Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

39 (Travis Version)

I was careful as I teased, not wanting to hurt her but wanting to drive her out of her mind. Taylor clutched me close as I pressed open mouthed kisses under her jaw, nudging my fingers inside her bra. She let out a whimper as I gently teased both of her nipples between my fingers, relishing the little sounds I got in response. God this woman was everything to me. We could totally be fired for messing around in my office like this, but we wouldn't get caught.

Taking one hand out from underneath Taylor's shirt, I grabbed one of the chairs on the closer side of my desk and pushed it against the door, shoving the top of it under the handle so the door couldn't be opened from the other side. Then I turned all of my attention back to the woman who was panting heavily, her head tossed back as I kissed the parts of her neck that were exposed above her turtleneck. God, that damn turtleneck was driving me insane, but I knew she had to wear it to hide the mess of hickies I'd covered her with.

"Oh we could so get fired for this." Taylor sighed, but she made no move whatsoever to stop me as I removed the jacket she wore.

"Do you remember princess..." I murmured as I started to pull her turtleneck over her head. "The day of the football game we got soaked and had to shower together?"

"Well..." Taylor gave a breathy giggle. "We didn't have to shower together, I just said that because I had a huge crush on you and thought hey, might as well get him as naked as possible."

"Sneaky minx." I teased, lifting the fabric over her head and tossing it away. "But I can't say I wasn't doing the exact same thing."

Then I glanced up, remembering that I had a window. Quickly, I moved over and shut the blinds, checking as I did so to make sure that there hadn't been anyone around. Luckily there wasn't, and I closed the blinds tightly before turning back to Taylor.

"Oh, fuck." I almost moaned the words when I saw that Taylor had taken off her bra in the few seconds I'd turned away and was standing there topless in those damn jeans that hugged her ass beautifully. She gave me a little wink and smile, knowing what she was doing. Goddamn.

"If we're gonna do this baby, we're gonna do it right." She purred, and I damn near dropped to my knees. "I hope you're ready for a whole lot of fucking where we shouldn't." Taylor murmured as she advanced on me, placing her hands on my chest and lifting her chin. "Because if my hormones are going this crazy this soon, I can't even imagine how strong they'll get soon."

"No complaints here princess." I smiled to myself as Taylor grabbed my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. She dropped it on the ground, dragging her tongue over her bottom lip. I didn't think I'd ever seen her so turned on, and I intended to fuck the shit out of her.

Knowing she loved to be tossed around like she weighed nothing, I swept half of my desk clean and then grabbed Taylor by the hips, throwing her down onto it. She gasped, bracing her hands back on the wood just behind her hips as I claimed her mouth with mine. Dipping my tongue between her lips, I found the button of her jeans and slowly undid it before taking the zip. The metallic slide echoed through the room, causing anticipation to ripple through me like a wave. There was something about the fact that we were most definitely not allowed to be doing this that made it so much more attractive.

Slowly digging my fingers into the waist of Taylor's jeans, I gave a sharp tug downwards. She lifted her hips enough for me to take the denim past the curve of her ass, down her thighs, calves, and ankles until she wore nothing but her panties and boots. It was one hell of a sight.

I got down on my knees in front of her and Taylor moaned before I'd even touched her, tilting her head back, a few strands of hair that had escaped from her ponytail framing her face. Taking her knees, I pushed them apart as I ran my hands up between her thighs, finding her little grey panties waiting for me with a pooling wet patch over her pussy. God, she was always so wet for me. I knew that any time, any place, I could duck my hand into those little panties she wore and find her dripping.

"Fuck, Travis." Taylor moaned quietly as I pressed my tongue flat against the wet patch in her panties. "Please!" She begged. "God I can't!"

I knew she couldn't. Her thighs were trembling, fingers gripping the edge of my desk, chest heaving, cheeks flushed. And god even though I wanted to tease her out of her mind, I was also teasing myself, and I couldn't hold back.

Rising to my feet, I slowly unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them. Taylor sucked on her bottom lip, her eyes fastened between my hips as I pushed my boxers down just enough, exposing just how hard I was for her. She let out a sigh at the sight, parting her thighs wider, a silent plea.

"You want to be fucked princess?" I crooned softly, reaching up and tucking a strand of hair behind Taylor's ear.

"God of course I fucking do, have you seen the size of you?" Taylor murmured with a slight edge to her voice, and I chuckled. "Travis you have no damn idea how good you fuck me." She said quietly as I moved to stand between her thighs, shifting closer. Lifting her arms, Taylor draped them around my neck and pulled me close. "You're so big." She purred into my ear. "No wonder you knocked me up so quickly, no wonder you made me fall so damn quickly in love with you. You don't often find a man who can fuck like a god and treat you like a princess at the same time."

Taylor cut herself off with a sharp moan as I tugged her panties to the side, my cock nudging up against her slick entrance. Leaning in, I placed my lips against hers and kissed her, dragging my tongue against her lip. I knew the way I kissed her would bring filthy thoughts to her mind, and sure enough, Taylor gasped and surged forwards to kiss me harder like I'd known she would.

Grabbing her waist, I tugged her forwards. Taylor wrapped her legs around my waist as I pushed my cock inside her, sinking deep. I let out a groan as she whined against my lips, rocking her hips forwards, urging me for more. She didn't want to just have sex in my office. She wanted to fuck. And god I wanted to fuck her so hard she'd be limping through her last class of the day.

"My little slut." I crooned.

"Daddy's girl alright." Taylor joked, so I smacked her ass. She jolted, and then moaned as the motion moved her body where I was buried deep inside her.

Holding Taylor's beautiful blue gaze in mine, I secured my hands around her waist and started to fuck her, slowly at first. When I felt her adjust to the movement, I tightened my grip and started to fuck her harder, thrusting deep into her tight, dripping cunt with every stroke. Taylor started whimpering, her head dropping forwards against my shoulder. I let out a gasp as she clenched around me, ducking my head into her neck and attaching my lips to her soft, warm skin.

"Oh fuck!" Taylor moaned, and I slipped a hand up to cover her mouth.

"Shh princess, can't have anyone hearing us." I murmured in a rough voice, and Taylor nodded against my hand. "Fuck." I grunted, unable to take this any longer.

Grabbing Taylor again, I lifted her off the desk and onto her feet in front of me as I pulled out of her. She whined in protest but quickly stopped as I turned her around, knowing what I was going to do. She shivered instead as I slipped my hands over her stomach, rubbing against her soft skin where our baby was. God I loved the knowledge that we had a little baby growing inside her.

"Bend over princess." I growled softly into Taylor's ear, knowing that the tone of my voice and being ordered around would drive her insane.

Obediently, Taylor bent forwards and placed her hands on the desk, exposing the curve of her ass up to me. I wasted no time, kicking her legs a little further apart and taking her by the hips. Taylor let out a muffled shriek, trying to stifle the sound as I spread her thighs and drove myself back into her cunt roughly. I could see the effort she was putting in trying not to make any noise, but she was failing extraordinarily. Taylor had never been one for quiet.

"Careful princess." I groaned, securing my hands over her ass as I fucked her with no restraint. God, if I hadn't already got her pregnant, I would have bet my life on knocking her up right here and now.

"You try taking a huge cock up your pussy from behind and staying quiet." Taylor groaned at me, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Yeah, I was sure as hell going to marry this woman.