Chapter 49

He saw her knees begin to buckle as the tremors ebbed, pulled his hands out and got them around her waist just in time to catch her as she tumbled back into his lap. After a long, wet kiss, he shifted her into the chair and stood, his hands fumbling with the button and zipper of his fly. He pushed the jeans down to his ankles, his briefs with them. As he moved to step out of the tangle of cloth, the back of his knee hit the filing cabinet they used as a footstool and he sat down hard on the cold steel surface.

Anissa pounced. There was no other word for it. When she saw him sit, her eyes lit up with glee and before he could register what was happening, she was on her knees in front of him with her head in his lap. She made a tiny humming sound just before her lips closed over the tip of his cock.