She turned the tables, grasping my cock, hand barely wrapping around it. The feeling alone was enough to roll my eyes back in my head.
I wanted to bury myself deep within her, pounding away with everything I had right there on the fucking Ferris wheel. Inhibition was out the window, and I needed a place to fuck her hard and fast to get it out of my system once and for all.
She stroked, torturing me with each slide of her hand, showing she wasn't a little mouse that sat on the sidelines. She crawled right into the lap of a lion without fear, egging me on and begging to be devoured.
Fuck.
My hand dropped from her breast to her thighs, sliding beneath her dress to her silky skin. In an instant, it was resting at her panties, palming her through them, the thin fabric wet to the touch.
Her legs spread as she moaned into my mouth, my fingers snaking to her slit through the cloth.
She quickened the pace on my cock, bringing me close to the edge of no return, but I wouldn’t be undone by a fully clothed handjob. No fucking way.
I pushed her panties to the side and sank a finger into her warmth, earning a deep, husky moan of approval. I slid in another and another knowing they were massive but readying her for what was to come.
She trembled below, gasping for air between kisses, allowing the invasion. She grew impossibly wet with each thrust, crying out as I hooked a finger and stroked that special spot.
Her hands continued to pump around me, but I blocked out the sensation to focus on her, the ride coming to life again. I had less than thirty seconds to make her come and right our clothing before we hit the platform.
Challenge accepted.
I rubbed a thumb over her clit while I stroked the tender spot deep within, her muscles tightening around me as I did.
“Oh God!” she cried out, trembling with orgasm as she rode each wave toward shore.
As soon as she was back on Earth, I straightened, fixing her dress and sliding back into my seat. I shrugged out of my jacket and folded it across my lap, needing a shield thanks to the samurai sword jutting out.
“That was fucking epic,” she breathed, voice hoarse from orgasm.
All I could muster up was a grin as I racked my brain for a way to get relief for the throbbing below. I had one night to get this done once and for all. Now that I had a taste, there was no way I’d be satisfied until I fucked her senseless.
The ride stopped, and the attendant opened our gate, allowing me to escape and lift her out, making sure her body brushed against mine on the way down.
She was off-balance, so I looped an arm around her waist, guiding her off the platform and down into the crowds below.
“This is risky,” she murmured as she scanned the hoards of people.
She was right, but I had more urgent matters to attend to in the form of a rock hard organ ready to burst. I doubted a single soul from Croft would be wandering around a carnival on a Saturday, anyway. Most of the old crows were likely already turned in for the night. If anyone saw, they couldn’t prove anything.
“You're a calculated risk I'm willing to take,” I replied, searching for a place that offered a sliver of privacy.
“Am I?” she asked, lifting her chin.
“Absolutely.”
“You know they'd fire us?” she continued, holding my gaze.
She was right, but I didn't want to admit it. Croft's fraternization policy was ironclad.
“They fired that guy from California for it.”
I cringed at her persistence. “He was fucking a woman over a table, and someone walked in. A little different than walking around a carnival.”
“Is it?” she asked, mouth twisted.
“I would never touch you at work,” I ground out. “I'm not sure how the hell I'm supposed to keep my hands to myself, but I'll figure it out.”
“Pretend I have a highly infectious disease?” she suggested, pearly whites beaming against her crimson cheeks.
“Still wouldn't keep me from you...” I trailed, pressing a kiss to her temple before I knew what was happening. What the fuck?
“Mm. Avoid the sales office?”
“I'll have to.” I pressed another kiss to her lips, slipping more and more under her spell.
An alley caught my eye, but even as revved up as I was, I couldn't bring myself to fuck her there like a hooker. Even if it was a onetime pump and dump, I couldn't do it.
“Isn't your hotel around here?” she asked, glancing up at me with a slow smile.
“Yeah, right there.” I pointed to the gray stone tower to our left. “Why?”
“Why don't we go there?”
It took everything in me to keep my jaw from dropping at her suggestion, but my cock took the opportunity to swell, rising to the occasion.
Elena
Nervous jitters struck in waves as we crossed the hotel lobby. I was nearing the point of no return and giddy about it, especially since I was the one to suggest heading upstairs.
The doors to the elevator hadn't even shut before he shot me a mischievous grin that turned my knees to jelly. Holy hell, what was I getting into? This was more than a one-night-stand with a stranger. I was jumping into bed with my boss, a man who I thought hated me up until a few hours earlier. A man who rocked my world with a few fingers on a Ferris wheel.
Compared to the potential felony we committed on an amusement ride, breaking corporate rules of conduct didn’t seem all that bad. We’d have a romp and move on. Scratching the itch we both had was a reasonable solution as long as we didn’t go overboard.
We stayed apart during the ride upstairs. He stroked his jaw, the bristle of
