When You're Back
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While I worked all day, I thought of different ways to propose. I wanted to make it something special that she’d never forget and that she could share over and over again. She deserved the best. I was going to give that to her. For the rest of my life.
Those thoughts got me through the day and kept me from missing her too much. I looked forward to picking her up every day. I checked the clock as it got closer to five, growing more anxious with every minute.
When I opened her office door, her bottom was up in the air as she bent down over a low drawer of a file cabinet. The jeans she wore fit like a second skin.
“Don’t move,” I said, walking up behind her and sliding my hands over her plump bottom.
She tilted her head to the side and looked up at me with a giggle. “Well, hello to you, too.”
“My girl has a fine ass,” I replied, caressing it while she remained bent over for me.
“Thank you, but if I stay in this position, I’m going to get a cramp.”
I took my hands off her bottom and stepped back reluctantly. When she stood up, I reached for her hips and pulled her backside up against my front. “Mmmm,” I murmured in her ear. “Missed you.”
She melted back into me. “Missed you, too.”
I slid my hands up the front of her shirt and cupped both of her breasts, letting their heaviness fill my hands.
She laid her head back against my chest and made a soft moaning sound that only encouraged me more. With a tug, I pulled down the lace cups of her bra and rolled each nipple between my fingers. “Feels so good,” I whispered in her ear before kissing her temple.
“I couldn’t agree more,” she said breathlessly.
Having her go all butter-soft and willing on me was hard on my self-control. I was already imagining bending her over the desk and taking us both to a happy place. I started to slide my hands down, but she grabbed them and held them there.
“Don’t,” she said, pressing her chest further into my hands. “I need this job.”
I needed her, but this could be done in my truck if we couldn’t make it home.
“I want to pull off these tight jeans and sink inside you, baby. We need to leave. Now.”
Her hands went to her waist, and she started unbuttoning her jeans. What the hell? Reese liked having sex, but she was never one to initiate it in a public place like this, where someone could walk in. Including her boss.
“Piper left for a business meeting with Arthur. No one’s here,” she said as she shoved her jeans down and wiggled her hips. Her jeans fell to her ankles, and then she placed both of her hands on the edge of the desk, throwing her hair over her shoulder and looking back at me. “I need you now.”
This wasn’t like her, but I wasn’t going to complain. Her sweet ass was wiggling and waiting. No way in hell was I telling her no. If someone walked in, I’d cover her up; I couldn’t give a shit if they saw my ass.
She spread her legs as far as her jeans would let her and stuck her bottom up high in the air. This wasn’t a sight a man could turn down. It was beauty and sex all rolled into one.
I quickly undid my jeans and shoved them down before sliding my hands back up her shirt and grabbing her breasts, now swaying freely as she bent over. “Are you wet?” I asked her, pressing a kiss to her back.
“My panties are soaked.”
Fuck.
I used one hand to position myself, then sank in with one swift thrust. She cried out and bucked beneath me. Her breasts filled my hands as I began sliding in and out slowly, enjoying her tight heat and soft moans.
I kissed every spot on her back and neck that I could reach while my hands went to work pleasing her nipples.
“Mase,” she panted. “Oh, God.”
Not gonna lie; I loved it when she called me God. “My hot, sweet pussy,” I replied as I worked my way in and out of her.
Soon she’d have a ring on her finger telling the world she was mine. The thought of that made my inner caveman roar to life and my dick pulse harder inside her. I wanted to claim her. Mark her and make sure no one else ever touched her.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Harder.”
I began to pump inside her with more intensity, and her hands fisted against the desk as she cried my name. Her walls squeezed me, and I began to spasm and tighten as I released into her, her name on my lips.
It took several moments for both of us to catch our breath. When the world came back into view, I smiled as she lay across the desk, sated.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she said breathily.
“Honestly, me, neither. But I’m sure glad we did.”
She laughed and buried her head in her hands. “Me, too.”
My chest tightened with emotion, and I ran my fingertips down her back. She was my woman.
Reese
The next few days went by without me having to deal with Captain. It had been a reckless move to have sex in my office, but I needed to associate the place with Mase. The next time Captain put food on this desk, I’d know it was right where Mase had taken me. It felt like our spot now. In my mind, it cleared all the Captain out of here. I could even smell Mase now when I walked in. He had marked this area, and I liked that feeling. It gave me confidence. It felt like he was here with me.
There was no sign of Captain on Friday, and I breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the work week. No more lunches, no more comments meant to make me question Mase, no more flirting. I could enjoy my job without his annoying presence.
Mase and I had just arrived home when Major pulled up, dressed in a pair of jeans, a fitted black T-shirt, boots, and a cowboy hat on his head. “When y’all ready to head out?” he asked, as if we had plans.
Those thoughts got me through the day and kept me from missing her too much. I looked forward to picking her up every day. I checked the clock as it got closer to five, growing more anxious with every minute.
When I opened her office door, her bottom was up in the air as she bent down over a low drawer of a file cabinet. The jeans she wore fit like a second skin.
“Don’t move,” I said, walking up behind her and sliding my hands over her plump bottom.
She tilted her head to the side and looked up at me with a giggle. “Well, hello to you, too.”
“My girl has a fine ass,” I replied, caressing it while she remained bent over for me.
“Thank you, but if I stay in this position, I’m going to get a cramp.”
I took my hands off her bottom and stepped back reluctantly. When she stood up, I reached for her hips and pulled her backside up against my front. “Mmmm,” I murmured in her ear. “Missed you.”
She melted back into me. “Missed you, too.”
I slid my hands up the front of her shirt and cupped both of her breasts, letting their heaviness fill my hands.
She laid her head back against my chest and made a soft moaning sound that only encouraged me more. With a tug, I pulled down the lace cups of her bra and rolled each nipple between my fingers. “Feels so good,” I whispered in her ear before kissing her temple.
“I couldn’t agree more,” she said breathlessly.
Having her go all butter-soft and willing on me was hard on my self-control. I was already imagining bending her over the desk and taking us both to a happy place. I started to slide my hands down, but she grabbed them and held them there.
“Don’t,” she said, pressing her chest further into my hands. “I need this job.”
I needed her, but this could be done in my truck if we couldn’t make it home.
“I want to pull off these tight jeans and sink inside you, baby. We need to leave. Now.”
Her hands went to her waist, and she started unbuttoning her jeans. What the hell? Reese liked having sex, but she was never one to initiate it in a public place like this, where someone could walk in. Including her boss.
“Piper left for a business meeting with Arthur. No one’s here,” she said as she shoved her jeans down and wiggled her hips. Her jeans fell to her ankles, and then she placed both of her hands on the edge of the desk, throwing her hair over her shoulder and looking back at me. “I need you now.”
This wasn’t like her, but I wasn’t going to complain. Her sweet ass was wiggling and waiting. No way in hell was I telling her no. If someone walked in, I’d cover her up; I couldn’t give a shit if they saw my ass.
She spread her legs as far as her jeans would let her and stuck her bottom up high in the air. This wasn’t a sight a man could turn down. It was beauty and sex all rolled into one.
I quickly undid my jeans and shoved them down before sliding my hands back up her shirt and grabbing her breasts, now swaying freely as she bent over. “Are you wet?” I asked her, pressing a kiss to her back.
“My panties are soaked.”
Fuck.
I used one hand to position myself, then sank in with one swift thrust. She cried out and bucked beneath me. Her breasts filled my hands as I began sliding in and out slowly, enjoying her tight heat and soft moans.
I kissed every spot on her back and neck that I could reach while my hands went to work pleasing her nipples.
“Mase,” she panted. “Oh, God.”
Not gonna lie; I loved it when she called me God. “My hot, sweet pussy,” I replied as I worked my way in and out of her.
Soon she’d have a ring on her finger telling the world she was mine. The thought of that made my inner caveman roar to life and my dick pulse harder inside her. I wanted to claim her. Mark her and make sure no one else ever touched her.
“Yes,” she moaned. “Harder.”
I began to pump inside her with more intensity, and her hands fisted against the desk as she cried my name. Her walls squeezed me, and I began to spasm and tighten as I released into her, her name on my lips.
It took several moments for both of us to catch our breath. When the world came back into view, I smiled as she lay across the desk, sated.
“I can’t believe we did that,” she said breathily.
“Honestly, me, neither. But I’m sure glad we did.”
She laughed and buried her head in her hands. “Me, too.”
My chest tightened with emotion, and I ran my fingertips down her back. She was my woman.
Reese
The next few days went by without me having to deal with Captain. It had been a reckless move to have sex in my office, but I needed to associate the place with Mase. The next time Captain put food on this desk, I’d know it was right where Mase had taken me. It felt like our spot now. In my mind, it cleared all the Captain out of here. I could even smell Mase now when I walked in. He had marked this area, and I liked that feeling. It gave me confidence. It felt like he was here with me.
There was no sign of Captain on Friday, and I breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the work week. No more lunches, no more comments meant to make me question Mase, no more flirting. I could enjoy my job without his annoying presence.
Mase and I had just arrived home when Major pulled up, dressed in a pair of jeans, a fitted black T-shirt, boots, and a cowboy hat on his head. “When y’all ready to head out?” he asked, as if we had plans.
