Burning Up (9 page)

He gaw
ked at me. “Are you nuts!”

I bit my lip and grinned at him mischievously. “Trust me?”

A small and playful smile spread across his lips. “Implicitly.”

Reaching over, he hit the button again. “Send them in.”

I crawled backwards and hid myself snuggly beneath his desk. The back was solid and completely hid me from view. I reached for Jared’s chair and pulled it toward me, so that he was now sitting at his desk with his pants around his thighs and his cock in my hand.

I took a long breath
, and as the door clicked open, I licked my lips in sheer delight. This was going to be a lot of fun.

Not rising from his position at his desk, Jared leaned forward.

“Gentlemen, please, have a seat.”

Crouching beneath the desk I began to run my fingers slowly up and down the length of him. His body tensed a little
, but clearing his throat, he rested back in his seat and addressed his visitors. The two men had deep accents and were clearly native New Yorkers. That accent was unmistakable.

“I’m
ready to get moving on this project, Garrett. China is ready to swoop in and take this shit right out of our hands if we don’t make an offer soon.”

My fingertips traced the thick line from the base of his solid cock to the very tip. The smooth, pink head was flush with color as he twitched and pulsated in my hand.

“I understand your concern, gentlemen, I do. But this is a delicate situation. Having something so precious and exhilarating in your grasp, just to have it rudely snatched away like a child’s toy is quite frustrating. Believe me, I have people working very hard to relieve that pressure.”

I glanced up at him from beneath the desk and smiled as he tactfully raised an eyebrow at me. Cocky asshole.

Gripping my hands on his thighs, I gently dragged my fingernails up and down his thighs. I could hear the conversation between the two men in the room, but my focus was completely on the man whose happiness I currently controlled. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the desk.

“Gentlemen, please, can we just cut the crap, stop teasing, playing games
, and get to grips on the task at hand. Point scoring is not advised in my office. I hold all the cards and make the rules from now on. Actions speak volumes and I think, with the correct approach, everyone will leave this office perfectly satisfied.”

I had to bite my lip to stop myself from giggling. His
innuendos were killing me. Deciding to play him at his own game, I seized my opportunity and sealed my lips around the delicious tip of his cock. He took a deep breath and gripped the edge of his desk. My tongue slid up and down the length of him as my hands followed. Cupping one hand around the bottom of his thick cock, I squeezed gently as my other hand moved up and down his shaft, following the tip of my tongue. 

Enveloping him in my mouth, I swirled, licked
, and flicked my tongue around the very tip of him while my lips pressed firmly on the ridge of the tender and sensitive head. Using my hands as a sort of vacuum, I bobbed up and down, increasing my speed as I felt his body tense. The pumping of my hands paired with the swirling of my tongue sending him into a sweet and blissful state of arousal. He groaned slightly but quickly covered it by clearing his throat loudly and apologizing.

My insides burned with desire as his eyes cast down at me and closed for a single moment. His lips parted slightly
, and I was sure he must have seemed to be behaving oddly to the two men in the room, but they continued to complain and bicker about business, blissfully unaware of the hot, sexy, and exciting game happening just a few feet away. The idea that we could be caught at any moment was sending my libido into a frenzy. My clit throbbed as I became more and more turned on. Staring up at Jared, I removed one of my hands, hitched up my dress, and slipped my fingers all the way down. His eyes widened as he looked back at me before turning his attention to his associates.

This was really going to test his endurance. Knowing his need and hunger to watch me as I rubbed, stroked
, and massaged myself into a hot orgasmic mess, left me feeling powerful and insanely sexual. Could he really continue this meeting and ignore me, right there, beneath his desk with my hand teasingly stroking my wet and wanting pussy?

Gripping the edge of the desk, he growled in frustration.

“Gentlemen! I think we’re done here. The two of you clearly need time to re-negotiate your positions in this merger, and I lack both the time, focus, or desire to sit here while you work it out. Make an appointment with Stephanie on your way out for two weeks’ time. I hope by then we will all have made progress, and I, for one, am very keen for a happy ending.”

I almost gagged on his cock. Did he say happy ending? I nibbled light
ly on the tip of his head, and his foot nudged me gently in warning.

“Please, see yourselves out.”

They exchanged pleasantries and I found it rather unusual that they never questioned Jared and his lack of movement from behind his desk. I wasn’t complaining, I just found it odd. Listening carefully, I waited for the sound of the door closing, and as the loud slam echoed around the room, Jared grasped a fistful of my hair and tugged me away from his crotch. Grinning at me with a carnivorous and hungry stare, he growled at me.

“You are a very, very, bad girl
, and now, I’m going to punish you.”

Reaching down, he grasped my hand and yanked it up toward him. I stood abruptly and panted as excitement and adrenalin rushed through my veins. His hands slid up my dress and in a rough and ruthless movement, he thrust my legs apart.

I gasped as his hands slipped around to my behind and squeezed firmly on my cheeks. Still in his seat, he pushed me against the edge of the desk. Sliding his strong and eager hands gently around and down over my thighs, he breathed heavily in my ear.

“You drive me crazy in every possible way. You’re a madness I can’t and won’t cure. The affliction brings me too much pleasure. You make me weak and that’s not something I’m used to, Layla. My heart pounds like a drum, my body aches with withdrawal when you’re not around
, and my stomach churns with worry when I think that I could lose you … how I almost did.”

Lifting his hands to my face, he cupped my jaw and gazed into my eyes.

“I love you, Layla. I don’t make rules to hurt, restrict, or deprive you of your freedom. I make rules to protect you and keep you safe. I love you.”

His eyes glistened as the sunlight streamed through the vast windows of his office. The bright and hypnotizing blue pools were staring into my soul, as his words reached inside my chest and clutched my heart with their deep and powerful meaning.
Grabbing his tie, I wrapped it around my palm, pulling him to me. His lips parted, and I could feel his warm breath on my lips. I gently brushed my tongue along the bottom, succulent lip before sinking my teeth into it.

“I want you, Jared. I need you. All of you. I love you
, too.”

It was all the encouragement he needed. Releasing my face, he kissed me deeply as his hands moved down my body slowly. I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh and reaching down, I st
roked it gently, teasing him. He moaned as his tongue caressed mine. Jared’s kisses had the power to leave me breathless, and as his lips left mine, I panted and gasped for air.

“I’m going to make you scream my name, Layla. Make you beg for me to make you come. You want this?”

Seizing the opportunity to take my breath away once again, he took my hand from his cock and held my wrist in his hand before slamming into me.

“Oh, God, yes! Please, Jared. Do it again. I want you so much. I need you.”

A smirk played on his lips as he plunged deep and hard inside me and I cried out with pure, unadulterated pleasure. I was aching for him. The desk shook and rocked as he continued to thrust hard and deep. His hand reached for my other wrist and holding them both tightly he lifted them above my head and slowly lowered me back onto the surface of the desk. Lying on my back, I stared up at him.

“B
eg me, Layla. Beg me to give this to you.”

I bit my lips anxiously as he slowly withdrew, teasing the opening of my sex with the very tip of his sweet, tempting cock.

“Please, Jared. I want you deep and hard, over and over again. Make me come. I wanna come for you.”

Closing his eyes he moaned deeply. “Oh, baby. You say the sweetest things to me.” Staring into my eyes he grinned and in a quick, hard jolt, he rocked his hips against me, pushing and pulling in and out, fiercely. I was beyond turned on, I was in a state of constant arousal
, and every touch, lick, and caress was sending me spiraling out of control. The room was disappearing, and my senses knew only touch, ecstasy, and the sound of Jared’s hungry and erotically charged moans. I closed my eyes a moment, trying to regain my equilibrium and opening them, I gazed up at the man I love with lustful desire.

His mouth was making that perfect O that it always did when
he was in ecstasy. His hands left mine and travelled down my arms to my chest. Unfastening the three small buttons on my dress, he slipped his hands inside and massaged my breasts. His lips sought out my nipple, taking it in his mouth, and rolling his tongue over it. His teeth nipped gently, followed by a gentle kiss from his tender lips.

I writhed around, arching my back and begging him to do it to me again. Obliging, he took my other nipple between his teeth and massaged my other breast while he pushed me further and further over the edge of my orgasm. The tip of his cock brushed against my sweet spot
, and I reached up and hung on to him tightly. His arms tensed and I could sense he was close; I wanted him so deep inside me that we almost became one person. Hooking my feet on his behind, I held him between my thighs tightly, urging him to thrust harder.

His breathing quickened as he grunted, slamming into me. I lost control
, and as my orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning, I released him from my grasp and tried to grip onto the desk, sending papers, ornaments, and picture frames onto the floor.

Jared chuckled and snaked his hands around to my back, lifting me up to face him. I gazed dreamily into his eyes as I gasped for breath. His lips pressed firmly against mine as he thrust on
ce, twice, and one more time inside of me. He shouted, growling deep in his throat as he came hard. “Fuck!”

Falling against me, we both collapsed on top of the desk. I could feel the pounding of his heart against my rapidly rising and falling chest. His head rested on my shoulder and he took a deep breath. His hand reached for mine and pulled it gently to his lips. Placing a gentle kiss on the back of my knuckles, he smiled. “
That
was long overdue.”

I giggled a little and nodded. “Agreed. So much for abstinence.”

He lifted his head to look at me, and I couldn’t help but gaze at him, mesmerized. The slight glitter of sweat was on his forehead as he arched a brow at me. “I think you played the game well. But eventually, all games must come to an end. In this case, I feel both teams came out victorious. Congratulations on your astounding win, Miss Jennings.”

I laughed and kissed him gently. “And to you also, Mr. Garrett. Well played.”

Lifting himself off the desk, he stood, pulled up his pants, and straightened his suit. He gave me a half smile and held out a hand to assist me up, too. A little dazed, I looked around at the damage. The contents of his desk were strewn all over the floor, and I couldn’t help but giggle at it. Jared regarded me with a bemused expression. I shook my head and shrugged, hopping off of the desk and sorting my dress that was now creased and looked as though, well, exactly what had been happening. It looked as though I’d just had it around my waist and my hair was now the thoroughly fucked look. Getting onto all fours, I began collecting the scattered papers and trinkets off of the floor. Jared let out a delicious moan from behind me.

“You realize, you have no underwear on and if you continue to crawl around my floor that way, I may have to fuck you again. It would be a crime not to take advantage of you at this angle. I’m still pissed at you for ignoring my rules
, and that ass is begging for another spanking.”

I instantly sat back on my heels, concealing my ass from his view. Turning around, I began to slowly crawl toward him. His eyes sparkled with delight and just as I was about to reach for his belt, his intercom buzzed loudly. Rolling his eyes, Jared indicated I give him a minute and answered.

“Yes, Stephanie, what is it?”

She cleared her throat and sounded a little hesitant. “Um, I’m sorry to disturb you
, but I hadn’t seen Miss Jennings leave and there’s a gentleman on line one who is asking for her. Apparently he’s waiting for her downstairs.”

Jared’s eyes darted to me and he raised a brow in question. I held up my hands and shook my head fiercely. “Don’t give me that look, Garrett. The man she’s referring to is Daniel.”

His expression softened a little, but I could see he was still mad. “Put him through, Stephanie.”

There
was a pause before Daniel’s voice came echoing over the phone. “Mr. Garrett. I’m sorry to disturb you, but I was wondering if Miss Jennings still required the car?”