Rush

moan escaped her full lips.
     Lips he had every intention of availing himself of. Or perhaps he’d sink into her
     pussy. She would be exquisitely tight with the plug nestled inside her.
    She gave a small cry when he finally lodged the plug fully inside her. He immediately
     caressed and stroked her behind and her back, soothing and comforting her.
    “Shhh, baby. It’s done with now. Take deep breaths. Don’t fight it. It will burn a
     moment and feel tight and full, but just breathe.”
    Her chest rose and fell in quick succession, her entire body heaving over his lap.
     After giving her a moment to gain control of her senses, he eased her upward. After
     instructing her to stand between his knees facing away from him, he reached to unfasten
     his fly and he pulled out his dick.
    He scooted to the edge of the couch, and then reached up toput his hands on her waist, guiding her down onto his waiting cock.
    She gasped when he sank into her pussy and her ass came to rest on his lap. Oh hell
     yes. She was tight and quivering around him. Liquid heat, surrounding him and sucking
     him deeper.
    After fucking her this way for a few strokes, he pushed her upward and then rose to
     stand behind her. He turned her and positioned her on her hands and knees, her ass
     perched high in the air, her knees on the very edge of the sofa.
    Her pussy was spread and bared to him, the pink flesh glistening welcomingly. Like
     nectar he couldn’t wait to dive into.
    He pushed inside her, stroking deep into her wetness. He loved taking her from behind.
     It was one of his favorite positions.
    Grasping her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, he held her firmly in place
     and began driving forcefully into her. His hips slapped against her ass, the noise
     loud in the silence of his office.
    He glanced down, watching as his dick disappeared into her pussy and then as it withdrew,
     slick with her juices.
    “Touch yourself, baby. Finish yourself off. I’m not going to last,” he said in a strained
     voice.
    It was a familiar thought and statement. It was one he seemed to make every time they
     made love. He simply couldn’t control himself around her. He only knew one speed when
     it came to Mia. All out.
    Her pussy clutched around him like a fist. She went soft and silky, instant liquid,
     dissolving around him. It made him crazy. He closed his eyes. They nearly rolled back
     in his head. His release built, coiling in his balls and then racing up his length
     until it burst from his cock and splashed deeply within her body.
    She felt so damn good. Nothing had ever felt better. No one had ever made him feel
     this crazy and out-of-control, but in a totally good way. He couldn’t even explain
     it.
    She just did it for him.
    She was his drug. His addiction that he was helpless to break. Moreover he had no
     desire to ever break it.
    He leaned into her, remaining inside her warm clasp for several long moments. When
     he eased away, he helped her to her feet and sent her into the bathroom to freshen
     herself while he straightened his clothing.
    He’d just had one of the most mind-blowing orgasms of his life and yet he was ready
     to go again the minute she walked out of the bathroom. He sucked in his breath and
     returned to his desk, determined to act with a little class and not be reduced to
     a rutting beast.
    As he glanced over his calendar, he realized he hadn’t yet told her of their trip
     to Paris the next week. He’d wanted to surprise her and he hoped she’d light up as
     he imagined she would.
    “I’m traveling to Paris next week on business,” he said casually.
    Mia’s head came up at her desk. “Oh? How long will you be gone?”
    Was it disappointment he heard in her voice or was it merely wishful thinking on his
     part?
    He smiled. “You’re coming with me.”
    Her eyes widened. “Really?”
    “Yes. We leave Monday afternoon. I assume your passport is still valid?”
    “Yes, of course.”
    There was excitement in her voice and her entire face had lit up.
    “We’ll spend the weekend together and I’ll take you shopping for anything you may
     need for the trip,” he said indulgently.
    She sobered and her gaze dropped for a moment. He couldn’t tell if she looked guilty
     or if she was merely avoiding his eyes. His brows furrowed as he continued to stare
     at her. Waiting for what she’d reacted to.
    “I have plans Friday night,” she said in a husky voice. “They were made before. I
     mean