Kate Hoffmann - Declan

With a satisfied smile, Dec picked up another magazine and flipped to the centerfold. He held it up, letting the page open into his lap. “Look at this,” he said, turning the magazine so Rachel could see. “You have much nicer breasts than this woman. See, these don’t look real. Yours look…natural.”

“Thank you,” Rachel said.

“And you have nicer hair,” Dec added. “I like your hair. It’s…different.”

“Different good or different bad?”

“Good,” Dec said. He plucked at his own hair. “It’s wavy and thick, so I can sink my fingers into it when I’m kissing you. I like that.”

“Anything else?” Rachel asked, a smile twitching at the corners of her mouth.

“If I had to describe my fantasy woman, she’d look pretty much like you.” He paused. “Well, she’d look exactly like you.” He tossed the magazine aside and stood, then crossed the office to her. Leaning forward, his hands braced on her desk, he kissed her upturned face, first her cheeks, then her nose, then her mouth.

“Do I have to give you something else to occupy your time?” she asked. “I have some nice drawings of sexual positions you might like.”

“I’ll let you know if I need them for reference.” He circled around the desk and pulled her to her feet, then wrapped his arms around her waist. This time, he gave her a long, deep kiss, designed solely to make her forget her work and turn her attention back to him.

“You know pretty much everything about sex, don’t you,” he murmured, his voice warm against her ear. She nodded. “There’s one thing you don’t know, though.”

“What’s that?” Rachel asked.

“Never give a man porn when he’s locked in an office with a beautiful woman.”

“We’re not locked in,” she said.

“Then I think you better lock us in,” Dec countered.

Rachel slowly backed away from him. At first, he thought she’d find an excuse to put him off. He turned around and leaned against the edge of her desk. And when he heard the lock click, he smiled.

The click was like a starter’s pistol and Dec walked across the office and grabbed Rachel, dragging her into a frantic kiss. He didn’t want to spend time with preliminaries. They could do that in the privacy of his apartment later that night. Right now, he just had to have her naked body in his arms.

His hands fumbled with her clothes, stripping them off as quickly as he could. At first, Rachel seemed surprised by his aggression, but then she laughed softly and began to tear at his clothes, too.

Within seconds, they were both naked, their mouths still fixed on each other’s. He couldn’t get enough of her as his hands skimmed over her body, enjoying each sexy curve. Every inch of her skin was so soft and warm, like silk against his fingertips.

Dec reached down and grabbed her behind her thighs, then picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. If last night had been slow and easy, then this would be the exact opposite. He wanted it all and he wanted it right away. He pressed her back against the bookcases and Rachel spread her arms out and held on to the shelves for balance.

“God, you feel so good,” he whispered, his body pressed into hers. He reached down and cupped her breast in his hand, then bent to capture her nipple, licking and sucking until it was hard.

Rachel groaned, arching against him. “Oh, yes.” She let go of the shelf and wrapped her arms around his head. “Oh my.” She rocked against him, his cock sliding against her clitoris. He moved with her, growing slick with the damp of her desire.

Dec shifted, grasping her buttocks and moving her up and down against him. Her breath came in quick gasps and she moaned in rhythm to his thrusts. “Do you want it?” he asked, his tone thick with desperation. “Do you want me inside you?”

“Yes,” she replied. “Now. Please.”

“Condom,” he murmured. Wrapping her legs more tightly around his waist he walked with her to the desk where his jeans hung off the edge. He set her down on the smooth wood surface, then grabbed his wallet and pulled out the plastic packet he’d tucked inside. He tore it open, fumbling with the slippery rubber before he smoothed it over his cock.

He picked her up again but Dec wasn’t sure he could hold her and come at the same time, so he shoved the papers off her desk and laid her back down in front of him. She seemed ready for him, but Dec wasn’t about to ignore her needs. He spread her legs, then knelt down to lick and tease at her clitoris.

She was already aroused and within a minute or two, she cried out, exploding in a powerful orgasm. He wanted to feel the spasms of her body so he quickly rose and slipped inside her. She was hot and swollen and still convulsing as he began to move inside her.

It didn’t take long before he was dancing on the edge of his own orgasm. Dec gathered himself, pushing back against the pleasure until it was too much to bear, then pushing back again. He grabbed her foot and brought it up to his mouth, kissing her instep, then running his tongue up to her toes.

How could it feel this good? Even the very first time he came inside a woman, it hadn’t felt this good. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure that he was experiencing but the sensation of possessing Rachel, of her being entirely his for the time he was inside her.

He’d never been a jealous person, but he knew now how a man might become crazy with need for a woman. If anyone ever dared try to take Rachel from him, there’d be no limit to what he’d do to keep her. It wasn’t a rational thought, Dec knew that. But the feelings inside of him were so powerful that he felt he couldn’t control them.

He brought her legs over his shoulders, then stared down into her face, her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, her damp lips parted. She was his fantasy come to life. Though he’d said the words to her, he didn’t really know what they meant until now. This was all he’d ever needed or wanted.

Dec reached down and slid his thumb gently between their bodies, rubbing at her again. After last night, after the sensation of her body clenching around him, he wanted be inside her when she came. He moved slowly, giving her time to relax and recover from her first orgasm. But it wasn’t long before she began rocking against him in an ever-quickening rhythm.

He was close but Dec waited, holding back far longer than he’d ever thought possible. And when Rachel arched against him, he let go, joining her in a shattering orgasm that seemed to last forever, driving into her one last time.

Spent, Dec fell forward. He nuzzled her neck, kissing a trail from her ear to her shoulder, then back again. “I bet none of your research subjects ever had that reaction to those magazines,” he murmured.

Rachel laughed softly, then grabbed his hair and pulled his head up so she could look at his face. She gave him a slow, deep kiss, then sighed. “Remind me to put those in a bag so we can take them home.”

“I don’t need pictures of naked women to get me going,” Dec said. “You do that just fine on your own.”

She sighed, then pulled him back down on top of her. “I don’t think I want the police to catch my stalker. Then you could be with me forever and make me feel like this all the time.”

Dec wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight. Funny, he was thinking exactly the same thing.

RACHEL STOOD STARING INTO HER suitcase and studied her wardrobe possibilities, searching for an outfit that was sophisticated, yet simple, and flattered her figure as well.

She and Dec had come back to his place from her office and immediately tumbled into his bed, repeating the experiences of that afternoon. She’d just assumed that they’d stay in bed until it was time for her to leave for her shift at the station, but Dec was determined that they go out on their date.