other hand with hers and tugged his hands from his belt buckle, moving in closer. She pressed a kiss to his chest, to the flicking tail of the tiger, along the lean, powerful body there. “And yeah…I’m kinda embarrassed thinking that somebody out there heard. But that doesn’t mean I regret it, or want to forget.”
Decker caught her upper arms in his hands.
A hard knock landed on the door. Elizabeth jumped, but Decker didn’t so much as look away from her face.
“Yo!” Selah shouted through the door. “I’m gone. You can say
thank you by closing up when you’re done…if you ever finish.”
“Get the fuck out of here, Selah!” Decker shouted.
“Touchy, touchy, Decker!” Her laughter carried through the door.
The air in Elizabeth’s lungs seemed to squeeze out of her as Decker moved his hands to her waist. He caught the skirt and started to tug, the pointed look on his face clear.
He was waiting for her to tell him to stop.
No.
Oh, no…
She held still as he dragged the skirt down, but as he stepped back to stare at her, self-consciousness flooded her. She’d seen the women he’d dated. He didn’t go for a type , unless it was the sexy and confident—that was all he needed.
But confidence was something she lacked and under that hot, molten stare, she felt herself wilt.
Nervously, she shifted, half-thinking to cover herself.
As though he’d read her mind, Decker caught her wrists. “No. I want to see you. Just like this.”
She shook her head. “I need to lose weight…I…”
“Shut up.” He caught her behind the neck, pulled her in for a hard, deep kiss, while the other hand went to her ass and tugged her against him. “You’re beautiful. You don’t need to change a damn thing.”
He spun her around and she caught her breath as he gripped her hips and pumped himself against her butt. “I love everything about you, Lizzie. Your every smile, your every curve...” His hands came up to plump her breasts together. He tweaked her nipples and she felt that all the way down to her toes. “Your tits and your ass. The way you smile.
A hungry whimper escaped her as he rocked against her again and he swore, nudging her forward. “I want you again,” he said, his voice a growl in her ear. “I’m going to take you like this. Here. Now.
Unless you say no.”
She shivered and then shoved her butt back against him in
response.
Decker bent her over her desk, unable to look into her eyes just then.
She stripped him naked, left him raw, and he’d almost said it. Just then. He’d almost said it.
He practically tore the rubber in his haste to get it on and she pushed up onto her elbows, staring over her shoulder at him, her breaths coming in hitchy little pants.
He moved in, closing his hand around his cock, arrowing it at the wet heart of her. She was swollen, tighter around him. She went to spread her legs and he used his knees to stop her. “Like this,” he murmured. Slow , he told himself. Go…slow…
Feeling her gaze, he looked up.
“Lizzie, I…”
He had to snap his jaw shut, lock the words down.
No. Not like this. Not until…no. Just…
He stretched out his hand, pressed it between her shoulder blades and pressed her down, down, until she was flat against the desk. Then he pressed his hand to the back of her neck, keeping his hold light, but steady. That look in her eyes, hungry and open…somehow it ripped out all the secrets he’d kept hidden so long.
Unable to give up that part of himself, he gave her everything else, pumping into her with deep, slow strokes that had her twisting back on his dick, while she pleaded and moaned, her hands scrambling against the surface of the desk.
She wanted him.
She moaned his name as she came.
It was more than he thought he’d ever have…and now he realized it wasn’t anywhere close to enough.
It was a bittersweet knowledge to carry and he swallowed down the pain it brought as he climaxed with vicious intensity. There
Decker caught her upper arms in his hands.
A hard knock landed on the door. Elizabeth jumped, but Decker didn’t so much as look away from her face.
“Yo!” Selah shouted through the door. “I’m gone. You can say
thank you by closing up when you’re done…if you ever finish.”
“Get the fuck out of here, Selah!” Decker shouted.
“Touchy, touchy, Decker!” Her laughter carried through the door.
The air in Elizabeth’s lungs seemed to squeeze out of her as Decker moved his hands to her waist. He caught the skirt and started to tug, the pointed look on his face clear.
He was waiting for her to tell him to stop.
No.
Oh, no…
She held still as he dragged the skirt down, but as he stepped back to stare at her, self-consciousness flooded her. She’d seen the women he’d dated. He didn’t go for a type , unless it was the sexy and confident—that was all he needed.
But confidence was something she lacked and under that hot, molten stare, she felt herself wilt.
Nervously, she shifted, half-thinking to cover herself.
As though he’d read her mind, Decker caught her wrists. “No. I want to see you. Just like this.”
She shook her head. “I need to lose weight…I…”
“Shut up.” He caught her behind the neck, pulled her in for a hard, deep kiss, while the other hand went to her ass and tugged her against him. “You’re beautiful. You don’t need to change a damn thing.”
He spun her around and she caught her breath as he gripped her hips and pumped himself against her butt. “I love everything about you, Lizzie. Your every smile, your every curve...” His hands came up to plump her breasts together. He tweaked her nipples and she felt that all the way down to her toes. “Your tits and your ass. The way you smile.
A hungry whimper escaped her as he rocked against her again and he swore, nudging her forward. “I want you again,” he said, his voice a growl in her ear. “I’m going to take you like this. Here. Now.
Unless you say no.”
She shivered and then shoved her butt back against him in
response.
Decker bent her over her desk, unable to look into her eyes just then.
She stripped him naked, left him raw, and he’d almost said it. Just then. He’d almost said it.
He practically tore the rubber in his haste to get it on and she pushed up onto her elbows, staring over her shoulder at him, her breaths coming in hitchy little pants.
He moved in, closing his hand around his cock, arrowing it at the wet heart of her. She was swollen, tighter around him. She went to spread her legs and he used his knees to stop her. “Like this,” he murmured. Slow , he told himself. Go…slow…
Feeling her gaze, he looked up.
“Lizzie, I…”
He had to snap his jaw shut, lock the words down.
No. Not like this. Not until…no. Just…
He stretched out his hand, pressed it between her shoulder blades and pressed her down, down, until she was flat against the desk. Then he pressed his hand to the back of her neck, keeping his hold light, but steady. That look in her eyes, hungry and open…somehow it ripped out all the secrets he’d kept hidden so long.
Unable to give up that part of himself, he gave her everything else, pumping into her with deep, slow strokes that had her twisting back on his dick, while she pleaded and moaned, her hands scrambling against the surface of the desk.
She wanted him.
She moaned his name as she came.
It was more than he thought he’d ever have…and now he realized it wasn’t anywhere close to enough.
It was a bittersweet knowledge to carry and he swallowed down the pain it brought as he climaxed with vicious intensity. There
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