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  “Oh, God, yes!” Shana gasped, riding the two fingers plunging in and out of her quim to perfection.

  “I’ve wanted you so long, Shana,” he groaned into the valley of her breasts, his fingers working to bring her closer and closer to the edge. “I’ve dreamed of this every day for over a year.”

  He had? Oh, God, that was hot. She could come from those words alone. She was so close, just a little bit more and…

  Zeke stopped. Lifting his head, he stared down at her as if he just remembered something critical, his fingers still deep inside her. She would kill him if he said a fucking word about anything remotely scientific.

  “Are you on some kind of birth control?” he asked, a mixture of frustration and longing etched onto his face. It was kind of endearing; but damn it, she was in serious need here!

  “Yes.” She frowned, impatient to get to the good parts when a light bulb finally went off in her foggy brain. Condoms. She didn’t have any, having been suffering through an extremely long drought currently. And by the look on his face, he didn’t have any, either. Wasn't that about a bitch?

  “I haven’t been active for two years,” he announced, sounding so hopeful her heart did a little flip, “Since you started working here. I thought it would be disrespectful.”

  “What?” Disrespectful? How in the hell would getting his groove on be disrespectful.

  “I wanted you.” He shrugged as if it all made perfect sense. “In my mind, you were something of a wife to me, though we had yet to consummate our relationship. In my mind, you have always been mine so I couldn’t very well cheat on you—never wanted to. I’ve been content to watch you and…um…”

  The man turned beet red, looking bashful and mischievous all at once. She couldn’t help herself. Wrapping his tie around her wrist, she yanked him toward her and kissed him with all the pent-up passion she’d harbored for him since her first interview.

  It was so much better than Zeke had dared to dream. She wanted him, all right. Her tongue was entwined with his, her sweet, wet pussy riding his fingers as if they were a tiny shaft. Well, two, actually. He could explode right now and die a happy man. But there were so many things he needed to do first. Like taste a slice of heaven. Twisting his plunging fingers, he sought the spot that would send Shana flying.

  “Oh, my God, Zeke!” Found it. He kept his fingers in place until the tremors of her body calmed down somewhat, then sank to his knees. Pressing close, he inhaled her scent as he freed his cock from the confines of his pants. His organ throbbed so hard it was painful, but he needed to taste her. He had to suckle on her honey before he could allow himself the ultimate pleasure of entering her. He wanted her flavor imprinted on his tongue, needed to make her come with his mouth. “Oh, shit!” she exclaimed softly at the first swipe of his tongue.

  Delicious, but he’d known she would be. He ate her pussy like a man gone wild, which he supposed he was. He was addicted at first taste, needing her juices as much as he needed sustenance to survive. Her flavor was just too damned good. The cool air did nothing to satiate his pulsating dick. She made him hotter than the sun just by bucking her hips against his hungry mouth. Taking her clit between his lips, he made love to the little nubbin while replacing his fingers once again. She was close, her body wracked with delightful little shivers.

  “Give it to me, Shana baby,” he growled against her wet flesh. “I need it, sweetheart. Come for me.”

  Shana shook from her head to her toes. Man, the professor had some serious hidden skills! She didn’t even want to think about where he could have honed them; it would only piss her off. All she wanted to do was drown in the wonderful sensations of the here and now. She was delighted to see he’d freed the monster of a cock she’d only felt pressed against her as he rose. Thick and long, it looked furious that it had to wait for appeasement while she got hers. Well, she could certainly take care of that. But when she reached for it, leaning forward toward what appeared to be a tasty treat, Zeke stopped her.

  “Not this time,” he rasped, manacling her wrists behind her back. The action caused her to arch into him, the heavy cock in question grazing her outer nether lips. A whimper escaped as she tried to squirm her way on to it. He was a heck of a lot more fit than she could’ve ever imagined.

  Zeke kept her caged with his rock-hard thighs. “There’ll be time for that later.” Oh, yes, she liked the sound of that.

  What she didn’t like was the way he teased her. He swerved his hips, the thick, mushroomed head caressing, but not penetrating her. She couldn’t move forward—he wouldn’t allow it—and he wouldn’t move forward enough.

  “Damn it, Zeke, give it to me!” she half begged, half demanded. She needed him so bad. It was just plain wrong to be so close to sealing the deal only to have him pull back. It might even be illegal.

  “I like to hear my name on your lips.” He smiled at her. Beamed, really. It transformed his entire face from the serious, stumped scientist to an almost boyish devilment. It melted something inside Shana, making her heart expanded almost to the point of pain. She loved him. She had loved him for a while, but she’d just come to realize it hadn’t just been blinding lust that had had her daydreaming all day every day over this man. She loved everything about him; this, right now, was simply a completion, the ultimate expression of that love.

  “Say it again, sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing her softly. “I want to hear my name sighed in that sexy voice of yours every day. I want you to purr.”

  She purred? Damn, she didn’t know she had. “Zeke,” she said again, drowning in his light eyes.

  He thrust inside as soon as she voiced the first letter, knocking the breath from her lungs. Oh, damn, he was big! The pinch of pain only seemed to heighten the pleasure as Zeke filled every available inch. She panted, her eyes closing, and soaked in the sheer bliss one single plunge had caused. Her nerve endings zinged everywhere, causing goose bumps to break out all over her skin.

  “Look at me, Shana.” Zeke’s rough voice washed over her. He didn’t need to ask twice. Her eyes opened and held his. Lord, he could look at her like that all day long. His gaze was as possessive as it was loving. He looked at her like she was the eighth wonder of the world. “I love you. I’ve loved you for a very long time.” He began to move as he spoke, his stare never wavering. “I don’t want this to be all there is for us. Tell me you will come home with me tonight. Tell me you will let me show you how I feel.”

  “Yes!” Hell, yes! A thousand times over, she wanted to be with this man. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  Shana’s litany of affirmatives broke something free inside Zeke. He powered inside her, his woman, helpless to do anything else. She was so exquisitely tight, so delectably wet. He never wanted to leave her warmth. His balls drew up, throbbing with the need for release, but he couldn’t allow it. Not yet. He needed more.

  “Come for me, baby,” he groaned against the silky smooth flesh of her neck, biting down softly. “I need you to come for me.” He was primal now, thrusting hard and deep. He could feel the quivers begin deep in her womb, gradually gaining in intensity and almost throwing him over with her. But he hung on. By God, he was going to make this last even if it killed him.

  Shana was going to die right here on Zeke’s desk. The man had just given her three incredible orgasms; one with his fingers, one with his mouth, and the last with his glorious cock; and he was still going. She hadn’t come down from her last one, and he was already barreling her towards another. It was more than just his dick, or the way he moved his hips to perfection. It was his words, the whispered endearments that had her fire blazing.

  “I could live here inside of you,” he told her. “You’re so fucking tight and wet. You wrap around my dick perfectly. It’s all yours, Shana. It’s your cock, baby. Mark it as yours. Come again for me. Show me it’s good to you.”

  Show him it was good to her? He had to be kidding. She couldn’t think of anything but him, couldn’t breathe anything but his scent. Shana k
new she’d never be the same again, no matter what happened next and she would never regret this. Her body exploded on command, breaking apart completely in his arms.

  “Zeke!”

  Zeke couldn’t hold back any longer. His movements became more frantic, less coordinated. Her pussy was sucking him with unbelievable ferocity. He followed her over the edge, bucking wildly. Shana, bless her, tightened her legs around him, pulling him closer. He didn’t move, holding the bulk of his weight on his arms. He really, really didn’t want to leave her heat.

  “That was amazing,” Shana sighed, running her hands through his hair. He liked that. No one had ever done that before. It made him want to snuggle against her chest and fall asleep. He couldn’t do that just now, though. He was still rock hard despite having just come more forcefully than he could remember ever doing before. He needed her again.

  “Turn around, Shana. We’re not done.”

  Her eyes widened as he slipped back, loving the friction the movement caused. She had barely braced her hands against the desk before he returned home, right in her core. This time he didn’t bother with the slow, sensual movements. There was something primal driving him, urging him to ensure she knew she was his woman. His thrust were hard and fast, her breasts his anchors in the storm.

  Shana moved back against him, slamming her hips into his every forward drive. His teeth raked over her collar, her ear, unable to keep his lips away from her. He loved her taste, loved the way she moved against him. There wasn’t a thing in the world he didn’t love about this woman, and he wanted more and more.

  His orgasm hit out of nowhere. Her walls clamped down without warning, her body shaking in his arms. Oh, shit, he was going to die! She clasped him impossibly tight, choking his shaft. At least he would die happy.

  Shana couldn’t believe Zeke did it again! Her mouth opened in a silent scream, unable to pull in enough air to emit a sound. She came so hard her legs shook. The man was going to kill her. She collapsed in a boneless heap against the large mahogany desk. She couldn’t move. She could barely think.

  “I suspected as much.” Oh, no. The scientific curiosity was back in his voice. She would hit him if she could move. Damn scientist. “My hypothesis was correct.”

  “I am going to kill you,” Shana muttered, slowly climbing to her feet. She didn’t have to do much to right her clothes as he hadn’t taken off her underwear. She would need to visit the restroom to clean up, then she’d come back and kill him. “Our chemistry is perfectly compatible.” Zeke even had the nerve to kiss her softly, making Shana forget momentarily why he had to die.

  He pulled back so his lips brushed hers. “Let’s go home and experiment some more.”

  The End