Cake Love: All Things Payne(65)

I grab her hand and gently remove it from my cock, while pinning her hands behind her back. She now has to lay on me as I hold her hostage in my grasp. I sit up, bringing her with me, and break our kiss. I let go of her wrists and trail a hand down her neck to her breasts, slipping in to pinch her nipple. She arches into my palm.

"Ms. Drake, you have been a very bad woman, torturing me like that. You know I will have no option but to punish you for your actions. However, you know me; I’m not an unreasonable man. I will still answer your question...slowly...as I f*ck you."

I flick her nipple with my thumb causing her to gasp. "Now get up, put your hands on the desk, and bend over, Ms. Drake."

Morgana's eyes widen as a small smile breaks out on her face. She pushes off me and gets into position. She instinctively goes to remove her glasses, but I stop her.

"Leave them on," I state firmly as I shimmy off my pants and black boxer briefs. Once I am standing, I have everything off from the waist down.

Walking to the side of her, my hand trails down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it to show her lace covered cheeks. I watch her as she turns her head to look at me. Her eyes softening as I skim my fingers over her flesh, trailing the edge of the lace.

I push down her panties but just to her thighs and spread open her cheeks to see her shimmering rose colored * waiting for me. I dip my finger between her folds, sliding it in and out a few times as she releases a heavy sigh.

"Three tier," I state just as I get on my knees and brush my tongue along her soft wet curves. I make sure to bypass her clit, knowing it will be too sensitive right now, and focus on pushing my tongue inside her. She tastes tangy but with a certain sweetness that is only Morgana. When I fantasized about her over the past few months, this is what I pictured, me tasting every inch of her body as she wore her sexy as f*ck glasses.

"Henrik. Ah. Ah. Ahhh."

Morgana is pushing into my face and I have to stroke myself as I taste her. I need her to slow it down or I'm going to come in my hand. After a few strokes, I take my hand away from myself and slap her beautiful round ass cheek. Morgana yelps, but it's followed by a groan as I massage away the sting.

A few more smacks, some on her cheek, a few on her thigh, and I push my fingers inside her while sucking on her clit. Already I feel her tightening around me. After a couple more kisses, she breaks apart over me.

"I'm coming..." she yells, as she pulses around my fingers, her thighs shaking as her orgasm spreads through her.

"Okay Morgana. I'll wait a few more minutes, but then I have to leave for that meeting in the loop." We both look up at the sound of Jamie's voice floating under the office door. Both of us don't move for a few moments until we hear him walk away before breaking out into laughter.

"Do you think he heard us?" I ask but she shakes her head, still breathing hard against the desk.

"No and even if he did, I’ve caught him before with his assistant, so he would never say anything."

Morgana starts to push up from the desk, but I halt her progress and press her back down. Leaning in, I whisper in her ear, "Blue fondant icing with reddish pink flowers edging a trail up the side."

She moans and I quickly grab a condom from my pants pocket on the floor. After rolling it on, I line my cock to her and slide it up and down her slickness. Slowly I thrust into her. I can still feel the aftershocks of her orgasm as I fill her.

"God Morgana, I forgot how good you feel."

I try to take it slow, but her soft heat is too addicting. That and she keeps crying for me to go faster.

The sounds of our breathing and the slapping of our skin fill the room. I know I won't last long. This is all too much and I can only be grateful I have a condom on which is helping me last as long as I am.

"Sweetcakes, I can't hold out." I bite my lip and look away. Seeing her bent over the desk as her ass shakes, while I pound into her is more than I can handle.

"I love you, Henrik."

I snap my head back to see her face morphed into blissful pain. She cries out and I can feel her muscles contract around me as she climaxes. Watching her fall while opening her heart sends me over the edge.

My head falls back as I push deep inside her, stilling my movements.

"Oh God, Morgana," I partially groan the words.

After I return to Earth and we both laugh in relief, I push out of her and get rid of the condom. I help her off the desk and wrap my arms around her from behind. Sprinkling her neck with kisses, I keep fondling her boobs because they were made to be groped.

"That was a hell of a cake you talked about, Mr. Payne." She pulls away from me, turns around, and holds her hand out to shake.

"Looks like you have yourself a deal. Yes, I will marry you Henrik"

I grin like the biggest idiot and push her hand away, kissing her instead. After a few minutes of our lip assault, I stand back and gaze at her in curiosity.

"So, what if I had described a different cake or a cake you didn't like? Would you have said no?"

Her brows crease as she tilts her head. "A cake I don't like? Do you even know me Henrik? That is the most ridiculous question I have ever heard."

A knock on the door interrupts my laughter. We freeze again, but then I realize we aren't having sex this time. We quickly adjust our clothes before she tells the person to come in.

"Hey Drake, I just wanted...oh. Hello Payne." Evaleen stops mid stride as she notices me standing beside Morgana. Her usual snarly tone is not as evil this time. I think our conversation yesterday warmed Evaleen to me.