Honest

thirty-six

Desiree

I open the door with a creak. The only sound in the room is my heels clacking against the floor as I sashay inside his office.

He stands, taking stock of me. I lock the door behind me.

"You're here..." He whispered cooly.

"I said I would be, didn't I?"

He smiles, not making a move toward me. Instead he leans against his desk, arms crossed in front of his chest, examining me.

"Take off your shirt," I order.

His long fingers unbutton the shirt, as he peers at me seductively under those thick lashes of his.

The fabric of the coat rubs against my bare skin hotly. It's exhilarating, our little rendezvous.

I take it off, letting it drop to the ground, revealing my bare skin.

His eyes scan me from head to toe, as he shrugs off his shirt.

I walk toward him, stopping between his legs, letting my arms rest on his shoulders, my lips centimeters from his.

He glances down at me, waiting.

I seek his lips, softly, almost sweetly. His arms come around my waist, pulling me in, holding me against him.

Our kiss deepens, gets frantic, heady, my brsatss against his strong chest, as his hands leave my waist, gripping my ass possessively.

He pulls me against his bulge. My hand tangles in his hair, as the kiss becomes hard, and sexy.

He curses, using his grip on my ass to lift my into his lap.

I moan in his mouth, as he forced his lips against mine roughly. My hands snake down his body, unbuttoning his pants, he stands, letting them fall.

"Wait," He pants. "Condom. Behind me in the drawer.

I nod, reaching over him. He peppers kisses on my neck as I struggle to reach the foil square.

I tear it open, rolling it on his length.

He looks at me, hard and ready but hesitant.

"No take backs," He pants gutturally, "You give me this, I won't let go."

I glance at him, before lowering myself into his hardness.

His head falls back, his mouth open.

"Fuckk..." He moans, staring at me with hooded eyes.

His throat bobs, as he tangles his hand in my hair, forcing my forehead against his, forcing my gaze to stay on his as I bounce on his d**k.

"You're mine now, you know that don't you?" He breathes. "I'm addicted to you."

He shouldn't admit that so easily.

Still, our eyes don't leave on another's, the heat, the electricity between us crackling, sizzling.

Unreal.

"Desiree," He moans my name, his eyes flaming. "Tear my heart out slow."

I look him in the eyes, "Always."