Perfect Fit: Book 4 of the Fated Hearts Series by Aimee Nicole Walker Page B

encouraged to meander through the university that night. My office, however, was locked so I pulled my keys out of my coat pocket and attempted to unlock the door. It took several attempts though because my hands were shaking due to Jag dry humping my ass in the empty hallway and biting my ear while I tried to let us in my office.
    “I haven’t come in my underwear since I was a randy teenager, Bones, but you’re making it really hard to hold back. God, I love this ass.” Jag gripped the ass in question hard in his large hands and began to massage it. “I need inside you.”
    Finally, I fitted the key in the lock and unlocked the door. Jag shoved me through the door before he slammed it hard enough to rattle the hinges. The only sound besides our pounding hearts and labored breathing was the click of the lock engaging beneath his masterful hands.
    “I don’t have any protection here. Please tell me you have something with you.”
    Jag smiled wickedly before he said, “I’ve got us covered, Bones. I wasn’t a Boy Scout, but I came prepared like one.”
    “I was a Boy Scout and that wasn’t what they meant about being prepared.” I took off my jacket and tossed it onto the small couch that I liked to read on in the late afternoon with a cup of hot coffee. I reached for my tie and began to loosen it, but Jag’s words stopped me.
    “Leave the tie and shirt on.” He pulled me into his arms and took my mouth in a ravaging, almost bruising kiss for several long, sexy minutes. “I’m going to bend you over the desk and fuck you the way your body is begging to be fucked.” Jag whipped my chair out from behind the desk and positioned me the way he wanted me. He reached around to my tie and loosened the knot so that it hung free a few inches. He lifted the knot in front of my mouth and said, “Bite on this to keep from crying out, Bones, unless you want them all to hear you receiving the pleasure I give you.”
    The dominant side of him drove me wild and I eagerly obeyed him by chomping down on my tie. Jag made quick work of unbuckling my belt and unfastening my pants. The slide of the fabric down my legs caused me to shiver with expectation. I knew that no matter how hard he rode me the first time it would pale in comparison to fucking he would give me in my office.
    I heard a soft thud on my desk from where he tossed his wallet followed by the sounds of him undressing his lower half also. I heard the metal clank of his belt buckle hit the hardwood floor and I nearly moaned out loud. I feared that all the guests were going to hear Jag turning me into his bottom hungry boy as I waited for him to take me, but it was a risk I was eager to take.
    I turned my head and watched him pull out two lube packets and one condom from his wallet. The sounds of the packets being ripped open was sexiest thing I had heard since the last time we were together. I missed watching him roll the latex down his steely length, but I didn’t pout for long because his long, confident fingers began to work the lubricant inside my tight clinch. It didn’t take me long to be grateful that he recommended I bite my tie, because it dulled the heavy groans coming from deep inside of me.
    “Just imagine how you’ll want to shout once I’ve worked my dick inside you.” Jag pressed his dick to my opening to tease me. I thrust backwards to take him inside me, but he pulled back. “You’re still so tight, Bones, and you threaten my control. I want to fuck you good and hard, but I don’t want to hurt you.” He continued stretching me until he thought I was ready to receive him. “Press your chest flat against your desk and grab onto to the edge on the other side. The only thing I want in the air is your gorgeous ass.” I did as he asked, and I was rewarded with his hot, teasing hands on my ball sac and his wicked thumb massaging my taint.
    As excited as I was to be giving my ass up to him again, I found myself holding my breath as he started to