and this need that has to be taken care of. I unbuckle his pants and unzip them to give his cock some freedom. His lips move to my ear, and his tongue trails down my neck as he unbuttons my jeans.
He lets me go and steps back. His eyes are dark, heavy with lust. I slide my pants down my hips, letting them drop to the floor. Then I step out of them, wearing only my panties. He stares down at me, drinking me in, his face flushed, and the way he’s looking at me makes me even wetter.
“Turn around,” he growls, his voice low.
I shiver with anticipation and turn around, breathing quickly. He inches my panties down my thighs and bends me over the desk, his hand on my neck. He holds me down, so my cheek is pressed into the smooth, cool wood. As he holds me there, the ridged length of him rubs across my ass, teasing me.
“Do you want this cock?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Fuck me.”
“You’re mine, Hayley. Say it.”
“I’m yours.”
“And I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll never want anyone else.”
“Show me.” I move my legs farther apart, waiting.
He finds my slick entrance and plunges into me forcefully. I suck in a breath and wince as he stretches me, taking me without apology. The pain fades to pleasure immediately as he eases in and out—once, twice.
He lifts his hand off my neck and wraps it in my hair, pulling on it just enough to hurt. His other hand wraps around my waist, steadying us as he slides in and out. He takes me slowly, driving me crazy with wanting. I let out a little frustrated sound.
“How do you want me to fuck you?”
“Mmm.” That’s all I can get out. The pleasure and pain mingled together is exquisite, but I want more. So much more.
He pulls out and teases my opening with his cock. “Say it.”
“Fuck me hard.”
And he does. I cry out as he rams himself into me. I try to choke back my pleasure as he drives himself into me, stretching me, hitting my G-Spot at this angle over and over. But I can’t. The cries escape anyway. I can’t make myself care who hears.
Pleasure and pain blend together, driving me higher than I’ve ever been.
I manage to hold back a cry as I cum, and I whimper instead. He fucks me faster, keeping me there longer. He releases my hair to hold me by my hips. He doesn’t even let me breathe, let me recover. He keeps going, and I can’t get back to earth. I’m cresting again, my pussy tight, clenching around the throbbing length of him.
I gasp as he hardens and gets even bigger.
“Come again. I want to hear it this time.”
And I do. We climax at the same time, and he lets go within me, filling me up, and I can’t hold back the sound of my pleasure this time.
We’re both breathing hard after, and he leans closer, still inside me, holding me. Our hearts beat a wild rhythm as we come back to Earth.
Then he pulls out and grabs the bag Devon brought him off the floor. He takes out a t-shirt and hands it to me with a little satisfied smirk. “Better get cleaned up before someone tries to get in here.”
Then he turns away from me to get his pants back on.
I wipe myself in the most undignified way, fold the shirt up awkwardly and stick it back in the bag. Ugh. Now that our lust has been spent, all the heat seeps from me. Except for my cheeks. Those are blazing. What Kaidan and I just did in here is one mystery those FBI agents will never have to solve.
As I get my clothes back on, Kaidan turns back to me, wrapping his arms around me, and gives me another kiss.
“You’re so hot.”
I give him a weak smile. “Try to remember everything you like about me. Please.”
He furrows his brow, but someone knocks on the door, interrupting our conversation.
Kaidan opens the door, and by the look on the female FBI agent’s face, she’s well aware of what we were up to.
The agent from earlier steps into the doorway behind her. “Mr. Stone. Our investigation isn’t over, but we wanted to let you know the charges against you have been