Indebted to the Mafia King

*Heidi*

The steamy session at Cal's car only got me worked up enough to be desperate for him to take me. So much that I didn't even bother that he took me to his office out of all places. When he said he wanted to take me somewhere safer, I thought he was talking about his apartment, but to my surprise, I was even more aroused when he took me to his bar.

I never had sex in an office before, but I've read enough books to keep my imagination vivid and wanting to give it a try.

Standing in his office in nothing but my underwear turns me on more than I expected. The simple fact that someone could barge in at any minute and catch us excites me more than I'd like to admit.

God, I was never like this before. I wonder how Cal manages to turn me into this hungry woman who can only think about having sex.

Sure, I do want more from him, but right now, having sex with him leaves me fully satisfied, and if that's all I can get, well, I might as well take it while he is offering me.

The intense look of passion in his eyes is enough to make my core pool with need. Everything in me is already tense and sensitive, as if my body knows what he is about to do to me. The expectation and anticipation seems to be too much for me to handle, but I urge myself to get a grip so I can enjoy it further. I don't want it to end too quickly.noveldrama

Cal is good at foreplay, and if last night was any indication of what he can do to me, I can expect he will take me over the edge again more than once tonight.

He finds the nape of my neck with his mouth, licking and sucking at the skin and making me moan his name.

He moves us backward until I'm against the wall behind his desk. Being pressed between his toned body and the wall leaves me breathless, but I can't find it in me to push him away so I can take a breath.

He seems to be the only oxygen I need right now.

His large hands roam the back of my thighs, and he easily pulls me up, as if I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist, twining our bodies together. His hard length brushes against my core, adding just enough pressure to make me choke on a moan.

Cal grunts against my skin, his teeth grazing at the soft flesh of my collarbone as he pushes himself harder against me.

"You should have taken those off, too," I complain, gesturing to my panties which are in the way of me getting what I so desperately need.

He looks at me, his eyes darkened by the shadows of desire, and that devilish smirk I like so much makes an appearance.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of that," he informs me, and to illustrate what he means, his fingers slip under the thin lace, immediately teasing me, circling my clit with expertise.

I bite down on my lower lip hard, preventing a loud moan from escaping my throat. My fingers sink into his shoulders, as I try to hold onto the last glimpse of reality I am struggling to keep.

My toes curl as his fingers speed up, slightly increasing the pressure on my sensitive nub.

"I-I won't last long if you keep doing that," I warn him.

A dark chuckle escapes him, but he doesn't stop.

I can feel the electric wave approaching me, so intense and brutal that I close my eyes to prepare for it to hit me. And when I think I am already on the edge, Cal slides two fingers inside of me.

A surge of heat courses through me, and for a few seconds, I'm frozen in place, feeling my walls throbbing around his fingers as I come.

I drop my head on his shoulder, taking deep breaths to compose myself. Cal patiently waits for me, holding me in his arms, his fingers still inside of me.

When I pull back to look at him, he releases me. The emptiness I immediately feel inside when he moves feels like a loss, but I know he won't leave me hanging for too long. To prove to me he isn't done, he sticks his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them, his eyes on me.

"You taste so good," he purrs. "Now," he continues, setting my feet down on the floor and turning me so that my back is now against his muscled chest.

Before I know it, my face is on the hard wood of his desk as he bends me over it. His hands slowly and deliciously caress my hips and ass. I brace myself, anxiously anticipating his next move.

Cal finally slides my underwear down my legs, taking his time to do it, and torturing me in the process.

"You're really patient," I mumble breathlessly.

I don't care if he knows I'm eager for more of him. At this point, I could even beg him to fuck me, and I wouldn't care if he thinks I'm too desperate.

He wraps his hand around my ponytail and tugs on it, finding my earlobe with his mouth and biting down.

"Why would I want to rush this?" His voice is hoarse and heavy.

While one hand holds me by the hair, the other snakes around my waist, finding my clit again. I'm still wet and slightly sensitive, his touch causing shivers to run through me, but the sensation is so overwhelming I feel ready for him to make me come again.

He keeps moving his thumb while he bends me over the desk again. With his free hand, he grips my hips, guiding me into position. I hear the noise of plastic being ripped, which I'm assuming it's from the condom package, and I know I'm closer than ever to getting what I spent the entire day dreaming about.

A gasp escapes my lips as Cal thrusts into me from behind, my wetness allowing him to sink himself to the hilt. Still rubbing my swollen clit, Cal increases the speed of his thrusts with unrestrained enthusiasm, making me whimper loudly. I must look like a savage, like an animal reaching primary pleasure, but I couldn't care less. I can only hope this room is soundproof because I can't control my moans anymore.

"There you go, sweetheart," he whispers against my ear, his dick pumping in and out of me, making me hold onto the desk hard.

His grip on my hips tightens as his movements get more erratic. Then, with one final thrust, his length pumps inside of me, my inner walls wrapping around him tightly. A grunt escapes him as he holds me against his hard chest, his skin hot against mine.

"That was..." I trail off, too exhausted to say anything.

"You're fucking perfect," Cal muses against my ear.

My heart is racing while I try to catch my breath. It's hard to do so with Cal holding me against him like this, but I'm glad he is because I'd surely fall on the floor if he let go of me. My legs feel like jelly, and I can barely feel them. My insides are deliciously sore, and if we were in his bed right now, I would probably fall asleep right away.

"Are you okay?” he asks me attentively.

I nod, leaning my head on his shoulder. "More than okay. I feel like I died and went to heaven."

A chuckle reverberates through his chest, and Cal places a soft kiss on my neck.

He carefully removes a strand of hair from my sweaty forehead. The touch feels so intimate and gentle after what we just did that it leaves me astonished for a split second. It's shocking how Cal can go from a wild, sexy man to a romantic and gentle one within the blink of an eye. And it doesn't come as a surprise to me that I like both versions of this man.

He turns me to face him, his arms still wrapped around me and keeping me close to him. And even though I don't think there will ever be a moment where this sexual tension between us doesn't exist, I love that we can also have a peaceful moment like this where no words are needed, just us staring at each other in silence, showing our affection through our eyes.

"So, what do you want to do now? Should we go for another round here, or should I take you to my place?" He wiggles his brows at me, his offer sounding more like a suggestion than anything else.

I laugh, kissing his lips. "I think I should go home tonight. We can meet tomorrow if you want, though. That way I can keep you wanting me even longer."

"As if that's necessary. I don't think I'll ever get tired of you," he says.

And with those words, I'm sure I'll have a lot to dream about tonight.