I do... I just don't have to like it., Bay, Lucy, Harper and Tommy.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Bayleigh hissed, a loud and throaty sound that told Harper that he was right where she wanted him... where she needed him. The second he flipped her skirt up and moved his mouth over her skin, her throat went dry and she immediately tried to get closer. He teased her, moving his lips down her thighs, nipping at her until she cursed him.

He chuckled and moved his mouth back to where she wanted it. "Fuck," she breathed out at the touch of his mouth. She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding on tight and practically holding him prisoner against her flesh. She sighed, the sound turning into a moan as she simply took in what he was offering.

"Damn baby," she breathed out, thinking it had been way too long since she'd had him. She never wanted this to end, but damn it she wanted her hands on him. She disengaged her fingers from his hair, pushing his head back slightly, shivering as she did so. She slid off the desk and immediately sank to her knees.

"My turn," she breathed out, wasting no time in unfastening his pants and running her hands over his body. "God I've missed you," she whispered before she set about to making him as crazy as he made her.

[Harper Reid]

She murmured 'damn, baby', even as she slipped her hands from his hair pushing him back slightly, even as she slid down from her spot on the desk to drop immediately to her knees. She spoke again, and though her voice was low, he was pretty sure she'd just declared it her turn, and who was he to argue? She wasted no time in unfastening his belt then his jeans before running her well-manicured hands over his flesh, and he shuddered as her quietly whispered words blew hot air against him. Bayleigh set about making him crazy, but if the truth were told, it wouldn't be a far trip for him. Truly, there was nothing he wanted more than this physical connection with his woman.

She continued to drive him mad in the best ways possible, but this was going to be a short trip toward madness. His hands wound into her hair, and when her eyes shot up to meet his, Harper knew this for what it was; Bayleigh Jacobs trying to force him to snap. This time, he supposed, he could oblige her. He clutched her hair tighter, stroking into her mouth for a few endless moments before finally tugging her gently to her feet.

"Come here, gorgeous....it's not gonna' go down like that." Harper all but growled at her, even as he was lifting her up onto the desk, slipping smoothing between her legs. His eyes caught and held hers, even as he tugged her hips forward to the edge of the desk, flipping up her skirt for a better view for his slightly-perverted eyes before he slid flush with her. Their bodies tangled, moving together even as his body shuddered. "I love you, Jacobs." He murmured, even as he lowered his lips to hers for a fervent kiss.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Bayleigh loved everything about this man. The texture of his skin, the way he tensed up when she moved a certain way, the absolutely intoxicating flavor of him. She could stay like this forever she was certain, making him crazy. She relished the taste of him, teasing him until he was gripping her hair and using her mouth the way she had driven him to.

Soon he was growling at her, telling her it wasn't going to go down that way. "Oh I don't know," she said saucily. "It seemed like it was going down just fine," she told him with a wink, laughing softly as he hauled her up and put her back on the desk. He slipped in between her legs, shamelessly splayed wide as his eyes locked with hers.

He flipped her skirt up, staring at her with those hungry eyes even as he slid smoothly into her. She struggled to keep her eyes locked with his as they met flush, skin to skin. "Holy fuck," she breathed out, feeling like it had been eons since they had been this close. He told her that he loved her, moving his mouth to hers as her eyes fluttered closed and completely submitted to his kiss.

Their mouths waged war for long moments before she could catch a breath to tell him that she loved him right back. "Baby.. we've got all night to go slow. But I need you now.." she all but begged him, squeezing around him for good measure so that he could feel exactly how much. She leaned up, slipping her lips to his throat and then down to his shoulder where she bit down sharply. "You know you've missed me," she egged him on. "You know you've been thinking about this moment..." she whispered as her tongue traced the tiny sting on his skin.

"You have me here, waiting and oh so willing... now are you going to stand there, or are you going to fuck me?" she asked him with an archly raised brow.

[Harper Reid]

Bayleigh taunted him, stating the obvious when she said that he'd missed her, but it was her nearly pleading words about how she needed him now that did it. It stoked a fire that perpetually burned inside of him for her; the taste of her lips; the smell of her hair, the feel of her all pressed up against him like this; it was all nearly too much. "Fuck, gorgeous....you know the answer to that already." Harper whispered with a slightly smug smirk, even as he slid his own hands down to slide his pants down, kicking them off quickly before sliding forward once more. "You want to hear me say it though, don't you?" He murmured between kisses, never giving her a chance to answer before he spoke again. "I want to fuck you, gorgeous."

With those words, he shifted, driving himself deep into her, gasping aloud at the contact that he's almost convinced himself he didn't need so desperately. In truth, he needed this like he needed air to breathe; not a choice or a desire, but a necessity. "God; I've missed you so much." Harper all but growled, even as his lips trailed down her neck then back up, nipping at her ear just to hear that little hiss that he knew she'd make. He shifted slightly, tugging her forward just a bit more, even her legs wound and locked around him.

His hands slid up and over her torso, giving in to the purely male instinct to palm her breasts for a moment before he moved once more, teasing and taunting her flesh, even as he continued to thrust blindly into her, and their lips battled.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Bayleigh was sure that this qualified her as some kind of nympho pervert, that she got all tingly when Harper talked dirty to her. She was depraved she was positive, but she was also really damn needy right now. It had been way too long since she felt like this and she needed it- and him- in the worst way. So when he murmured against her skin that he wanted to fuck her, she shuddered as he drove in deep.

For a long moment they were there like that, flush together, skin to skin as she struggled to take in the breath that he had stolen from her. He growled at her, letting her known again how he had missed her, and his mouth trailed down her neck as she arched it for his access. His teeth grazed her ear, biting down lightly, a sweet sting that had her hissing at the contact. He tugged her forward, closer to the edge of the desk and she locked her legs around him, moaning softly.

"God Baby...its so fucking good," she whispered against his lips as they battled for dominance in this kiss. She was on fire, arching her back up when his hands slid up and teased her breasts, super sensitive thanks to the baby. She shuddered all over again, loving the feeling of him moving within her. But she wasn't going to let him drive her crazy like this until she'd had her say as well.

She unlocked her legs, giving him a little shove which made him tumble back into the chair. She chuckled at his surprised grin. "Did you really think you had won?" she asked him with an arch of her brow. She slid off the desk gracefully, moving her knees to either side of his legs as she leaned forward, tempting him to take a taste as she lifted her breasts for his hungry gaze. Just as he took the bait, she took her revenge, sinking down onto him with a hoarse cry.

[Harper Reid]

Bayleigh arched up into his touch, shuddering as she went, and he thought to himself that he'd never been so turned on in his life.He was just starting to truly lose himself in this amazing woman he'd been lucky enough to score when her legs unlocked around him. She shoved him back, and Harper took an unsteady step back, stumbling into the chair and sitting suddenly, even as she was sliding lithely from the desk to kneel on either side of him. She shifted up, offering her body up for the feast, and he could not deny her...or himself any longer. His eyes never left her flesh, or the way her hands held her supple body, even as he lowered his lips to just tease over her rosy peaks; first one then the other. Even as he did so though, she was sliding down onto his rigid flesh with a hoarse cry.

"Fuck, Gorgeous...you're naughty, aren't you." Harper murmured appreciatively, his lips never leaving her skin as he trailed back and forth over her body from breast to breast. He thrust in time with the rotation of her hips, his fingers digging in just a bit harder than necessary, but he was mindless to such things; mindless to anything but the feelings that she was drawing out of him at the moment.

Still; he was not so far gone that he didn't entirely plan on making sure that she fell apart before he did; and preferably for his ego's sake; more than once. "Fuck, Jacobs....I love it when you ride my cock. I love being inside you like this...good Christ, don't stop." Harper all but growled, knowing from the way she shuddered that she was loving this just as much as he was. "God, you feel so good, gorgeous."

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

There was something about the bite of Harper's fingers on her hips that made all of this so much sweeter. Sure it was a little sting, and she'd probably have fingertip sized bruises there hours from now, but the fact that he'd forgotten to be careful spoke volumes to Bayleigh about how in the moment her man was. She loved that she could drive him insane like this.

"Yes I am," she agreed in a breathy voice to his accusation that she was naughty. She so was, only with him. She leaned back just a little, loving to watch his mouth on her skin. She was only slightly depraved but god was it a hot sight. He was so fucking amazing, so perfect for her. How she'd almost let it go was beyond her.

And then he opened his mouth to speak against her skin, growling at her, telling her what he liked, not that she didn't know, but the crude words just made it that much hotter. "I never planned on stopping," she promised to him as she speared her hands through his hair, tugging his head up slightly so she could fasten her lips to his. She battled with his mouth for long gasping moments as she undulated her hips on top of him.

He shifted just slightly, catching her so off guard when he hit just that spot that she didn't even see it coming. The orgasm hit her hard and fast and she had to take her hands from his hair and grip the chair back as she cried out, trembling around him. But she didn't stop moving, if anything she moved more frantically, seeking that wave for as long as it would let her ride it out. "Oh fuck, Squared... sooo good," she mumbled as she buried her head against his neck.

[Harper Reid]

Bayleigh mumbled out how good this was as she buried her head against his neck, and he stilled himself slightly, giving her a moment to collect herself, but also giving him a second to grab hold of his control, hoping to God that he could hold out for at least a few minutes more here. "Fuck, gorgeous....you okay?" He teased, letting his finger tips trail over her spine. "Now....why don't you just...." Harper trailed off there, lifting her up off of his lap as he spoke. He stood himself as well before spinning her around and pinning her face down against the desk. "Yah, that's more like it, gorgeous." He finished, leaning over so that they were pressed flush against one another, his lips close to her ear as he spoke. With less finesse than he meant to use, he nudged her knees apart and slid himself home, winding a hand into her hair before she could even rotate her hips against him and tugging sharply, even as he leaned forward to whisper filth into her ear.

His Bayleigh writhed against him, all but moaning out at his words; so deeply were they effecting her. "You love it, don't you? You love being bent over this desk....maybe more so because of where we are. I know I love having you here....like this. I've been thinking about doing this again ever since the first time. If I wasn't partial to our own bedroom, I might tell you that we're just stayin' here tonight." He told her in a half-growl, even as he drove into her harder still.

"Fuck, gorgeous....I can't handle it...you feel too fucking good." Harper gasped, his hand sliding around the front of her body to tease over her aching flesh, his lips still mentally torturing her as he went. "You love that too, don't you? Though....I wonder if you'd like it more if..." Once again, Harper trailed off, sliding his hand away from her center to come up on top of the desk to cover her hand, drawing it down and over her own body with his. When their joined fingertips teased over her flesh once more, Bayleigh hissed and he could only chuckle quietly in her ear. "I knew you'd like that better, gorgeous."

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Bayleigh was floating back down to earth, and mildly irritated that Harper wasn't floating back down with her. In fact he looked strained, which told her that he hadn't fallen off the cliff with her. She pouted a little as he asked her if she was okay. His fingers trailed over her spine, making her shiver before he started talking again, the words trailing off as he stood suddenly.

He lifted her from his lap, making her protest audibly. But then he was pinning her down against the desk, her face pressed against the cool wood as he leaned over her, her back to his front. His mouth was against her ear and his hands wound into her hair as he nudged her legs apart. Before she could even respond to the words, he was sliding in deep and she couldn't help but moan loudy and press slightly against him.

"Holy fuck," she said out loud as he whispered in her ear. Terrible things... wonderfully wicked things. God he knew her too well. He told her that she loved being bend over the desk like this, that he would stay here with her if he didn't like their bedroom so much. She loved that right now he wasn't thinking about the baby, was only thinking about how hard he was driving into her right now.

"You know I love this, god help me but I love being your little slut... you feel so fucking good," she moaned out as he told her that he couldn't handle it. He was still talking as his hands reached around to torment her and she gasped, pounding her fist against the desk before he wondered aloud, grabbing her hand in his. He pulled it down over her, teasing their joined fingers over her. She hissed, how could she help it. It was so fucking hot.

"Oh yes.." she breathed out, their fingers moving over her flesh. She couldn't help but slide her fingers over him as well, loving the way he felt pounding her into the desk. She was a sick pervert, but damn if she wouldn't happily go up in flames. She felt a deep stirring, an impossible burn that told her it wasn't long till she would fall over again. She was determined it wouldn't be alone this time.

Payback was a bitch afterall. "You know you don't want to wait anymore.." she teased him with an undulation of her hips. "You know you want to fuck me until we break something." Her hand slipped over him again. "You want to come so bad, I can feel it. Use me baby.." she trailed off on another moan.

[Harper Reid]

Harper was completely aware of what she was trying to do when she teased him about how he didn't want to wait anymore, and moved her hips with renewed vigor. She continued on about how he wanted to fuck her so hard they broke something, and while that might be true; they weren't there yet. His mind was still stuck back at the beginning of her little speech. "You like to be my little slut, do you, Jacobs?" Harper asked, his voice almost conversational though it took an awful lot of effort when her fingers were teasing over his flesh as well as her own. "Why don't you show me?" he asked, his eyes narrowed to all but desperate slits. Suddenly he slipped away from her, knowing without needing to see her face that Bayleigh was pouting over the sudden feeling of emptiness. He turned her in his arms and lifted her once more onto the desk, stepping immediately between her legs. "Let's see you be my slut, gorgeous....touch yourself. I wanna watch you, you dirty girl. You know you love it...you know you love touching yourself like this. For me." He murmured, even as he stroked a hand over his own flesh as his eyes all but devoured her. "I love the way you look, Jacobs." He whispered, even as he stepped closer still to her, his eyes never leaving that hand that was strumming over her body frantically.

Harper leaned in, nipping at her lips before soothing away the sting with his tongue. "You want it bad, don't you gorgeous?" He wondered between kisses. "You want me to fuck you. Hard and rough. You want me to use you like the little slut you love being don't you?" He asked, even as he teased his own stiff flesh over her center; brushing teasingly against both her damp flesh and her fingertips. "You know what I want?" He asked, his voice still maddeningly even. "I want a taste." He whispered harshly, grabbing her hand in his and drawing her fingers up to his lips, drawing them into his mouth and teasing over them with his tongue before he released her fingers and slid deep inside of her. "You love it, huh?" He asked, his voice low and his lips close to her ear. "You want me to fuck you harder?" He asked further, wrapping his arms securely around her and pulling her hips closer to the edge of the huge mahogany desk.

"I don't wanna wait anymore." Harper murmured, echoing Bayleigh's words verbatim, even as he encouraged her hips to move in tandem with his. "I wanna use you, you dirty girl. I wanna fuck you hard." He all but growled, his own pleasure bubbling up inside of him.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

She should have known better than to let her mouth run away with her. The moment she let this whole thing sweep her away, she knew that Harper would pick it up and latch on to it. And he was after all a man, who wouldn't want to have their very own personal slut. God help her but it turned her on.

Harper told her to show him just how much she liked being his slut, pulling away from her and causing her to pout, the chill stealing over her body once he wasn't there covering it. He turned her around, picking her up and putting her on the desk as he ordered her to touch herself. Ah, so that was his game. A sly smile curved her lips up. This she could definitely play at. It was so fucking hot to watch him watch her. She slowly slid her hand down her stomach, her eyes locked on his as she slowly slid her fingers along her own flesh. She hissed, she was so sensitive.

He moved closer and she couldn't help but watch him as he touched himself. "God thats so hot," she breathed out as he leaned in and nipped at her lips. In between kisses he taunted her, his words raw and raunchy and exactly what she needed, what she craved. He teased her flesh with his own and just when she thought he would finally give in and give her what she wanted, he pulled her hand away, telling her that he wanted a taste.

She shuddered visibly when he pulled her fingers into his mouth and sucked on them gently. Before she could totally get used to that sensation he slid home, his voice in her ear, taunting her all over again. He tugged her closer to the edge, so close that had he not been there, she'd have fallen off. He told her that he wanted to use her and she could only help but moan in agreement.

"Fuck yes.. please for the love of God," she told him as she leaned up to bite him on the shoulder. "You man enough to take what you want?" she taunted him. She reached between them, wrapping her hand around him and stroking when he withdrew. "Fuck me, baby. Don't hold back," she leaned back against the desk, resting on her elbows as she braced herself for what she was sure was coming. "Your little slut is waiting," she whispered.

[Harper Reid]

Bayleigh breathed out that this was so hot, and he could only smirk against her lips; indeed, she wasn't telling him anything he didn't already know for a fact. When he drew her fingers into his mouth, she shuddered, but it was his words....the ones that echoed her own that made her full-out moan. She all but begged him before leaning in to bite his shoulder, even as she teased him in return, asking if he was man enough to take it from her. She let her hand was coming down between them to tease over his flesh when he withdrew from her for long moments before she leaned back on her elbows as she asked him to fuck her harder; to not hold back. She whispered that his little slut was waiting, and Harper needed no further encouragement.

Here; right in front of him for the taking was what he wanted most in the entire world. He had no plans on wasting it. "You're so perfect, gorgeous." Harper murmured, even as he drove himself into her with more force than he'd meant to use. "You love it like this....I know you do." He whispered into her ear, his voice so low it was nearly raspy as he gasped for breath. "You love it when I use you like this, don't you?" He asked, even as he drove them both closer to what they each wanted most in the world at this moment. "God, it's been so fucking long, Jacobs. I need you so badly." He continued on, knowing that it wouldn't take much more of this double assault; both physical and verbal, to push her from the edge, but when she fell, he didn't intend it to be without him.

"Come on, gorgeous...you know you wanna come....it's right there. I can all but feel it aching to get out." Harper teased her further, even as his hand wound into her hair to tug her up flush against him. "I can't get enough of you, gorgeous....give me more." He requested, his voice low and quietly serious. Finally, he could hold onto his control no longer, and he drove frantically into her, needing nothing more in this moment than the release he knew he could find with her.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Harper told her she was perfect, she was so far from it that it wasn't even funny. She'd be even more far from it when she managed to look all fat and bloated once the baby decided to make its presence known. Bayleigh was not one of those women that glowed with the joy of pregnancy. Honestly.. she'd hated it, so she didn't expect this ride to be any better. So even though it was on the tip of her tongue to say otherwise, she let him say it anyway.

" I need you too," she whispered harshly, knowing that when she heard the slightly way his breathing changed, that his words were affecting him as much as they were her. He pounded into her, and she was surprised that the desk wasn't sliding across the floor with the force of it, but she loved it, every blissful brutal second of it.

"Harder," she demanded when he told her that she wanted to come. And she did, she more than wanted to, she needed it so badly. But she needed him to lose himself in her, to let go so that she could finally let go. She saw his eyes go dark when she demanded more from him, and he demanded it right back, tugging her hair as he did so. She wrapped her legs around him, anchoring them around his back as she arched into him.

She let her hand fall away, sliding them up his back and then raking her nails back down, feeling the exact moment that he snapped, finally letting that control fall away, replaced by pure hunger. "Thats it baby," she urged him on, her head falling back against the desk as he moved even more forcefully, until she could no longer hold it at bay.

The wave crested slowly, so slowly at first that she mistook it for something small, a preview of things to come. But then it crashed over her, pulling her into a violent trembling whirlpool that had her clawing at him and screaming his name.

[Harper Reid]

Bayleigh demanded that he take her harder, and there was nothing he could do but comply with her wishes. When he finally snapped, doing exactly what she'd asked, she urged him on with a breathless 'That's it, baby', her head falling back against the desk as he drove himself into her. A few long moments later she gasped before the moaning out his name and the lust-filled clawing started and she fell from the edge of the precipice she was standing on in this moment. "Fuck, Gorgeous, that's hot." Harper groaned, even as he pulled her in to catch her lips with his. "I fucking love you, Jacobs." He whispered between kisses. He gave them both a moment to settle before stepping back to grab his clothes. "Come on, gorgeous....we're not stayin' here. I want to get you home...you should have your feet up, and I know just what we can do to make that interesting." Harper promised with a raise of his eyebrows.

He offered her a hand up from the desk before grabbing her clothes for her, knowing that his woman would likely just slip on the sweater for their walk home....less to remove once they got there. While she dressed, he couldn't help but think about the fact that in less than two weeks, she would be his wife. They would be a family; the two of them, Jacob, and whatever this new little monster might be. "You wanna grab take out on the way home?" Harper wondered idly as she dressed once more, in a bit of a hurry now, it seemed.

"So...you realize that in just a few short weeks you'll be Bayleigh R-squared, right, Jacobs?" He teased as they wandered back out of the office. He grabbed his sketchbook off of the receptionist's desk and took her hand in his, waiting patiently for her to lock the shop back up before they moved uptown, towards home. "I can't wait to get you home and naked again, gorgeous....I have a few more ideas in mind for you tonight." Harper murmured into her ear, his lips just grazing her skin as he spoke, knowing that his words would likely make her shiver slightly in anticipation.

[Bayleigh Rae Jacobs]

Bayleigh was perfectly happy to stay there on the cool surface of the desk as she floated back down. Harper pulled her up, kissing her over and over as he held her close, giving them moments to calm down. "Holy fuck, you are so amazing," she whispered against his lips, pouting when he stepped back to get his clothing on.

"If we must," she mumbled in response to his ideas about getting her home and getting her feet up. She pouted a little but she knew he would make it worth her while when they made it back. He helped her off the desk and then handed her the clothes. She stuffed her bra and underwear in her purse, pulling the sweater on over her naked form. She knew it would make him crazy to think of her being completely naked under that brief clothing.

He asked her if she wanted to grab takeout on the way home and she tilted her head slightly. "You go from sex to take out in 60 seconds flat? I might just be insulted Mr. Reid," she teased him as she kissed his lips and muttered, "Thai, definitely Thai." She was in the mood for a little spice. She was still feeling more than a little naughty and soon enough he would go back to being careful with her. She wanted to keep him in this mood as long as she could.

He reminded her that her name would be changing soon and she faltered just a bit, realizing that she had never run her idea by him at all. She would have to do that... later.. she thought as he told her that he couldn't wait to get her naked again. She shivered despite herself. "Promises promises," she goaded him, knowing the more she challenged, the worse off he would be. She dropped her purse as she went to get the keys to lock up, purposely bending forward to pick up her bag, knowing he was getting quite the eyeful since she had refrained from putting her panties back on.

"Shall we?" she asked him with a quick smirking grin over her shoulder as she sauntered off ahead of him toward home.