Chapter 2
Without giving her a chance to respond, he claimed her lips in another passionate kiss, gently pressing her into the desk behind them. Tightening his grip on her ass, he lifted her effortlessly, sitting her on the edge of the large piece of furniture and guiding her legs around his waist.
Placing his hands on her knees, he steadily ran his hands upwards, gathering the smooth material of her skirt as he went, pushing it out of his way as he approached her hot center. Letting his fingers skim over the silkiness of her inner thighs, he brushed them across the remaining scrap of material that still hid her from his full view, groaning when he felt the wetness that was already pooling there for him.
"Is this all for me?" he murmured softly, working his fingers beneath the material and brushing them across her sensitive flesh, her hips bucking frantically against his hand as he caressed her.
"Do you want me, baby girl? Do you want me to take you right here…right now?" he ground out slowly, punctuating each word with a gentle stroke against her pulsating clit.
The feel of the cool air circulating around her overheated center combined with the sudden and intense jolt of pleasure from his intimate caresses shocked her back to reality, and Samantha began to push weakly at his shoulders as she tried to form the words to protest what he was doing to her.
"I…can't…he might….come back…early…..clients…door…unlocked…." she mumbled incoherently, unable to even form a complete sentence as his hands moved to her firm breasts, teasing the already hardened nipples as his lips continued their unbearable torture on her neck and throat.
"Oh baby, you really don't want me to stop do you?" he murmured softly, working one of his long fingers inside of her dripping sex, stroking her in slow, steady movements, as he used his other hand to quickly unfasten the small buttons on her blouse, shoving the material over her shoulders and out of his way as he tugged the straps of her bra down her arms, exposing her breasts to his lustful gaze.
Her back arching violently as he enclosed one rosy peak in his hot mouth, Samantha felt her hips beginning to work involuntarily against his probing hand, shuddering at the feeling of the intense pressure building inside of her.
Her gaze briefly traveling to the empty doorway, Samantha prayed that her boss didn't decide to come back early today, picturing the look of surprise and disgust that would surely cover his face if her were to catch her in such a compromising position. She was risking everything at the moment…her job, her reputation, everything that she had worked so hard to build for herself. But at the moment, none of that seemed to matter.
The only thing that mattered to her right now was this huge man who was standing before her, the one that was so skillfully manipulating her body to obey his every command. The one that was driving her out of her mind with nearly unbearable pleasure.
Feeling the way her body arched and shuddered in his embrace, Glen knew without a doubt that she was finally ready for him. Grabbing at the small scrap of material between her thighs, he ripped it off with one swift jerk, stuffing the torn fabric into his pocket before his hand wandered to the front of his pants, finally releasing his pulsating erection from the confines of his uniform.
"Ummm baby." he growled deeply, stroking himself firmly as he readied himself to claim her body, wanting…needing….to make her his completely.
"Look what I found darlin'. Another package just for you. This one's got your name all over it sweetheart. Are you ready for it baby?" he asked playfully, gripping her hips and easing her toward him.
Parting her legs even farther, he eased his throbbing cock toward her drenched center, fighting the urge to thrust madly into her as her warm passageway eagerly enfolded his hardened flesh.
"Sami…." he moaned loudly, loving the way her body seemed to fit his perfectly.
Letting himself sink deeper inside of her, he grasped her hips tightly as she bucked against him, trying his best to maintain what little control he had left.
Working his hips in a slow and steady movement, he began to thrust in and out of her slowly, the sighs and whimpers that were escaping from her parted lips only serving to arouse him that much more. Slipping his hands beneath her to cup her ass again, he raised her up off of the desk, pressing her more firmly into his crotch as he sank even deeper inside of her.
Her hands braced on the desk behind her, Samantha tried desperately to steady herself against his ever increasing thrusts, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke. She could already feel her orgasm building inside of her, and she began to work her hips frantically against his, seeking out the release that she so desperately needed.
Feeling the way her body was beginning to clutch at him, Glen quickly increased the pace, tightening his grip on her even more as the pleasure began to work its way through his own body.
"How does that feel sweetheart? Like that baby?" he growled, his eyes traveling over her body, loving the way she was responding to his touch.
"Ohhh…yes….please….faster…" she whimpered, the sounds growing louder and more frequent as he continued his steady pace.
"You gonna cum for me baby girl? You gonna show me how good I make you feel, angel?"
"Oh God YES!" she cried, her legs tightening almost painfully around him as she tried to pull him deeper inside of her.
"Then tell me baby. Let me hear you. I want to hear you scream my name." he groaned loudly, the first stirrings of his own orgasm building inside of him.
Whimpering loudly, Samantha opened her eyes, meeting his lust-filled gaze as she stared up at him questioningly.
Scream his name? She'd never thought to ask him his name. She was always too busy staring at his luscious body to ask him for his name!
Seeing the pained look that crossed her face, Glen drew his brows together in a frown, fearful that he was hurting her. Slowing his pace, he slid his hands up her back to grip her shoulders holding her tightly against him as she squirmed in his grasp.
"What's the matter sweetheart? Am I hurting you?" he murmured softly, starting deep into her eyes as he searched for an answer.
"No…" she replied shakily, barely able to catch her breathe as he continued to move inside of her.
"I just…don't…know…your...name…." she managed to gasp out between strokes, a deep blush covering her body at her guilty confession.
Chuckling softly, he increased his pace once more, thankful that he wasn't hurting her.
"It's Glen. My name is Glen." he replied, watching as her eyes closed again in pleasure, her body once again meeting his every movement. "Now I want to hear you say it. Say my name baby. Tell me how good I make you feel."
"Oh….Glen…please don't stop." she cried as he pushed her closer to the edge, knowing that there would be no turning back now.
"That's it baby, cum for me. I want to hear you." he demanded, the sound of his name on her lips driving him closer to his own release.
"Glen….please….faster….oh …don't stop…please…don't….stop….!" she shrieked, her body clamping down on him and convulsing as her orgasm finally hit.
Arching her back, she dug her nails painfully into his arms as he continued to thrust in and out of her willing body, her movements triggering his own intense release. Growling out her own name between clenched teeth, Glen emptied himself inside of her warm body, collapsing on top of her as the last tremors of pleasure passed through him.
Slowly coming back to life, he rested his forehead against hers, kissing her playfully on the nose and smiling when he heard her moan softly beneath him. After a few long moments, he reluctantly pulled himself from her embrace, helping her upright as he stood to his feet.
Grabbing a few tissues from her desk, he cleaned himself the best he could before straightening his clothes. Watching Samantha intently as she pulled herself back together, his smile widened when he saw the flushed color of her skin and the few unruly strands of her hair that had gotten displaced during their passionate romp.
Reaching out for her, he gently brushed the hair out of her face, trying his best to smooth it back in place before cupping her face in his large hands. Bending down, he kissed her again deeply, still savoring her taste even after possessing her so completely.
The sound of the door made them both jump as they broke apart, Samantha quickly taking her seat behind the desk, trying to wipe the guilty look off of her face as her boss entered the room. Casting them both a suspicious glance, he nodded in Glen's direction, begrudgingly acknowledging his presence.
"Running a little behind today aren't you Glen?" he asked as he glanced at his watch, knowing that he usually had his deliveries in the building completed by this time of the day.
"Uh...yeah. Well, traffic has been kind of bad today." Glen replied, winking at Samantha as her boss turned and left the room.
When he was positive that they were alone again, he turned back toward Samantha's desk, leaning over to give her one last passionate kiss.
"I have to go baby. I have more packages to deliver." he murmured regretfully, wanting nothing more than to whisk her away with him.
Nodding her head, Samantha smiled up at him seductively.
"No more special deliveries, I hope?" she asked innocently.
"Not a chance. You're the only one who receives that treatment baby." he chuckled, unable to stop himself from taking one last taste before finally heading toward the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow, baby girl. You just make sure you're ready for me. Got it?" he teased, as he turned back to look at her one last time.
"But I may not have any packages to be delivered tomorrow." she stated softly, wanting more than anything to see him again.
"Oh you will sweetheart, believe me. I've got one set aside just for you….and it's got your name written all over it." he stated, winking at her playfully before disappearing out the door.
Sighing deeply as she heard the door close behind him, Samantha smiled at his words. She could barely wait for her next special delivery.
~The End~
