I sat up on the desk, my legs trembling slightly as I swung them over the edge. I nodded, unable to form words, my throat dry with anticipation. I was the most turned on I had ever been in my life, my body aching for his touch, for him to fill me up and make me whole.

He chuckled, amused by my silence. "Use your words, baby," he coaxed, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Tell me what you want."

"I...I want you to fuck me," I managed to say, my voice breathless and needy. "Please, I need your ...