Bedding The Biker Next Door (14 page)

He lifted his face. “You’re my fantasy, Jill.” Slowly, he released her, took her by the hand and led her down the dark hall to a large oak door with his name on a gold plate.

“Ooo, is Mr. Novak in?” Jill cooed, enjoying the way her nerves buzzed with anticipation.

“I’ll check,” he said playfully. “Do you have an appointment?”

“Yes. Yes, I do,” she said. “A private one.”

Cole smiled that gorgeous, blinding smile of his as he unlocked the door. He led them into his office and once again, closed and locked the door behind them. “Here we are,” he said. It was dark and Jill couldn’t see much of his office. “Nothing too exciting. If you’ve seen one office, you’ve seen ’em all.”

Maybe, she thought. But there was only one Cole Novak.

And she intended to use her appointment time with him wisely.

Chapter Eleven

Jill’s nerves were humming now with barely contained energy. As Cole kissed her, little shivers danced up and down her body, alternately hot and cold. What had happened to the tame woman she once was? How could it be that in a matter of days a man would come into her world and turn it upside down—turn
her
inside out? She was no longer the bland, daycare provider Jill when she was with Cole. Somehow he’d unlocked doors inside her she hadn’t even known existed.

Doors that led to desire, wanton need, and naughty, naughty ideas. With a trembling hand, Jill reached over and unlocked the office door.

Cole broke their kiss and pulled back to peer into her face. “It’s okay if you don’t want to do this.”

Oh, she wanted to do this. “I’m fine. I just need a minute to…get ready. Do you mind waiting in the outer office for just a few minutes?” An idea was brewing in her mind, making her giddy with excitement.

Cole drew his brows together. “Are you sure everything’s okay? Is this too weird for you?”

“Just wait outside for a few.”

“Okay…” He was still rooted to the spot, so she pulled open the door and gently pushed him out. There was no way she could move him on her own, but finally, he took a step forward. She gently shut the door before looking around.

Go big or go home,
she thought, heading over to Cole’s oversized oak desk. It was neat and organized. She moved the phone and his “In” and “Out” boxes off the desk and sat them temporarily on the ledge along the window behind it. She removed the blotter then, spotting a soft afghan on the back of his leather sofa, she covered the desk with it. Lastly, she took off all her clothes.

There was a little lamp on the table nearest the small sofa, which she unplugged and re-plugged behind the desk where it would cast a light glow across the surface. Finally, she switched off the bright fluorescent overhead light before taking her phone out of her purse and lying down across the desk. Butterflies did somersaults in her stomach, the tickling sensation reminding her of how she felt when she was on the back of Cole’s bike.

She loved it.

After pressing Cole’s number into her phone, he answered immediately. “Hello?”

“Mr. Novak?”

She heard him laugh softly. “Yes, Ms. Jones. But why are we being so formal?”

“I like to be professional at work. I’m afraid I can’t find what I need in your office. And it’s something I need very badly.”

“Is that right?” He chuckled, though there was harsh, breathless quality that told her his imagination was going exactly where she wanted it to.

“Yes sir. I’ve looked everywhere for it. Maybe we’d have more luck if you helped me?”

“I’ll be right in.”

Immediately, Jill saw the turn of the brass handle. She braced herself on one elbow, allowing her long hair to spill out across her shoulders and lightly brush against her breasts. Arousal pooled in her belly.

Cole stepped through the door, his eyes falling on her. Even from across the room, she sensed him tense. A slow smile spread across his face and he stalked toward her, his eyes gleaming. He stopped near the desk and folded his arms across his chest.

“Why, Ms. Jones. It seems you really are in need of assistance.”

“Oh, yes, please. Thank you for coming, sir. I was desperate.” She suppressed a giggle, not wanting to break character.

“I’m not sure how I can help. Perhaps you can give me some suggestions?”

Biting her lip, Jill slowly cupped her breast with her left hand, then used the same hand to trail a delicate path down the curves of her body. It seemed Cole was into her fantasy play. Totally into it, in fact. He’d gone right into his role. His eyes followed her hand, and when she reached the top of her thighs and let it fall between them, she saw him swallow…hard.

“I know you’re terribly busy, Mr. Novak. Like I said, I just need it so badly.” Her voice deepened on “badly” and her hand did one small stroke over the top of her mound.

Cole took a deep breath and let it out shakily. “What exactly is it we’re looking for, Miss Jones?” he asked, his voice deeper than she’d ever heard it.

“It’s one of a kind, sir, and I need it so bad!” She let her fingers travel upward and trace light circles across her stomach. “Maybe I’ll have a better chance of finding it if you come a little closer.” Slowly, she rolled onto her stomach.

Cole stepped closer so his erection was now eye level with her. Reaching out, she unbuttoned his jeans. “Maybe it’s in here, sir. Should I check?”

“Yes, I think—I think you should definitely check it out.”

He groaned as she slid his zipper down. His head dropped back, and she wondered if his eyes were rolling. She felt the warmth of his skin against her palms as she pressed them against his sides and slid the pants down along with his boxers. His cock bounced free, and in a husky voice, Jill murmured, “Oh goody. I found something.”

She took the weight of his cock in her hand, and Cole sucked in another breath. She felt his body shake as he exhaled. She maintained eye contact with him as she stuck out her tongue and let it glide across the tip of his cock. “Mmm, this is it. We found it, sir,” she said, just before she slipped her lips over the head and sucked the rest of him into her mouth.

"Oh fuck!” Cole moaned with delight, his eyes closing, and his head tilting to one side. Every couple of seconds, he’d glance down at her to watch her work him, and she made sure to keep her eyes open and focused on his face when he did.

She let his cock slide out of her mouth until she reached the head of it, then she licked around in circles as her hand wrapped around the shaft and began jerking him slowly. He helped, moving his hips in time to the rhythm she’d set. At one point, he wrapped his fingers in her long hair and tugged, almost as if he couldn’t help himself. She smiled against him, then pulled back so his cock escaped her mouth, but not her hand. Making sure he was watching her, she slapped his cock onto her tongue a few times until he groaned with pleasure.

“God, Jill. That feels so good.”

“I’m glad. I want to reward you for helping me find what I needed,” she said.

Jill swiped his cock across her lips before licking him in long, slow strokes. She made sure to make little mewling and slurping noises as she did, just to drive him extra crazy. She bent her legs, running first one foot then the other across the muscles in her calves. He watched, seeming mesmerized by the movement just as much as the feel of her mouth around him. The hands in her hair were guiding her now, pulling her back to his cock whenever she dared retreat a little.

“Yes, Mr. Novak, that’s it. I need your guidance. Make me suck you. Make me take your cock.”

Cole growled and pushed himself back into her mouth. He began moving his hips faster as he grunted, whispering her name. Suddenly, she felt the muscles in his forearms tense. His cock began to swell inside of her mouth, and she knew that he was right on the verge. She took hold of the base and squeezed just a little bit as she let the rest of him slip out of her mouth.

She reached up for him and he leaned down, giving her the kiss she craved. She used his body as leverage while they kissed, and pulled herself up to a sitting position with her legs dangling off the edge and her hard nipples brushing against the front of his shirt.

“Mmm, this job sure has its perks, Mr. Novak,” she murmured.

Cole broke the kiss and looked down at her breasts as he stripped off his shirt. Once he had tossed the garment aside he took hold of them, one in each hand. “I think you deserve a raise, Ms. Jones. For going way above and beyond.”

She loved the way his voice sounded strained like it was taking all of his self-control not to ravage her. She batted her eyes at him while tugging on his cock. “I’d do anything for you, sir.” She spread her legs further open and scooted closer to the edge of the desk. She used the tip of his cock to rub her pussy lips, up one side and down the other. “I live to please you, sir.” She used his cock like a sex toy, stroking it along the outside of her moist lips. She let it graze the hood of her clit lightly and shuddered.

“We should consider a bonus for you, too,” he said breathlessly. He pressed the tip of his hard cock firmly against her clit, and she gasped loudly. “I’m just not sure what kind of bonus I can arrange that might please us both. I’ll have to evaluate your needs.” His hardness barely nudged inside her slippery folds.

“Oh, Mr. Novak, you know what I need.”

And he did. He was giving it to her so good. She was soaking wet, so his cock slid easily up and down between her lips. He stroked against her, running his hand along the shaft as it pressed into her clit. It felt incredible and she was ready to come at any moment.

“I know what I need, Jill. I need to be inside of you. I need to feel your hot, wet pussy gripping my cock right now!” His brown eyes held nothing but pure, unbridled lust.

She let her head fall back. “I’m your willing servant, Mr. Novak. Do whatever you like with me.”

Cole growled and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her towards him and entering her with one long thrust. She cried out, and he bent his head to kiss her, catching the sound with his mouth. She was glad his tongue was in her mouth, blocking the sound then, because as he drove into her, filling her up completely, she couldn’t stifle her screams of ecstasy.

He took her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and twirled them. With each full thrust of his cock, he’d pinch down and pull on a nipple. Jill lowered her arms, which had been wrapped around his waist to hold herself in place, and gripped his hard, smooth ass cheeks. She felt them flex each time he thrust, and she pressed them toward her, urging him to go faster and deeper, wanting every inch of him. God, she couldn’t get enough.

Cole grunted and pounded against her clit furiously, making Jill stiffen as she neared release. He must have felt her legs tightening and seen the heat building in her flushed cheeks, because he pulled himself back, so that his lips broke from hers and only the tip of his cock was inside of her. Jill whimpered and opened her eyes, wondering why he’d stopped.

He grinned and started moving again, but this time slower, trying to make it last. He let the momentum build little by little, while Jill arched her hips, trying to urge him on. The more he moved his hips, the more his cock explored the smooth muscles inside of her, and the more she felt her orgasm building. It started in her toes and began radiating upwards toward her clit, but it was definitely coming.

“Oh, Cole! Oh God, that feels so good!”

“That’s Mr. Novak to you, Ms. Jones. And yes, it does.” He shoved his hands underneath her, cupping the cheeks of her ass and holding her off the desk, squeezing tightly each time he plunged into her. She was still holding onto him, but when he grabbed her, she let go and let herself fall back onto the desk, sliding one of her own arms underneath her head. With the other arm, she reached between her legs and felt him as he drove in and out of her.

He was soaking wet with her juices, and she loved the way it felt. She stroked him for a few minutes, then found her clit and began to rub it as he fucked her. She was out of her mind with desire now, and he was on the edge, too, pounding even faster. The sound of their breathing was rivaled only by the sound of their flesh slapping together.

“Yes! Oh God, Cole! Mr. Novak, sir…” Her words seemed to spur him on, and he increased his pace even more, slamming into her with more force each time.

“Oh yeah. That’s it, baby!” He growled and pounded her pussy even faster.

“Oh fuck! I’m coming, Cole! Don’t stop! Oh, my God!”

Suddenly, her whole body shook as he plowed into her. Her breathing was so irregular it was a wonder she was taking in enough air to keep from passing out. The explosion and warmth of her own orgasm coated both their sexes and ran slowly down the smoothness of her inner thighs. Cole slowed and reached for her breasts, covering them with his large hands again, giving them a gentle squeeze as he let her ride through her climax. The only word for what she was feeling was ecstasy…pure, sweet, wild ecstasy.

When she’d calmed sufficiently, Cole gripped her hips and began moving faster again. Missing his touch on her breasts, Jill squeezed them herself. He grunted his approval as she let her nipples play through her fingers. “Come on, baby,” she urged him.

He moved one of his hands to her pussy and began massaging her highly sensitive clit with his thumb. The new pressure, coupled with the slow, rhythmic grinding of his hips nearly sent her through the roof. “That’s so good!” she said.

“So good,” he grunted out. “You feel so fucking good!” He pressed down with his thumb, hard against her clit, and she squeezed him hard from inside. That was all it took for him. His hips jerked and he cried out, continuing to grind himself tightly against her as he came.

When he collapsed on top of her, she relished his heavy weight and the feel of his racing heartbeat, and wrapped her arms around him. They both struggled to catch their breath.

After a while, he stirred and lifted his face to peer into hers. Expression tender, he kissed her, and she felt him soften and slip out of her. He took her hands and pulled her back upright, kissing her gently. “That was…”