<strong>Lyla Cross</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/Lyla.jpg)</div><em>"Spread your legs, baby."</em><br/><br/>Lyla grinned wickedly. Her creamy thighs spread wider as she pushed her knees out. The motion left her torso closer to the mattress, left her thinking of her it felt to be pressed forward against a luxurious bed like this while a man fucked her. Especially if the sultry sex she heard in that man’s voice was anything at all like what she heard in Bryce Pierce’s voice.<br/><br/>She watched, enchanted, as he slid first his pants then the dark silk boxers off his hips. His arousal sent her pride through the roof. If she made a man that sexy and that powerful hard … well, that was further proof she’d taken the correct job path.<br/><br/>By the time he’d made his way behind her, he’d done away with the suit jacket as well and loosened his tie. There was something sexy, to Lyla, about how he left the shirt and tie on … especially with his thick, hard cock peeking out beneath it.<br/><br/>“Mmm…”<br/><br/>The moan of anticipation was something she faked often. Only now, rubbing her finger across her swollen, wet clit … it wasn’t. She wanted that cock inside her and soon, she was wet for it.<em> ‘There isn’t a job in the world I’d rather have.’</em><br/><br/>The bed sank beneath his weight and she moaned again. When he grabbed her thighs and forced them further apart, she gave a mock gasp and her eyes widened. Though inside, inside she wanted it. Already the space between her knees forced her forward, just like she was wanting.<br/><br/>“Oh baby …”<br/><br/>The tip of his cock teased across the damp silk that barely covered the slick lips of her pussy.<br/><br/><em>"You want this cock inside you?"<br/><br/>"Tell me how much you need this cock inside you."</em><br/><br/>Laying her cheek against the coverlet, Lyla gave what would have been a practiced whimper any other time. Now, she wondered if there wasn’t more than a little bit of genuine desire. No, she knew there was a good bit of it. Each slide of the head of him across her sex and she was closer to begging.<br/><br/>“Yeah, yeah I want your cock baby.”<br/><br/>Her hips moved slightly, pressing her cunt against him. All she needed was the silken barrier to slide to the side and she could have him.<br/><br/>“Please, Mr. Pierce … I need it. I need it so bad I ache for it.”