20.

Ryan

T his isn't how my day was supposed to go, but I'm not stopping. I'm kissing the most beautiful woman I've ever met in my damn life, but I want more. So much more. No matter what comes next, I just know it's not going to be enough. She's everything to me. She's fire and ice and passion and chaos.

My life was empty before Alex barreled in like a sexy hurricane, but she's here now, and I know she's not going anywhere.

She's here with me, and I want more.

I take a step back, breaking our kiss, so I can look at her. She stands in front of me, eyes closed and waits patiently. It's all an act. My sweet girl is anything but patient. I saw the way she kicked Allison out. Honestly, nothing has ever been hotter than that. I love a spicy jealous girl who isn't afraid to do what she wants to get some dick, and that's what Alex wants right now.

Me.

I circle her like a shark.

"What are you doing?" Alex whispers the words, but she doesn't move. Her eyes stay closed.

"Looking at what's mine."

"Seems like things are moving a little fast."

"Not fast enough."

"It's pretty fast, Ryan."

"I'm used to getting my way," I tell her. "When I want something, I take it. End of story." That's how my life works. It's how I'm accustomed to things working. I'm okay with this.

"And what happens when you don't get your way?"

I stop in front of her and reach out, taking her chin between my thumb and fingers. Her eyes fly open.

"I always get my way, Alex."

Then I kiss her again. This time, I don't stop. I allow myself to explore her body. My hands brush over her soft nipples and then move lower. She's got a soft, shaved pussy that makes my dick hard. I slide a finger between her lips and then push inside of her.

Of course, she's completely soaked for me.

She groans at the intrusion, but I don't stop. She wants more. Needs more. I need it, too. I need everything that's happening between us. A sense of urgency fills me. I can't describe why this has to happen now, but it does. Maybe it's because the two of us have been dancing around this for weeks.

Maybe it's because Alex is the best thing that's ever happened to me.

She groans as I play with her body, working her over like a harp. I'm an expert when it comes to women, but I also know that each person is different. I kiss Alex as I tease her clit, listening carefully for the little groans and moans that indicate where she likes to be touched best, and how.

"There we go," I say as she lets out a particularly loud moan. "Right there, baby."

I play with her, holding her flush against me as she gets closer and closer to the best orgasm of her life. She comes apart for me beautifully, like an angel soaring into the sky, and then she collapses against me.

But we aren't done.

I move her, gently pushing her to my desk. She falls flat against the surface, and she spreads her legs automatically for me. I don't even have to tell her. She's that damn good.

"What are you doing to me?" Alex whispers.

"Whatever I want."

Only, it's not exactly true. Alex is insanely gorgeous. She's sweet. She's kind. She's the type of person who doesn't look at me and just see dollar signs. I don't know when the last time I felt this way was, but I want more. With her, I want everything. I need everything.

I reach out and run my finger through her soft pussy lips.

"You're wet for me, Alex."

"I know." She quivers at my words.

"You've been thinking about me."

"Yes."

"Tell me."

"I've liked you since I started working here," she says, admitting what I suspected. I feel the same way about her, so these words delight me.

"Do you think about me when you touch yourself?"

"Yes."

"Alex?"

"Always," she says.

"Do you want me to fuck you now, Alex?" Oh, I want this with a deep, aching desire that's been bubbling up in me for a long time.

"Yes." Her word is a whisper, but it's loud and clear to me. She pauses as I start to rub my cock against her. "I'm on birth control," she says.

"Good girl," I say again, and judging by the way she looks back at me and bites my lips, I can tell that she's got something of a praise kink. "I always use condoms, though," I say. I want to protect her as much as I want to protect myself. I feel the need to guard her, to keep her safe. Birth control works, but nothing is 100%. I leave her in place and walk around my desk, grab a condom from the top drawer, and come back around. As soon as I sheath myself with the condom, I sheath myself in her pussy.

Alex groans.

It's the hottest damn sound I've heard in ages. It's everything I dreamt it would be and more. She's a goddess who has been waiting for me to worship her body. I haven't even bothered taking my clothes off. I just grip her, pulling her tightly against myself, and I fuck her hard.

I'm relentless, giving her my dick with a fiery passion that can only be described as animalistic. She's loud, which makes the entire thing even hotter. There's no one to overhear us, but Allison might wish she had.

When I come apart, it's all for her, and I groan through my release. It's something I didn't even realize I needed quite so badly until this very moment. Then I just stand there, next to Alex, and I run my fingers down her spine, dancing them over her skin.

She really is perfect.

Too bad we're only going to hurt each other.