Fall into Forever (Fall into Him Book Three) by Evelyn Harper Page B

thighs.
     
    Without releasing her nipple, Philip picked her up and sat her on the
edge of his desk. Dimly, she hoped she wasn't sitting on any important
paperwork, then Philip began using his teeth on her nipple and she forgot to
care what was on the desk.
     
    “Fuck,” Jennifer groaned, biting her bottom lip to muffle the sound.
     
    Philip bit down and she yelped. The air conditioning hit the throbbing
nub as it fell from Philip's mouth and Jennifer shivered. “Emma's gone for the
day. I want to hear everything.”
     
    Jennifer suddenly remembered her dream as she leaned forward to press
her lips against his. Philip buried his hand in her hair, each tug sending
little jolts straight down through her stomach to the heat between her legs.
She may have initiated the kiss, but he wasted no time taking charge of it. He
held the back of her head as he deepened their connection, parting her lips
with his and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He stood between her knees,
pressing their bodies together as he thoroughly explored her mouth. She moaned
as she felt him harden against her and he smiled at her sounds.
     
    “Put your hands on the edge of the desk,” Philip ordered, his eyes dark
with desire. “Don't move them. The only things I want moving are your mouth and
hips.”
     
    When he dropped to his knees, Jennifer's pulse quickened. She wanted to
run her fingers through his hair, pull his head to her and press that lovely,
talented mouth to her aching pussy, but she kept her hands where he'd told her
to. He must've read the struggle on her face because the smile he gave her was
full of pride at her self-control. He was still smiling as he pushed her skirt
up around her waist and spread her legs even further.
     
    “Tell me what you want, Jennifer.” He ran his finger down the rapidly
dampening crotch of her cotton panties. She shuddered beneath the touch, her
eyes falling closed. “Open your eyes.” The command was firm and Jennifer obeyed
without thinking. “Now, tell me what you want.”
     
    A thousand answers passed through her mind, but she knew there was only
one she should give. “I want whatever you want to give me.”
     
    “Oh, that's a very good answer.” Philip sounded pleased. He traced the
elastic at the leg of her panties. “I have one further instruction for you.
Don't cum until I give you permission.”
     
    There were no words to describe how badly those words made her insides
squirm. Jennifer nodded to show her agreement, her fingers tightening where
they curled over the edge of the desk, her stomach tensing in anticipation.
     
    With his eyes firmly fixed on her face, Philip began to gently caress
her through the thin fabric of her panties. His fingers danced, tracing every
hidden dip and curve. It was only after he'd made his third pass that Jennifer
truly understood just how well he knew her body. To be able to never fumble
while working through a layer of cotton and not looking, Philip either had to
be a superb guesser or he'd paid enough attention before to know just what to
do.
     
    “Tell me every time you're close,” Philip said as he pulled aside her
panties and began to probe at her entrance with his index finger. His thumb
brushed over her clit as he slid his finger into her. She was wet, but still so
tight that she gripped that single invading digit, her walls clinging to him as
he began to slowly piston his finger in and out. He moved in a steady rhythm,
thrumming her with every stroke.
     
    Jennifer couldn't look away from Philip, mesmerized by how his pupils
had widened, leaving only a thin ring of green. Little sounds of pleasure fell
from her lips as she began to move her hips, desperate for more. Another
finger, more friction, anything that would tip her over the edge. As the
pressure built inside her, it was only at the last moment that she remembered
her instructions.
     
    “I'm close.”
     
    Somehow, she'd known what he'd planned to do when she told him, but