Chapter 45

Chapter 45
DALIA
I gasped out a breath as Noah dipped down and kissed my pussy through my underwear. He kept kissing me there till my underwear was soaked from his mouth and my desire before he slowly slid it off me, trailing kisses and licks over my skin. Then my skirt followed and he used my legs to pull me from a vertical to a horizontal position on the desk, knocking things to the floor in the process. “Noah…”
He exhaled against my clit while watching me and I shuddered before he dragged his tongue over my pussy. A loud moan escaped me and I quickly clamped my hand down on my mouth while he licked me in thorough strokes that left no part of me untouched. His stubble added to the sensation and I shivered at the onslaught of sensations ripping through me, throwing my head back while he swirled his tongue around my clit, flicking it a few times hard. Jolts of pleasure rippled up my spine and I whimpered and writhed while rolling my hips to grind against his mouth.
He slipped his middle finger into me, all the way to the last knuckle, and I felt like I was about to burst out of my skin as he pumped his finger in and out of me. Muffled moans escaped me while he ate me out and he added another finger before quickening his pace, making my eyes roll back. Each stroke drove me higher and wound me tighter till I was at the precipice. He then took my clit in his mouth again and sucked hard, pushing me over the edge. Pleasure laid claim to my soul and every part of my body tingled as the world spun around me. Oh my God.
I faintly registered the sound of him tearing something open while blinking rapidly to try and focus my vision, and I took a deep breath when I saw that he was already shirtless and sheathing his cock with a condom. My wetness was all over his mouth and chin and the way he watched me made my skin heat up even more.
“You kept a condom in your office?” I asked and he grinned, dragging two fingers down my slit, parting me obscenely, before dragging me towards him, stopping when my ass was at the edge of the desk.
“Would you rather I pump you full of cum?” he asked and my eyes went round, my mouth running dry, as I pictured him doing that. Pictured his cum dripping down my legs when he was done with me. A muscle in his jaw twitched like he just pictured the same thing I did and he tightened his hold on me. “Shit.” Then he pushed his full length into me in one swift motion while holding my gaze, and I bit down hard on my bottom lip as my back arched. Fuck.
“Professor,” I said breathily as I clenched around him and he paused, his eyes darkening. “I… I don’t think this is appropriate.”
“Fuck being appropriate.” He slid out of me slowly and then slammed back in, jolting me up the desk and sending more objects falling to the ground as the desk shifted beneath me. Holy Shit.
He yanked me back to him and looped his arms under my thighs, holding me open for him before he continued fucking me. He moved slowly, a slow withdrawal followed by a harsh penetration, and whimpers worked their way past my lips despite my best efforts. I couldn’t believe this was happening. That I was on the desk in Noah’s office and getting fucked by him. It felt like a fever dream and if it really was, I didn’t want to wake up anytime soon.
I moaned when he spread my legs wider, staring down at where we were connected to watch his cock move in and out of me. He then tightened his hold on me and delivered a series of shallow thrusts that had me fighting not to close my eyes. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? How long I’ve wanted to take you on this desk? …You drive me crazy, Dalia.” His pace had increased now and it took everything for me to muffle the noises that wanted to escape me.
He hooked my right leg around him and grabbed the edge of the desk before leaning down to lick my nipples and suck them into his mouth, first one side and then the other. I groaned and writhed beneath him, my eyes rolling back into my head, while he kept lavishing my breasts with his tongue and I clawed at his back, meeting his thrusts as he fucked me.
This man was going to be the end of me.
He abruptly stood upright, pulling me with him, so I was now in a sitting position, and resumed driving his cock into me until I was shaking and sobbing out each exhale and clenching tightly around him. Another thrust, a second, and then I was coming so hard, I bit down on his shoulder to muffle my scream as I dug my fingers into his back. He made a sound of surprise in the back of his throat at that while he stopped pumping into me and pulled out, leaving me feeling empty. Huh?
I slowly pulled away from him after I managed to catch my breath and as I was about to ask him why he stopped, he pulled me to my feet and bent me over the desk. Oh! He pinned me in place as he wedged his legs between mine, spreading me, and my body thrummed with anticipation. He then shoved his entire length into me, drawing a groan from me, while kissing the back of my neck and sliding his fingers between my legs to stroke my clit. Oh God.
“You love this, don’t you?” His voice was pure sin.
“Yes,” I moaned, trying to get him to start driving into me, but he had me too effectively pinned. I was fully at his mercy and I fucking loved it.
He rubbed my clit against his fingers with the movement of his hips by grinding into me, making me groan, and the moment he pulled his fingers away, he gripped my hips tightly and started pounding into me hard and fast.
“Ah!”
“Cover your mouth,” he said as I quickly did that, and I knew that I would be bruised and sore by the time he was done, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. His hips beat against mine as his body pumped into mine with a punishing rhythm and my heart raced along. Tingles began in my centre while sparks rolled up my legs before he peeled my ass cheeks apart and he did it so hard, it felt like he was going to rip me in two. I whimpered at the pain mingled with pleasure and moments later, my orgasm swept me under. I screamed against my palm as it ripped me apart while Noah kept fucking me, and one orgasm rolled into a second as he finally followed me over the edge.

Reckless. That was reckless… but I loved it.
I was sore and nervous as I stepped out of Noah’s office and felt a bit relieved when I saw that the hallway was empty. Oh wait. Not empty. There was a pregnant woman leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway with her eyes fixed on the wall, and I shut the door behind me, drawing her attention, before I began to walk down the hallway. Her eyes darted between me and my bag for several moments, her brows drawn together, and that made me feel quite uncomfortable but as I got closer to her, I felt like I had seen her before. I couldn’t remember where though.
She suddenly grabbed me when I walked past her, making me jolt, and her nails dug into my arm. “Nice bag,” she stated, staring at me blankly.
“Uh… Thanks?” I tried to pull my arm away but she only tightened her hold on me and my brows snapped together. What the fuck? “Can I help you?” I asked and she gave me a once over, tipping her head to the side, without responding. “Do I know you?”
“You should.” She finally let go of my arm while I was still trying to pull myself away and I stumbled backwards a bit while she began to head down the hallway. “What the fuck?” I muttered under my breath, frowning as I watched her walk away, before I headed into the stairwell, massaging the spot she’d grabbed.
“Dalia,” a voice called out and I looked up to see Harvey walking up the stairs. “I was looking for you.”
“Oh, I was…” I trailed off, glancing over my shoulder, and when I returned my attention to him, I pressed my lips together.
“With Anderson?”
“...Yes.”
The corner of his mouth twitched as he gave me a once over before turning around and heading down the stairs. “Your shirt is missing a button.”