On His Desk by Mia Faye
Chapter 8
MICHAEL
The moment I hear the click of her heels, my heart pounds like a galloping horse. My body heats up and it’s all I can do to keep reading the report from the analyst team. She heads to the kitchenette and moments later, I hear the sound of the coffee maker.
My cock has received the memo too and is beginning to stir. It seems like forever until I hear footsteps heading my way. I stare at the door expectantly and when she sashays in, her mini skirt wrapped around her gorgeous thighs, my cock threatens to tear a hole in my pants.
“Good morning,” Ava says and places both coffees on my table.
Her gorgeous red hair frames her face. She straightens and I resist the urge to smooth it away from her eyes. She’s fucking gorgeous.
“Morning,” I say, my voice deceivingly business-like. “Thank you for the coffee.”
She runs her hands over her hips. “Do you want us to go over your schedule now?”
What I would like to know is if she’s wearing panties, but I’ll find out soon enough. “Yes, have a seat.”
She keeps her thighs pressed together as she sits down but one thing gives her away. The rapid rise and fall of her chest. I tear my eyes from her tits straining against her blouse.
I’m all professional as we go over my schedule and we finish, Ava stands up. She has expressive eyes and now disappointment clouds them. She expected me to be all over her but that’s not how I want to play this. I want to build anticipation so that when I do go in for the kill, her resistance will be low.
“Is that all?” she says.
“Yes, thank you,” I tell her, my gaze on the computer screen.
When she leaves, I grin, pleased with myself. I keep an eye on the time and when fifteen minutes have passed, I push my chair back. I’d hoped that my cock would have cooled down by then. Instead, it bulges at the front of my pants. I try to adjust it and then give up.
Adrenaline and lust rush through me as I cross the hallway to Ava’s office. I knock lightly and push the door open.
She looks up, her green eyes wide open and her full lips slightly parted.
“You know why I’m here,” I growl and shut the door behind me.
I walk purposely around her desk and swing her char around to face me. I fall to my knees and rest my hands on the sides of her chair. Her breath comes out fast and hard. My own breath is so loud, she can probably hear it.
Then I smell it. Her pussy. The scent of her arousal. It’s intoxicating.
Ava catches her bottom lip between her teeth and my control splinters. I need to taste her pussy but first I need to know whether she followed my instructions. I slowly push her skirt up her thighs.
“Spread your legs,” I tell her.
She hesitates a little and slowly inches them apart to reveal a panty-less pussy. All air leaves my lungs. My jaw tightens. I nudge her thighs further apart until her pink soaking pussy is visible.
“Good girl,” I growl. “I like a woman who follows orders. Now for your reward.”
I nudge her forward to the edge of the chair and then inhale her scents deeply before leaning forward to capture her clit in my mouth. She lets out a sharp cry.
“That’s it, baby, moan for me,” I tell her.
I circle her swollen clit with my tongue, teasing it until Ava raises herself from the chair. She’s a firecracker underneath that cool, calm exterior and I love it. I’ve thought of this pussy for days and I want to savor every second of it. She tastes so good, like a mixture of vanilla and strawberry with a dash of cinnamon.
“Do you like what I’m doing, baby?” I ask her.
“Yes.”
I suck her clit into my mouth and Ava sheds any pretense at control. She thrashes her legs and grips my head.
“Please,” she moans over and over again.
I push a finger into her tight pussy and pump it in and out as my tongue licks her clit and pussy lips. It doesn’t take Ava long to come. Her breathing grows heavy and she grips my head even tighter.
I thrust my finger in and out faster and faster. She shouts my name as her body convulses. I withdraw my finger and look up. Ava’s eyes are still closed, and her blouse is unbuttoned, and her beautiful nipples are pushing against her lacy bra. She feels my gaze on her and her eyes pop open. An embarrassed look comes over her and she sits up in the chair and attempts to button her blouse.
I cover her hands with mine. “You’re the most beautifully passionate woman I have ever seen.” I mean it.
I get to my feet, unbutton my pants, and pull my cock out. Ava stares at it and all I want is to plunge my cock into her soaking wet hot pussy. I give it a few strokes as she watches.
“This is all yours, Ava, but you have to come for it.” I give it a couple more strokes and then push it back into my pants. It takes every ounce of will power to walk out of Ava’s office when all I want to do is to grab her, turn her around and fuck her.
In my office, I get behind my desk and attempt to look at the computer screen. Ava’s taste is on my tongue and her scent is all over me. My cock throbs painfully. It feels as if it will explode. I have to have her. I have to make Ava mine.
A soft knock comes on my door and I’m not sure whether it’s real or it's my imagination. It slowly swings open and Ava walks in. Our gazes lock. I search her eyes. They glisten with passion and something else. My breath hitches. All I know is that Ava is not in my office to take dictation.
She has brought herself.
“Close the door,” I tell her and get up.
The air is heavy with sexual tension. I close the gap between us before she loses her nerve or changes her mind. When I fantasize about Ava, I fuck her mercilessly, my aim being to still the beast in me by pounding into her hard. Now, what I feel toward her is a mixture of tenderness and animal lust.
I push a tendril of hair from her face and tuck it behind her ear. I slide my hand around the nape of her neck and lower my head to kiss her. Our lips barely touch before Ava moans. Our kiss is explosive, hungry.
Her nails dig into my back, driving me insane. I caress her back and drop my hands to cup her ass and pull her tight against me. I need her to know what her hot body does to me. I need more. I need to feel her soft skin against mine. I break the kiss to unbutton her blouse.
Ava meets my gaze. There’s no trace of embarrassment now. Just unbridled passion and lust. She helps me with the buttons and when the last one is undone, I slide the garment off her shoulders. I cup her breasts over her lacy bra, and she lets out a throaty moan. I wrap my hands around her and snap the bra open. Her gorgeous breasts spill-free and I fill my hands with them. I lower my head to feast on them taking one nipple at a time into my mouth, while brushing my thumb over the other. Ava’s moans fill the office.
I find more of her pleasure points. The spot just above her collar bone, behind her ear and her belly button. I pull her skirt down, leaving her completely naked. As much as I want to continue ravaging her with my mouth, my cock can’t take it anymore.
I guide Ava to my desk. “Do you remember what I said I’d do to you?”
“Yes,” she says.
I unbutton my shirt and whip it off and pull down my pants and boxer briefs. I have a packet of condoms somewhere in my desk. “Don’t move.” I open the drawer and the packet. I split it open with my teeth and slide it on.
Ava faces the desk away from me. Her skin is creamy, and I lean in to trail kisses from her neck to her shoulders. I close my hands over her breasts from behind and she arches her back. My hard cock pushes against her ass.
I need to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock. “Bend over the desk, baby.”
I groan as Ava stretches over my desk, her cute curvy ass on display. It’s even sexier in real life. I caress her ass cheeks and slide a finger down her ass crack all the way to her soaking pussy. She’s ready for me. She’s ready for my cock which is just as well because I don’t think I can wait another minute.
I grip my cock and guide it to the entrance of her pussy while my other hand grips her hip. “Do you want my cock, Ava?”
“Yes,” she moans.
I push it in, inch by inch. I close my eyes and savor each second.
Ava whimpers. “Please.”
“I’m going to stretch you open with my cock, baby,” I say. Her pussy is tight, and I don’t want to hurt her. I’m bigger than average and I’ve learned to take it easy in the first few seconds to let a woman get used to my size.
I stop pushing further when my balls are press tightly against her ass. Ava’s red hair sprawls across my desk and her hands grip the edge tightly. I groan and fight for control. The temptation to come right then and there is high.
I pull out slowly and thrust back in again, my hands gripping her thighs to keep her in place. “This is where I want you every morning,” I growl. “Sprawled on my desk ready for me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me, Michael,” Ava says.
I thrust in and out. Pause. Thrust in and out again.
