“Get on all fours, baby.”
I pushed my paperwork away and put my picture of Alyssa face down, and then climbed up on the desk, and sat on my heels.
He leaned back, his dick sticking straight up. “He’s all yours.”
I bent over, wrapping my hand around his cock and then sucking him deep in my mouth.
“Ah, fuck… So good, Sinclair.” His hand slid up my thigh, over my bare ass. “I’m going to finger fuck you.”
His finger slid to my pussy and my ass gyrated as I sought more from him. If the mayor walked in, he’d get quite a sight. Wyatt on my desk fingerfucking me while I sucked him off. Maybe he’d stay out of my business if he saw the exquisite pleasure Wyatt gave me.
Fortunately, I’d locked the door. This was a party of two. No guests allowed.
Pretty soon, I had a hard time focusing on his dick as my pussy was burning with need.
“I need to come,” I gasped. In a flash, he had me sitting on the edge of the desk again, and he was standing between my thighs, his dick poised at my entrance.
“Sinclair.”
I was in a bit of a haze from erotic need, but I was able to look at him.
“This isn’t fake.” He slammed into me, and I cried out. His lips fused to mine, probably to keep me quiet. He immediately went at a strong, steady pace, pushing my desk back with each thrust. It was delicious the way the friction of his cock slid against my pussy walls, sending little shocks of pleasure.
“Wyatt, yes…” What I wanted to tell him was that this wasn’t fake for me either. That we could be a family like we’d wanted. But my lungs burned from exertion. My body throbbed from sensation.
He shifted, hooking his arms under my knees as he leaned forward to put his palms on my desk. I fell back, my pen jabbing in my shoulder blade. But I didn’t care.
“Come on Sinclair… Come for me, baby… Let me see you come.”
His green eyes were filled with passion and intent as they gazed down on me, his body consuming mine until I went up in a fiery inferno. I pressed my hand over my mouth to muffle my cry as pleasure swept through me.
“Yes…I’m coming…I’m coming in your sweet pussy,” he growled, and then threw his head back as his pleasure overtook him.
His words sent another flashfire through me.
It was several minutes before I could move.
“I messed up your desk.” He gave me a sheepish smile.
I lifted my head and looked around. “Oh well.”
He helped me sit up, giving me a hard kiss before reaching for the box of tissues that fell on the floor, handing me one.
“I don’t remember you being so messy before,” I teased.
“I used a condom before. Except that first time. God, I remember being so fucking worried about that.” He used a tissue to wipe off his dick and then pulled his pants up.
My heart stalled in my chest. That first time we made Alyssa. I never knew he’d been worried about the possibility of pregnancy. I didn’t remember him asking about it. Of course, by the time I knew I was pregnant, he was gone.
He pulled himself together. “Listen, Sinclair, I know this isn’t the time, but I want to get this out now so you can think about it and we can talk later.”
I swallowed, a little relieved he was moving on to a new topic.
“About Alyssa.”
Oh God, he was moving on. But this wasn’t the time or place for me to reveal my secret.
“I meant what I said about always being there for her. I don’t know what happened with her father, but as far as I can tell, he’s not involved.”
I sagged against the desk, feeling like my world was about to crash down.
“I don’t know if you think she needs a father, but I want to sign up for the job.” He looked at me and cocked his head as if he thought my reaction was off. Of course, it was. I was paralyzed by fear and guilt. “I’d like to adopt her.”
I closed my eyes as tears threatened. He was the most wonderful man in the world, wanting to adopt a child he thought was from another man.
“Wyatt, there’s something you need to-”
My desk phone buzzed. I looked at it, but didn’t want to pick it up.
“You should get that.”
I managed to walk around my desk on wobbly legs. I sank into my chair and picked up the phone. “Yes.”
“The mayor is back and wants to see you. You should probably get dressed.”
Oh God, did she hear us?.
She laughed. “At least I hope you two are naked. Would serve the mayor right. He’s in his office when you’re done.”
“Thank you, Trina. Tell him I’ll be there shortly.”
I hung up the phone and looked up at Wyatt.
“You’ve got to get to work.” He smiled. “Maybe when you talk with the mayor you can think about what I just did to you on your desk.”
I managed a laugh, but it wasn’t a very good one.
He frowned and looked down. “About Alyssa, I know she’s not mine and we’re new and all, but I love her, Sinclair. I want to do right by her and you. I know it’s a caveman thing to say, but that’s how I feel.” He put his hand over his heart. “Just think about it.”
I nodded. “We can talk when I get home.”
He smiled again. “Good. Would it be alright if I picked her up and gave her a riding lesson? I won’t say anything about wanting to adopt her.”
“Yes. She’d like that.” My smile was forced and I was sure he could tell as he kept looking at me like he was missing something.
“Okay. Now go give the mayor hell.” He winked and started to leave my office.
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