WorkIt by Marilyn Campbell Page B

Servwell, how
would you react if I did this?” His hand cautiously raised and his fingers
threaded through her hair then paused at her nape.
    A shiver shot straight down her spine from his fingertips.
Her eyes closed as she marveled at the intense sexual reaction she felt from
such a simple gesture. Her nipples contracted so swiftly it felt as though they
had been physically tweaked and a second later her clit swelled in hungry
response. She could barely breathe let alone speak but he had asked her a
question. And she needed to give him an answer.

Chapter Two
     
    “Coralee?” The fingers at the base of her neck applied the
slightest pressure.
    She had fantasized about him saying her name like that—soft,
uncertain, filled with need. She took the step that brought them within a
breath of each other and the heady scent of him sent away the last of her
modesty. Her hands moved to his waist then found their way up the front of his
dress shirt over his contracted nipples and around his neck. His sharp inhale
sent a ripple of anticipation through her.
    “Well, Mr. Farmer, if you did that, I’d only have one word
to say to you.” Rising on her toes and drawing his head down, she whispered, “ Yes. ”
    In a heartbeat his mouth pressed down on hers and his arms
enveloped her so tightly there was no space left between them. His lips felt
tender, yet moved over hers with an urgency born of waiting much too long.
    Cory wanted to experience everything she’d dreamed about all
at once and she wanted him to understand that there was no need to wait for any
of it. The instant he gave her an opening her tongue pushed through. He sucked
it fully into his mouth and she allowed him to savor that small part of her
while she enjoyed the feel of his body moving and changing against hers.
Moments later his tongue pushed hers back, receded and thrust forward again.
    His kisses were as perfect as she had thought they would be
but she had been wrong to ever think being kissed by him would be enough. It
wasn’t possible to be satisfied with his hot, wet tongue fucking her mouth when
she felt his cock growing, stretching, hardening against her lower
abdomen.
    Of course she had wondered about it . Was it average
or large, thick or long? Would he ease it into her body gently, inch by inch,
or ram it in hard and fast? Her uterus contracted in preparation and she
shifted her hips to send him the message that she was definitely available for
the meeting he was proposing.
    Needing no further encouragement, his hands grasped her ass,
lifted and pulled her hard against his erection. He was as prepared and ready
as she was.
    There were so many things she had fantasized about him doing
to her. His hands molding her breasts, his fingers skimming over her naked flesh,
his mouth playing with her pussy until she was incoherent with desire… She
looked up into his eyes, now darkened with desires of his own and her selfish
thoughts disintegrated. All she really wanted was to give him an experience he
would never forget.
    Without giving it another thought, her fingers yanked at his
belt buckle and the hook and zipper of his slacks. Foreplay was now completely
out of the question. As far as she was concerned the last three years were all
the foreplay she needed. She just wanted his cock deep inside her cunt as
quickly as she could get it there.
    She had his pants and briefs dropped before he realized how
far ahead of him she was. The moment he caught up, however, he spun her around
so that her back was against his chest and she was facing his desk. With his
hardened penis moving against her bottom, his hands ran up the front of her
body and kneaded her full breasts through her dress. She moaned with
appreciation as her nipples tightened and he squeezed more possessively.
    “You like?” he asked unnecessarily.
    Rather than answer, she reached between their bodies to
grasp his cock but no sooner did she find it than he caught both her wrists,
nudged her