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In that instant Matt guessed she might try to erect a wall
between them. He didn’t know why she would want to do such a thing, especially
when the sexual chemistry between them was enough to set half the paperwork in
her office alight, but he knew this was the time to gamble.

Matt decided to make his move. Kelly was far more
intoxicating than any other woman he had met and he didn’t think he could bear
letting her create a chasm between them—unless she wasn’t interested in him.
Although they had only just met, the potency of their attraction was not
something he could ignore.

If Kelly did not reciprocate his feelings…well, he could
cross that bridge if and when he arrived at it.

Decided, Matt crossed the floor and closed the distance
between them. He reached out a hand and gently took her arm. Stilling the
desire to grab her, draw her into the heat of his body, Matt reminded himself
that he was moving fast here, and despite their bodies’ silent indications his
touch might not be welcomed by the slender witch.

Desire roared through him as warmth from her arm seeped
through the thin linen of her shirt and heated his fingers. Kelly moved a
little closer toward him, a sound of pleasure escaping from her lips.
Vindicated, Matt tugged their bodies flush together and lowered his head to
press his lips hot and hard against hers. Invisible sparks shot between them
and Matt felt his erection lengthen and thicken.

Her lips were soft and full. Matt moaned and deepened the
kiss. As he had imagined, she tasted delightful, of sweet tea and a faint
spice. Her lips were tender and luscious.

Matt flicked out his tongue to taste inside her mouth. He
groaned as her lips opened to welcome him. Her tongue reached out to touch his.
Her simple, rich taste drove him wild with lust.

A hard, impatient groan escaped his lips and Matt reached
out to cradle her jaw between his hands so he could angle her head and taste
her more deeply. Their tongues tangled and the encouraging noises Kelly made
drove Matt’s need higher.

With a small, low moan, she wrapped her arms around him and
started to tug Matt’s jacket down off his arms. It was all the incentive he
needed. Already his erection pressed against the seam of his pants, thick and
hard. His fingers undid the buttons of Kelly’s crisp white business shirt.

Spreading open the thin material, he exposed her soft, round
breasts to his hot gaze. Eagerly, he drank the sight of her in for a moment.
White lace delicately cupped her full mounds. He smiled at the red flowers in
the intricate lacework pattern.

“I love it,” he remarked softly. “Very sweet and demure with
just a hint of spice. Reminds me a lot of you, Kelly.”

Matt’s voice choked off as Kelly pulled his belt loose and
undid his pants. Her slender hands dipped below his waistband and her hot
fingers stroked his cock through the thin cotton of his briefs.

“Circe, yes,” he moaned in bliss. When she tugged him in the
direction of the desk, he followed. Under her guidance he moved toward her
chair and allowed her to pull his pants down to his ankles before he sat down
on the soft cushion of the chair.

He grinned wickedly, curious and feeling more than
experimental with this sensual witch at the helm.

“Are you feeling frisky?” he teased. “I’m in your hands,
babe. Do whatever you crave.”

* * * * *

Kelly didn’t even want to think about how long it had been
since she’d had sex. It had been…well, far too long. And she had never, ever
had sex here in her office. When she had agreed to “help” Matt, part of her
mind had decided to send out a few emails, probe a few of her contacts and push
around some paper to keep him happy and believing she really was just a boring
old Archivist.

Of course, after that, if he had still stared at her with
those beautiful blue eyes and insisted on staying with her…well, she would have
been sorely tempted to take him home and fuck him blind. Most likely on her
bed, perhaps on the couch or the large pouffe had the urge struck and he’d been
agreeable.

Matthias’ touch had sent tingling sparks singing through her
body. She hadn’t meant to moan like some sex-starved, wanton witch. His kiss
had blown every thought of resistance out of her body.

After all, how was a girl todeny herself when they
both wanted the same thing? His electric touch proved his desire. Her damp
panties and the internal song and dance showed her eager compliance. They were
grown adults—why not indulge and live a little?

Had Kelly had even the faintest doubt, it would have
vanished as the kiss deepened. Their tongues and fingers told a tale far more
understandable than mere words could convey. They craved each other. Teeth and
tongues devoured each other. Kelly wanted nothing more than to be naked with
him. Lust burned between them, their sole will to consume each other in a
blissful orgy of sexual satiation.

When he’d kissed her, all her neatly laid plans had been
blown out the window. She wanted to feel Matthias moving inside her, right now
and not a moment later.

Pushing Matt into her chair, she had been going to straddle
him and ride him hard, just as she had been fantasizing not ten minutes
earlier. But his words made her burn for something else first. “
I’m in your
hands, babe. Do whatever you crave
.”

Kelly wanted to touch him, taste him, lick him and feel him
slide all over her skin and fully within her body. If sparks had flown when
they were merely looking at each other, now they were touching and tasting each
other a fire burned hard and bright through her blood. The abandon, the trust
he showed her, had her wanting more than anything to taste him. Few men would
trust a woman to hold all the power upon first meeting her.

She kneeled between Matt’s legs and tugged his briefs down
enough that that his long, thickly erect shaft sprang free from its bondage.
She lowered her head and licked along the tip of his darkly colored cock. His
whole body shuddered and Kelly felt a thrill of power surge through her. Heat
licked across her skin as her power danced inside her every muscle. She felt as
if she could power an electrical station with the amount of magic this wizard
could generate within her with a few glances.

He tasted salty and clean. She could smell the faint scent
of his soap, simultaneously masculine and sexy.

Nudging his knees apart with her shoulders, she settled
herself more comfortably between his legs. Slowly, she licked around the head
of Matt’s cock. The salty flavor of his pre-cum exploded over her tongue and
she hummed with surprised pleasure at his taste.

Her throat vibrated against the shaft of his cock and Matt’s
thigh muscle twitched. Kelly realized he enjoyed the sensation. It must have
stimulated him, for his body arched in response to press farther into her. She
felt powerful and feminine in a way she’d never experienced before.

A tiny tidbit she’d once read in a sexy magazine floated
back to her. Men loved to hear women talk and express their pleasure,
especially during the heat of the moment. Slowly, she licked her way up to the
slick tip of his head, then released his cock so she could press hot, urgent
kisses to his heated skin.

“You taste good,” she said huskily.

She flicked her tongue out to roll it around the heated head
of his cock again, then slowly trailed it down his shaft as she collected his
clear juices. She tilted her face up so she could watch Matt and gauge his
reaction. She grinned as she watched him gaze hotly at her. His eyes were
riveted on her mouth and tongue as she lapped at him.

His fiery blue gaze blazed into her, sending licks of flame
radiating from her pussy up to her still sensitive nipples and her pounding
heart. She opened her mouth and engulfed his cock. Salty warmth filled her
mouth and she smiled around his large head. Matt fluttered his eyes half-closed
and he moaned, canted his hips up unconsciously.

Kelly swallowed, accepting the extra inch he had given her.
Matt’s hands came down to cup her face. He worked a muscle in his jaw and he
moved his eyelids. It looked as if he was struggling to force his eyes open
again and watch as he tilted his hips, thrusting himself farther into her
willing mouth.

“Oh, Circe.” He panted, his eyes now wide and staring hard
at her. “That is the best sight I think I’ve ever seen—me fucking your mouth.
You’re swallowing my shaft so sexily. Take more of me, babe. Take as much as
you can and let me fuck you ’til you scream.”

Kelly chuckled but continued to lave her tongue around the
thick erection filling her mouth. She found the throbbing vein on the underside
of his shaft and pressed her tongue against it. Licking it firmly, she enjoyed
the moan it elicited.

His hands closed tighter as he cupped her face harder. The
pressure was firm but not painful. His hands felt strong and secure and she
trusted him not to hurt her. Matt drew her farther down his shaft until he
bumped along the back of her throat.

Breathing carefully, Kelly focused on relaxing her throat
and sucking Matt deeper. He groaned, the sound coming from deep in the back of
his throat. She could feel his cock begin to vibrate as she sucked harder on
him, scraping the sensitive skin gently with her teeth. This time when she
licked over the tip of his head, he bit down on his lip to smother his scream.

Her head bobbed up and down, growing in speed as her arousal
rose to match his. Her nipples were peaked and beaded, rasping gently against
the soft lace of her bra and begging for attention. She could feel Matt’s cock
vibrate as his control over himself slipped and she wondered what his seed
would taste like and how it would feel when he shot his hot cum right down her
throat.

His hands cupped her jaw and with a long, low groan he
lifted her head until she came free with a wet
plop
sound. Curious why
he’d stopped her, she licked her lips and enjoyed his musky, salty taste.
Matt’s lashes fluttered and the darkness of his blue eyes seemed even deeper
with his pupils dilated with lust.

“Much as I would love to fuck your mouth and throat until I
come, I want us both to come together our first time,” he said, his voice
rough.

Breathless and feeling faintly dizzy from the need burning
up her body, Kelly took a few seconds to open the bottom drawer of her desk.
Rummaging in her purse for a moment, she pulled out a rather crumpled foil
packet. She grinned and kissed his lips hungrily as she made quick work of the
latex.

Matt lifted her skirt, pressing the dark material all the
way up her hips until he had unrestricted access to her panties and slick,
dripping pussy. He stroked her through the soaked lace, teasing her as she
lifted herself to straddle him.

“I want to ride you,” she said. Her voice sounded sexy,
husky from lust. “I want to thrust down hard on you until I feel you come and
you feel my pussy squeezing every last drop of your seed out of you.”

Matt made a strangled sound. His hands moved until they
rested on her hips and ground her pelvis down on his wet erection.

“You make it sound so decadent.” He panted hard, tearing the
lace of her panties with his fingers in his haste to try to tug them from her
body. Kelly lifted herself, tried to help him, but he growled at her. With a
firm but not rough hand he pushed her back down onto him and ripped the
delicate lace into shreds. Without even looking at the ruined garment, he cast
it aside onto the floor.

“I want to watch you ride me,” he panted. “I need to watch
your cunt eat my prick until you burn and can feel me for days later. I want
you to ride me until I scream while I suck those hard nipples of yours.”

Kelly nodded, well past speech, then gasped as Matt’s large,
warm hands tugged her already unbuttoned shirt off her arms and dropped it onto
the floor. Seconds later his hands returned and came around her back and
unhooked her bra. As she pulled the straps down her arms, Matt’s hands were
busy again, opening her thighs as wide as he could manage without dislodging
her. Skillful fingers stroked her outer lips.

Electric shivers ran through her sensitive body at the
contact. She felt her head drop back as she moaned her approval. Gone was any
thought of where they were, or how easy it would be for someone to come in and
expect her to answer a question about where the 1896 marriage records were
stored.

The thought of someone walking straight through the unlocked
door was the furthest thing from Kelly’s mind. Only the decadent pleasure
Matt’s touch caused her and the warm solidness of his body beneath hers
penetrated her mind.

“Oh! Circe, yes,” she moaned as Matt slid two thick, slick
fingers inside her pussy. He scissored his fingers, stretching her tight as she
bent forward, pressed her hands against his shoulders for stability.

“You’re so damn tight, Kelly,” he moaned. “Hot and tiny.
Ride me. You drive me wild.”

Kelly whimpered as Matt drew his fingers out of her, used
her moisture along with his own salty pre-cum to lubricate himself more.
Lifting herself, she moved a hand to tilt his long, thick erection and settle
it at the entrance of her pussy. The thick head sat there, teasing and tempting
them both.

Rolling her hips, Kelly played with her partner, letting him
think she would press down on him only to wriggle away, pushing down then
lifting again so his head couldn’t slide fully inside her.

“Kelly!” Matt groaned, sounding helpless against the passion
growing inside him. His hands fell onto her hips and he tilted her pelvis,
urging her to take him inside her.

She grinned. Matt could have pushed her hips, forced her
down and made her take him, but he didn’t. Even as they stood on the edge of
untold ecstasy, he let her continue the exquisite torture at her own pace. She
bent down, kissed his lips softly.