by Sindee Lynn
“Stop teasing me. I want to feel your mouth wrapped around my dick,” he said reaching for the waistband of his shorts to push them down. He felt a light touch on his hand to stop him.
“I’m running this show,” she said throwing him a devilish grin.
She lifted each foot and removed his shoes. She reached in the back pockets of his jeans before discarding them and slowly moved up his body. She made sure her hardened nipples brushed every part of him she could.
Dylan sucked in his breath and reached for her. When she stepped out of his reach he frowned and had to fight the urge to growl in frustration. His dick was throbbing, standing out in front of him and only she could take the ache away.
“Sasha,” he began.
“All things in due time,” she said putting her fingers to his lips to keep him from continuing.
She reached for his hand and led him forward until she was backed up against his desk. She turned her back to him briefly while she cleared a space. Seeing an opportunity he couldn't resist Dylan gently pushed her forward and allowed his dick to find the heated crease between her legs. He moved cautiously all too aware he was on the edge of bursting. When she looked at him over her shoulder, a smile played around the edges of her mouth, he almost came right then. This is how he wanted to take her, from behind with her arms splayed out in front of her and the heavy desk allowing no escape. Dylan was about to voice that wish when Sasha placed a gentle hand on his bare chest and pushed, causing him to step back so she could turn around to face him once again.
Dylan stood watching, his dick still throbbing with unfulfilled need, as Sasha began undressing in front of him. Dear Lord was she trying to kill him? He watched as if in a trance as more of her golden brown skin appeared. She slowly tugged her shirt from the waist of her jeans and pulled it over her head. Inch by glorious inch more skin was exposed until bare pert breasts appeared. She threw her shirt over his shoulder to join his clothes on the floor before she unbuttoned her jeans, giving a little wiggle to get them down her hips. The scrap of material shielding her prized treasure was all that remained.
Knowing what she wanted before she asked for it, Dylan placed strong hands at her waist and lifted her onto the surface of his desk.
“Oh that’s cold,” she said in surprise as the cool surface of the desk met her heated skin.
“Don’t worry I think I can warm you up,” he said moving between her open legs, his dick seeking the heat and moisture of her pussy.
“I have no doubts that you will.”
Sasha placed the heels of her feet on the edge of the desk, causing her pussy to open around the thin material between her legs. She then reached down and moved the material to the side allowing him to see the moisture running from her pussy.
“Would you like to come in?” she asked as she began to slowly run a finger across her clit, causing it to harden.
Dylan couldn't believe how he throbbed at the sight before him. He licked his dry lips and pushed down his shorts before stepping closer. She handed him the condom she’d obviously retrieved from his pants pocket. As quick as possible he opened the packet and sheathed it over his throbbing dick. Task done he placed the head of his aching member at her opening and pushed only enough to get the head wet. Her mouth opened and her eyes were glazed over in desire. When he pushed a little more he heard her gasp. He pulled completely out and stroked himself along the length of his shaft. A soft chuckle met his ears.
“So I see it’s your turn to play games. Well, that’s okay. I learned a few last night myself,” she said and thrust two fingers into her hot cavern.
With each stroke of her fingers he heard her breathing become more labored signaling she was close to her peak. When she pulled out glistening fingers he reached for her hand and lifted them to his mouth. Dylan sucked her nectar drenched fingers deep into his hot mouth as he shoved his throbbing dick into her heated pussy.
“Oh Dylan,” Sasha gasped as he filled her.
The height of the desk allowed him the perfect opportunity to sink every inch of his dick into her eager pussy. But still it wasn’t enough. The more he stroked the more he wanted. Leaning down he drew her hardened nipples into his mouth and sucked. He felt the clenching of her cunt muscles around his dick. She was close.
“Oh God Dylan. I’m gonna cum,” she gasped as he felt her pussy tighten like a vice around the length of his dick.
Dylan held steady as her orgasm moved through her. When her breathing had slowed he began thrusting into her again. Slower this time. Teasing them both. He felt his balls tighten against the base of his dick. Each stroke brought him closer to his orgasm but still it wasn’t enough. He wanted … he knew what he wanted and how he wanted it. Suddenly he pulled out of her. Dylan pulled Sasha up from the desk and turned her around so her back faced him and the fronts of her thighs were braced against the cool wood of his desk.
She wiggled her ass against his pulsing dick. He gripped the sides of her hips to keep her still. He wanted to be inside of her when he came and if she kept this up he’d shoot his load now and that was not what he wanted. Pulling the sides of her ass far apart he poked her anus with his dick before allowing his swollen member to find its way to her heated center. He slipped slowly inside allowing a sigh to leave his lips as her tight pussy walls closed around him once more.
“Oh Sasha you have the sweetest pussy.”
A groan of pleasure was her reply as he began to thrust within her tight confines. Dylan couldn't believe how tight she felt from this position. The walls of pussy felt like a vice grip on his dick as he slowly moved in and out of her increasing his speed until he heard the fronts of his thighs smacking against the backs of hers. The sounds and scent of sex filled the room as he continued to slam into her from behind. Dylan threw his head back and gave a groan of pleasure as he felt his balls tighten further against his body.
“Oh God Sasha I’m gonna cum. I want you to cum with me.”
Her breathless answer came in between gasps for air.
“Oh yes. I’m almost there. So close. I can feel it. Fuck me harder.”
Dylan pulled out until just the tip of his dick was inserted in her hot pussy and shoved back in until he was buried deeper than he’d ever been. When his dick hit the back wall of her pussy he gave a shout as his load shot through the length of his dick.
Sasha continued to move against him until he heard her own shout of release and felt her pussy began to convulse around his dick, causing another wave of cum to be released from his member.
A slow satisfied smile turned up the corners of his mouth. He kissed Sasha’s bare shoulder.
“How am I ever supposed to get any work done in this office again?” he asked lifting his sweat drenched body away from hers. He pulled slowly from the confines of her body and turned her around to face him.
Pushing her braids back from her face Sasha gave him a cheeky grin.
“Hmm, I don’t know but I’m sure you’ll have fun thinking about what did get done in this office,” she said and reached down between their bodies. She removed the used condom, throwing it in the trashcan beside Dylan’s desk.
“Come on let’s go see what other rooms we can christen,” she said reaching up to give him a quick kiss before she grabbed his hand and pulled him naked out of his office.
Chapter 16
Sasha leaned back in her chair and waited for the printer to stop. She stood up and stretched muscles that had been confined too long in one position. Glancing over at the clock on her desk she realized it was later than she’d thought. She had dinner plans with Dylan scheduled for seven and it was six forty now. Hmm, she thought as she reached for her desk phone. Why hadn't he called her? All week he’d been tied up in meetings and conference calls. Last week hadn't been much better. She’d barely seen him except for when she left the building in the evenings and he took a break to walk her to her car. There had been more canceled plans over the last two weeks than not. She hoped tonight wouldn't be another
cancellation.
“Matthews.” Came the gruff reply from the other end.
“Are we still on for dinner?” Sasha asked sensing something was wrong from the way he answered the phone.
She heard the deep exhale of breath on the other end. Yep looked like she’d be eating dinner alone again.
“Hey sweetheart. I meant to call you earlier to see if we could postpone until later or reschedule. I’m in the middle of reviewing the budget for the company we just bought in California and I’m having all kinds of problems with their figures.”
She could feel his frustration coming through the phone.
“That’s okay so what time do you think you're gonna be done? Maybe I can stop by and give you a hand,” she asked shutting down her computer.
A pause came from the other end.
“I’d love nothing better, but the last time we worked in the same office we got little work done,” he said laughter in his voice.
She recalled that as well. Okay so maybe that wouldn't be the most beneficial idea for getting the budget reviewed.
“How come you're looking at the numbers? Not to sound like a snob but aren’t you a little too important for tedious stuff like that?” she asked debating on whether or not she should boot her computer back up. She had work she could do while she waited for him.
When another deep laugh came through the phone, Sasha braced her hands against her desk. The sound immediately caused tingles in her stomach.
“Normally I wouldn't. We had one of our other people looking at it but when things began to look a little funny it found its way to my desk for a closer review. So as of now anything dealing with funds for that office comes to me. I may end up taking a trip to San Diego to find out exactly how things are being run. It’s a mess.”
“That bad huh? How late do you think you’ll be?”
“I don’t know. I may be here for a while yet. I’m sorry baby I was really looking forward to seeing you tonight,” he said his voice having dropped.
Sasha sat back down in her chair and allowed his voice to wash over her weary body. She’d been looking forward to tonight as well. It had been almost a month since they’d spent that first weekend together. Since then they’d spent as much time together as they could manage getting to know each other’s minds and bodies. She enjoyed their long talks at night when conflicting schedules made it difficult for them to see each other but they’d never gone this long before. It had been three days since they’d made love under the stars Sunday night on Dylan’s balcony and her body was aching for his.
“I was too but I understand,” she said resigning herself to another sleepless night.
“If I work late for the rest of this week I may be able to take the weekend off.”
“Don’t push it. I understand if we don’t see each other this weekend.”
She tried not to let the disappointment she felt come through in her words but she didn’t know if she’d been successful. She missed him terribly and wanted to see him.
“It’s not okay dammit. I’ve barely seen you in the last two weeks except for the brief reprieve I get in the evenings. It’s not enough.”
Amen, she thought. Her body seconded the motion. The same frustration she heard coming from him was running through her veins right now. All she’d thought about all day was that they’d be alone after dinner and she would be able to touch him and be touched by him. Then a thought hit her.
“Look why don’t I order you something to eat since you're gonna be here a little longer. What would you like?”
“You a-la-carte,” came the husky answer from the other end.
“I’ll see if they have that on the menu,” she said and hung up the phone.
The smile playing around the corners of her mouth could only be called mischievous. Sasha could hardly believe she was thinking what she was thinking. It was way out of character for her, but then so was having an affair with a white man. But this, this was really out there. Could she pull it off? She grabbed her keys and pocketbook from her desk and left her office. There was only one way to find out.
***
Dylan was sitting at his desk, his head thrown back, eyes closed. He was waiting for the throbbing in his neck and head to ease before he went back to work. It had been almost an hour since he’d gotten off the phone with Sasha and he hadn't made any progress. Thoughts of what he was missing plagued him. This is not how he’d envisioned their courtship going. He had wanted to wine and dine her, make her realize they were no different other than the color of their skin. And he’d been successful in doing that until now. This new company they’d acquired was stressing out everyone in the company and now it had fallen squarely on his shoulders for resolution. He’d hoped to avoid a trip to California but as he looked over the scattered pages of the spreadsheet he didn’t see any way around it. As it was it was taking up more of his time than he’d expected it to. He toyed briefly with the idea of asking Sasha to go with him. But he quickly discarded the idea. He didn’t want to raise any suspicions in the office about their relationship until she was ready.
He ran agitated fingers through his hair as he thought back on the amount of time he’d missed out on with Sasha over the past few weeks. He knew she was busy with a huge new client and was working late into the evening herself, but it still bothered him. Just as he’d found a woman he wanted to spend every available minute with this had to happen. Now here he was looking at being out of town for a week or maybe even longer. He knew Sasha was still unsure about where their relationship was headed and he hoped this wouldn't cost him points he’d already earned.
Knock. Knock.
Who could that be? Carla would have left hours ago, he thought looking over at the clock. Then he recalled Sasha’s offer to order him something for dinner. It had been awhile since he’d last eaten.
“Come in,” he called out wondering what she’d ordered him.
He was surprised at the sight of Sasha standing in his doorway. God she was the best food for his eyes. He got up from the desk and approached her, a smile on his face.
“God sweetheart you are a sight for tired eyes. I missed you,” he said pulling her close to him. She felt so good in his arms,
Small arms came around his waist to embrace him in return.
“I missed you too. I didn’t think it was possible to miss someone as much as I have you, but I was wrong,” she said pulling slightly away, leaning back against the strong arms still wrapped around her waist.
Gazing down into her beautiful brown eyes Dylan smiled at the simple joy he felt just by holding her. He pulled her to him again and felt the rough material of her coat against his hands. Why was she wearing a coat? It had topped off at ninety degrees today in Chicago. The temperature couldn't have dropped that low since he’d last checked. He was about to ask the reason for the coat when he noticed the tops of her breasts pushed against the confines of the coat. He looked closer at her small breasts and couldn't detect any confines. Surely she hadn't. Not his sensible Sasha. Dylan dropped his arms from her waist and stepped back. Was that uncertainty in her eyes? Looking closer he distinctly got the impression she was nervous.
“Sasha why do you have on a trench coat?” he asked, his dick already throbbed within the confines of his pants at the thought of the possibility of her being naked under that coat.
She lowered her head before lifting her sparkling eyes to meet his.
“I brought you dinner,” she said and began slowly unbuttoning her coat.
With each button she undid Dylan’s dick grew harder. With each inch of brown skin she uncovered his heart skipped another beat. When she stood before him with her coat wide open for him to see her naked body his brain stopped functioning. Dear god. His hungry eyes devoured every inch of her from her beautiful upturned breasts with dark nipples poking out to greet him to her downy bush hiding her treasures. His tongue came out to lick his dry lips in anticipation. He followed her naked glory down her flat stomach to her well t
oned legs to the high heels she had on her feet. He’d told her he loved a woman in heels, especially one with nice legs like hers. She’d accommodated him every day since. Now as he looked down at her red high heels he felt a bead of perspiration running down his neck. She was beautiful and she was offering herself to him. Maybe he hadn't lost any ground. He couldn't imagine the Sasha he’d interviewed ever prancing around Chicago in nothing but a coat and red high heels.
Chapter 17
The nervousness Sasha had felt entering the building was slowly subsiding to be replaced by a strong desire to be ravished by the gorgeous man standing in front of her. After she’d gotten off the phone with Dylan she’d done something she’d always fantasized of doing. She’d left the building, driven to the closest clothing store and purchased a long trench coat. Her practical side had made sure it was a good quality coat she would wear again, but still she’d done something she’d never thought she had the nerve to do. Coming back to her office she’d slowly undressed, the whole time debating with her better senses over what she was about to do. Never before had she met a man who had brought out the adventurous side of her. Hell she hadn't known she’d had one before meeting Dylan Matthews.
Since meeting him and entering into a sexual relationship with him she’d had sex in more places than she’d ever imagined. Not one room in either of their homes had been safe when it came to their desire for each other. Memories of Dylan fucking her senseless came unchecked to her mind and Sasha brought her hand up to cover her heavy breasts. She caressed them, longing for it to be his hands pulling and tugging at her puckered nipples. Soon she told herself as she lifted her gaze to stare into the beautiful blue eyes of the man staring intently at her. Her coat fell from her shoulders into a puddle on the floor. She stood before him in all her naked glory proud of her petite stature and the small perky breasts growing heavier the longer he started at her. Never before had she been as aware of her affect on a man as she was with Dylan.
