My fingers smoothed their way from his hair to his neck and then clutched his shoulders as he backed me into the edge of his desk. Before I knew it, he was hiking me up to sit on the flat, clean surface and pressing between my thighs, causing my skirt to bunch unseemly toward my waist.
Excitement rushed over me, engulfing my senses. I slapped my hands down onto the desk and leaned back as he crowded above me. My chin tipped up, and his lips found their way to my throat while he covered my fingers with his own on the desktop, holding my hand prisoner.
As he nipped at the tender flesh on my neck, I choked out a sound and arched up my chest, aching for him to—
He bit my n****e, right through the cloth of my bra and blouse and everything.
“Oh God,” I gasped, panting through the pleasure wh
