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However, I needed to get used to this. I wanted to get used to expressing my desire so freely to him and not be worried that he would find it hilarious or reject me. And so, after agreeing for whoever it was to come in, I watched the door and went even faster on my clit.
My eyes couldn’t help but droop low then with pleasure, and the moment I saw that it was him, I instantly breathed out my command.
“Shut the door behind you.”
He obliged. He turned the lock, and at the way he looked at me, I couldn’t help but move my hand to my body.
He was mesmerized, and I loved how he couldn’t get enough of my body. He seemed to love everything about me, and slowly, I was beginning to believe his attraction to me with all my heart.
Without a word, he began to undress, and I really wished I could do it for him. However, I loved to watch him the same way he was watching me. He was so gorgeous, and his carriage and comportment for himself when relating to everyone was so stellar that sometimes I literally found myself watching him and drooling. This moment was no different. I watched as the muscles underneath his skin shifted as he undid his dress shirt, and then it was flung aside.
I bit into my bottom lip, knowing just how much he loved that, and then he was inching closer to me across the bed.
Unable to hold back, I reached for him and kissed him, and in the next instance, I was on my back. The bed was so soft, and I felt like I was sinking into it along with him. And to think that we were in the air right now. This was the stuff dreams were made of.
“I love this side of you,” he told me as he kissed me, his lips moving down my neck and toward my chest. “You seem so proper externally, but it’s impossible for anyone not to try to imagine how you are when you’re this aroused. Trust me, it is a fucking sight.”
These compliments did something to my insides. They completely turned me to mush every single time and rendered me unable to speak. As his mouth finally connected with my nipple, I gasped out. I enjoyed every moment of it as he licked and stroked, and then his hand was sliding down toward my sex. I waited in anticipation for the moment when I knew he would grab me and stroke my clit. He did it, and I couldn't help but cry out his name. Once again, it was as though my entire body was on fire. Parting the straps of my thong aside, he slipped it to the side, and then his fingers began to enter one after the other. I moaned with every intrusion and every stretch until he was finger fucking me, and my hands were digging into the sheets and his back. I didn't want to get distracted because right now I had one goal in mind.
He hadn’t been able to reach me since the last time we'd fucked in my bedroom, so there hadn't been any further intimacy between us since. Sometimes when I came on to him in the office, he would stop and kiss me, but apart from that, the opportunities were too late for him to invite eye contact, and I had become worried. But now, once again, I realized that he wanted me just as he always had and was slyly trying to bring down the walls between us so that we could get even closer. I appreciated him for it, but I needed to ride him just as I had been thinking about over the past few days. And so, the moment I could, I flipped him over until he was lying flat on his back.
He loved it, and I could see it in the way his eyes soared and the way he gave free rein over to me. He kissed me once again while I sat astride him and began to make quick work of taking off his pants. I kept my eyes on him as I loosened the belt and then I was pulling the zipper carefully down the front of his slacks. In no time, his briefs were exposed, but I wanted him completely naked before me so I continued all the way until he was completely rid of every item of clothing. I took my thong off as well, and then I settled my sex against the length of his cock just as I was intending to. The hard rod between my soaked, hungry sex was so unbelievably sweet.
Holding onto the hard ridges of his abdomen, I rocked against him until I could no longer control my pace. It was too easy to come with him, and when he was slicked up just enough, I stopped and moved even lower. Then I took him in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he cursed as he watched me. I sucked him until his head fell backward, and then I came up once again and straddled him.
“I've been thinking about this the past few days,” I said, and he nodded.
“Me as well... I just... I didn't want to overwhelm you.”
My eyes widened at his words.
“What? That's why you haven’t touched me?”
I positioned him at my entrance, and as my sex began to stretch around him, pulling him in, I watched as his eyes fluttered shut. It took him a while to catch his breath as I lowered down onto him, and then he let out a deep, low, breathless groan.
“Fuck. I can't ever get over how good you feel. So fucking tight. So heated... so wet.”
I nodded because I felt all of this and more. Anytime he fills me up in this way, I lose my ability to consider or think of anything else. All I could do was feel and bask in the exquisite euphoria of the present moment, which was why when he was able to continue our conversation, I was immensely surprised.
“Yes,” he replied. “At least when I didn't touch you. Things have happened so fast between us, so I wanted you to adjust to the idea of us.”
I watched him then as I took in his words and my heart just wouldn’t stop fluttering. I was falling so in love with him that at this point, I was completely convinced that there was no way to turn back. He was so damn considerate, so intelligent, so breathtakingly sexy.
“Thank you,” I said as I held him and then lifted. Shutting my eyes, I savored the exquisite feeling of his slick length grazing against my walls, and then I slammed back onto him.
“Oh,” my head fell back, and in that moment, I recalled where we were. No doubt the attendants would be able to hear us, however, I didn't care. I couldn’t care. Not when he felt this good.
He grabbed onto the side of my hips, and I could feel the extent of his pleasure from the hardness of his grip. Just like me, we were fighting to hold on to some semblance of balance or control; otherwise, it felt as though gravity was no longer on our side. This was how I felt with him all the damn time, and it was a feeling that I never ever wanted to be rid of.
I continued to grind on him as slowly and as quickly as I wanted. I didn't hold back my intensity, how deeply I took him, my fervor, my desperation. I fucked him the way that I had dreamed every time I had used my dildo and dreamt that it was his cock. I wondered now if I should tell him, but it would be a distraction. Maybe later on when we were asleep together and he had cuddled me in his arms. I loved the way he fell asleep with me as though the last thing after fucking me that he wanted was to be away from me. I felt the same, and even though the pleasure from the current moment overwhelmed me and pulled me under, I looked forward even further to the aftermath because I knew that it was going to be falling asleep to absolute bliss.
Chapter Forty-Eight
Guy
This woman had me in the palm of her hand, and I wondered if she even knew it. The way she rode me and the sight of her body writhing and rocking against mine was unbelievable. It was a picture and moment I wanted etched into my memories for all eternity, and even though all I wanted was to shut my eyes and revel in the torrid rush ripping through my system, I forced myself to keep my eyes open. I couldn't help but reach forward to knead her gorgeous breasts, couldn’t keep my hands from shaping her slender waist and grabbing her ass as she bounced on me.
