers caressed the skin of my hips, trying to soothe away the discomfort.
“I will be in a second.”
He pushed me back onto the table until I lay flat on my back. He followed me down, catching my nipple in his mouth, teasing me until I squirmed beneath him. The pressure eased and he took advantage, slowly nudging deeper until he bottomed out.
We were both shaking and moaning, but he didn’t move. I wrapped my legs around him and lifted my hips, trying to urge him on.
He leaned back and met my impatient gaze. Amusement played on his face, but his eyes seemed concerned. “Is the pain gone?”
“Why don’t you move and find out?”
He frowned. “I’m not a fan of that plan.”
“Shaun,” I groaned, letting my head fall back against the table.
I was expecting him to keep resisting. Thankfully, he surprised me, retreating until just the tip remained. My eyes just about crossed with that friction, but then he slid back in and my back bowed.
“I’ll take that to mean you’re good?”
I bit my lip as he pulled out again. “Oh yeah, I’m good.”
Shaun stood up straight then lifted my legs and pulled my lower half off the table, shifting me forward until I was completely in his control. In and out, he pumped, picking up speed as the pleasure grew, ratcheting the tension up until I couldn’t do much else but moan his name. It was a good thing he’d taken over. I’m not sure I could have kept up.