We burst into laughter. It melts into a hungry kiss. I’m flat on my back across the conference table. Skirt bunched at my waist. Blouse ripped open. Bra gone. Just panties now, like a monokini in this dim office glow. Damien hovers over me. Tender. Attentive. Sunlight fades through blinds. AC whispers cool. His fingers graze my tits. Thighs. Belly. Printer hums outside. Door locked with a sharp click. Coffee stench mixes with my perfume. Sharp. Intoxicating.
I guide him with moans. No words needed. His hands knead my firm tits. Sunset light tans my skin copper. Nipples harden like embers. He stares into my eyes. Pinches a nipple. Rolls it slow. Pleasure burns. His gaze pierces. I break first. Eyes shut. Shiver hits as his mouth dips. Tongue traces wet loops over my skin. Circles peaks. I crave it. Dread it. How long till I beg? Fingers trail thigh. Stroke belly. Dip into panties. My pussy’s soaked. Fiery. He doesn’t tease. Fingers comb my soft bush. Thighs part wide. He dives in. Deep into warm slickness. I purr long. Fingers plunge. Hunt my core. Pull back. Dive again. I dissolve. Pure bliss.
The Building Tension
No flinch as he tugs panty strings. Slow. Sure. I consent silent. Roll hip to help. Bare now. Floating high. Eyes closed. Body undulates under his full-body caress. From toes to scalp. No inch spared. He sheds pants. Cock presses hot on my thigh. We cuddle close. His head on my chest. Waves? No, distant keyboard clicks. Lights dim fully. He rises. Eyes blaze like vanished sun. I lock on them. Legs cradle him. He slides in. Thick. Hard. I whimper soft. Legs wrap. Arms pull. Eyes finally close. His weight pins me. I grind first. Slow dance. Tender thrusts mix brutal slams. Princess to slut. Virgin to bitch in heat. I clutch him. Whisper fevered love. Filthy begs. Words I’ll deny later.
Orgasm rips me as he sucks my tits. Deep inside. I claw. Impale harder. Shudders flood. He holds back. Cradles through aftershocks. Legs unwind. Breath steadies. He pulls out. Cock still rigid. I roll prone. Face near his. Smile. Eyes shut. ‘What have you done to me?’ No answer. Arm drapes my shoulder. Safe. He respects. Kissed neck. Hand palms my ass. Fingers trace crack. From low back to dripping slit. I arch. Thighs gap. Slick spreads. Caress glides deeper. Precise strokes. Pussy to forbidden rosebud. Teasing. Not forcing. Mind floods dirty thoughts. I undulate. Sigh. Yielding.
The Explosive Release and Aftermath
He shifts. Mounts my back. Gentle weight. Cock nudges rear. Neck kiss. I arch just right. Consent clear. No fear. No pain. He eases in. Slow. Steady. Full. Fused. Hand squeezes his. Sweet words in ear. Moonlight? Streetlamp filters blinds. He pumps. Power surges. Primal growls replace tenderness. Beast unleashed. Thrill spikes. Edge of danger. He controls. Always. Storm breaks. He floods me. Burning seed. Fiery vows gasped. I smile. Won’t remind him later.
He stays buried long. Body heat fights AC chill. Heart slows. Slides beside. I nestle chest. Drowse quick. Dawn rays wake me. Sneak free. Dress silent. He ‘sleeps’. Glance back. Head spins. Contradictions swirl. Adjust skirt. Smooth blouse. Unlock door. Stride to meeting. Mask on. Cool pro. Coffee sip. Perfume lingers. Printer whirs. As if nothing.