She didn’t know how much more she could take. Then she didn’t care. The room started to spin and she gave herself over. To the feeling, to the moment. To the man.
Gideon knew he should stop, told himself to stop, but he didn’t. He just kept pounding inside Daisy. He needed the feel of her pussy like the needed his next breath. He didn’t think he could survive without it. Over and over again, he rammed inside her, forcing his orgasm back. He wanted the feeling to never end. But when she tightened still further around him, he couldn’t stop the wave. His cock jerked inside her, pumping her full of his seed. He slumped against her back, riding it out.
When it was over, they were both breathing heavily.
He cupped her jaw, lifting her face. He kissed her, letting his lips linger against hers then gently thrusting inside, licking at her teeth and the roof of her mouth.
“Oh, Daisy, what you do to me,” he whispered.
He rose, trailing kisses along her back through her shirt. When he’d straightened to his full height, he just stared at where their bodies were joined. He was still hard, still wanted to bang her again.
He placed a hand on her lower back and as gently as possible started to pull out. She whimpered. He knew it hurt.
“Ssh, baby. I know.” He went as slow as he could. He’d plunged back into her, take her slow and easy like she needed, but the clock on the wall said his time was up. The chief could be back any minute. Once he withdrew, he fastened his pants and lifted her from the desk.
He turned her around and fastened her bra, then the buttons on her shirt. Several were missing and he grinned. Nothing about his coming together with Daisy would be nice and easy.
He grabbed his shirt from the floor and pulled it on before taking her hand and urging her out the door.
“Where are we going?” Her voice was soft and husky as if she’d just woken up. He couldn’t wait to do just that in the morning. He knew the perfect way and it involved his cock, her ass and some lube.
“I think you mentioned something about my apartment earlier.”
She grinned in delight. “I believe I did.”
They had just walked out the door when the chief walked by.
“Agent Sinclair. Daisy.” He barely looked up from the report he was reading and took no notice of their disheveled appearance.
The elevator had just dinged when the roar came from his office.
“What the hell happened to my desk?”
If you enjoyed Delighting Daisy, look for the other three stories in the series: Under His Control, Pleasuring Tara, and Taken By Force.
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