I love office sex scenes! So, as it happens I’ve got several so I had to pick one randomly. I’m going with a scene from Brody’s tattoo shop from COMING UNDONE
COMING UNDONE by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2010, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, The Berkley Publishing Group
“This is my office.” He flipped on the light and showed her the small space where he slept many a night. Luckily now he just did his weekly scheduling and the books in there.
She walked ahead of him. “Look at you guys!” She homed in on a picture of Adrian and Erin when they’d signed their first record contract. Brody stood between them, grinning like a fool. He loved that picture. How much youthful hope they’d all displayed then.
“Seems like only yesterday.” He shut and locked the door. “On the desk, legs wide. I need to fuck you right now.”
“I knew I should have worn a skirt,” she said, toeing her shoes off and stripping from her jeans and panties quickly. Damn, how disarming was it that she’d just moved to obey like that? That she wanted him as much as he wanted her? “But I’m not wearing a bra.”
As if he wasn’t already hard enough.
One-handed, he reached for her, his hand palming the back of her neck to hold her the way he wanted, the way he needed to, to taste her lips. The other hand unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock.
“Are you wet, baby?” He kissed her pretty nipples after shoving the sweater up.
“Yes. Please, inside me, please.”
He drew his knuckles through her cunt, so wet and hot he had to close his eyes to get control. Control that slipped from him like sand every time she got near. “Christ, you’re on fire.”
“Since you called me earlier. I . . .” She grabbed his cock and guided it to her gate, letting that finish her sentence.
One movement of his hips and he slipped into her body as he exhaled. So good. Her body around his was so good. They’d taken the appropriate steps and he never wanted to fuck her with a condom again.
He braced his hands next to her on the desktop and she braced her feet on the chair arms as he began to fuck her in earnest. The sounds on the other side of the door floated away; the scent of his shop, so familiar after so long, floated away. All he heard was flesh slapping flesh, sighs and gasps, all he smelled was the sweetness of her shampoo and the tang of her arousal.
She arched her back, wanting more, wanting him deeper. She was having sex at his job. On his desk while anyone could hear.
“What’s that smile for?” He nipped her neck.
“What’s not to smile about? I’m here with you, you’re doing that thing you do when you hit that spot inside me and everything feels electric. Of course I’m smiling.”
“You deserve to come for that compliment.” “I totally agree.” He laughed. “Lean back a bit.” She did and realized how clean the top of his desk was. “Did you clear off your desk or is it always this way?”
His fingertips squeezed her clit and her whole system came toattention. “Busted. I cleared it off after I spoke to you. I’ve imagined this since the first time we were together. No, since before that. I’m going to like doing my books when I can have this memory in my head. We’ll probably need to do it a lot so I can keep the memory fresh. It’s for my business after all.”
Surprised laughter danced from her lips. “I’m so easy you knew you’d have me on my back with my legs open ten minutes after I walked through the door? Oh crap, that’s nice.” She moved to get more friction against his hand, his cock filling her.
Above her, he loomed, impressively male. Big and ferocious as he took what he wanted and gave it to her too.
He knew just what she liked and orgasm was lightning-quick and hard as it flashed through her. She bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out.
“Should have made you wait, that felt so good around me.” He licked his fingers and she moaned quietly, licking her lips in antici- pation before he swooped down to kiss her. Her taste lay on his mouth, mixed with his as he kissed her as hard as he fucked her.
She drowned in him, but she no longer tried to swim against it. She let herself go, trusting him to keep her anchored.
“So good. So hot and wet and made for me,” he panted as his thrusts increased in speed and intensity.
She was helpless against it when he said stuff like that. It wasn’t something that could go in a greeting card, but it was so sexy and raw it always struck deep.
He groaned as his muscles froze under her hands. His cock moved within her, filling her as he came.
And then his lips were on hers and it was . . . different than it had been. So intense and tender she felt it in her toes, and in her heart. She tumbled like a rock in a fast-moving river, disoriented, owned by the intensity of the current, of the moment when he rushed into her heart and soul.