I’m in a shirt and panties on your couch snuggled under a green and brown quilt. I’m facing you, our legs tangled together. You wink at me from behind the screen of your laptop as you catch up on work I’ve been distracting you from.
I send a few emails of my own while playing footsie like a horny teenager. I put my phone on the table and scoot closer to you. I start running my toes up and down your leg stopping right before I get to my final destination. Your hand moves under the blanket and strokes my leg. You put your laptop down and raise an eyebrow at me.
“What?” I ask, dripping with innocence. My toes continuing to slowly move up the inside of your leg. You open your mouth to respond as your phone rings. The boss is calling. You answer as I extract my foot, a wicked grin spreading across my face. You watch as I crawl out from under the quilt and start to move up your body. You keep your voice steady and professional as I settle in your lap, legs straddling you on each side. I lean in close and inhale your scent, soap and musk… and me.
I run my tounge along your jaw line. I kiss your neck as your free hand moves across my hip and rests on my barely clad behind.
You’re talking about timelines and scope creep. You’re not waivering as you give my ass a soft squeeze. You agree to a budget adjustment. I sit all the way up, grinding against the rising bluge in your pants. Assests are redistributed as your eyes lock on mine. I pull my shirt off and toss it to the side. I run my hands up my waist and cup my breasts in my, letting my thumbs rub my hardening nipples. I can hear the focus in your voice shifting as I begin to press my hips down then in slow circles. You squeeze my ass harder. There’s fire in your eyes.
“Absolutely, yes I will. Thanks.” End call. You toss the phone to the side and run your hands up my hips and waist and then tug gentley on my nipples. I giggle and lean down to kiss you. You meet my kiss and wrap your arms around me pulling me fully on top of you. My hand plays in your hair as yours head south. The little bit of fabric you find is slid to the side and you let out the sexiest groan as you discover how wet this little exchange has left me. Your thumb brushes against my clit and I moan and wiggle my hips against your hand. Your tounge meets mine as your thumb keeps up it’s good work. Your finger pushes inside of me and I gasp. You sit up suddenly and push a second fringer into me and pull me closer. Your lips are on my neck and then they move to my nipples. I’m a ball of heat and pleasure as you tounge makes slow circles around them.
“Bedroom, now. Please.” I manage to gasp. You grin as I climb off your lap, wiggling out of my soaked panties leaving them on your living room floor. You shed your clothes as you follow me. I had plans to ride you, watching your face as I make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel, but as I crawl onto the bed you pull me back to the edge and enter me in a swift movement. I cry out as you begin to pump into me, stretching me out and letting me feel every inch. You’re whispering into my ear how wet I am, how turned on you are. You lean back and grasp my ass pushing yourself to the hilt which sends me crashing into my orgasm.
You pull me up into the bed, laying me on my side, I scoot my ass up against you, your cock spreading my cheeks apart. I’m so wet, everywhere. I rub you up and down coating your cock completely. Once you’re slick I press you against my tight asshole. Slowly, you’re so thick. You’re breathing is fast as you bury your face in my neck and hair. Slowly, you’re entering me slowly.
“Fuck, oh yes, fuck.” You groan as your finally fully inside me. We lay still as you savor the moment and I relax around you. Then you begin to move. Your hand moves to my clit as you thrust in and out of me. You won’t last long, I can feel you trembling against be, trying to prolong it.
“Cum in me.” I whisper pressing back against you. You moan and gasp as you let go pulling me closer. I feel you pulsing and throbbing as you cum. We lay together for a few moments listening to the clock on the wall. Then your phone starts to ring again.
We gotta be extra careful, that do we don’t build our hopes up too high…
Because he’s got his own obligations
And so, and so, do I.
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