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I crave this.
My body is on fire as he starts to undress me. Somehow, even though we’ve been sneaking around at work for ages, this never gets old. I love the way he isn’t afraid to go wild with me. He’s uninhibited, and he makes me want to be that way, too.
“Kiss me more,” he says, and I reach for his next, tugging him closer to myself. A moment later I’m naked, and then he’s naked, and then I’m sitting on the edge of his desk while he kneels before me.
He starts by kissing up one thigh and down the other.
“Don’t fucking tease me,” I say.
I’m wet.
I want his mouth on me, and then I want his dick inside of me. He knows this. This isn’t some simple hookup any longer. He’s right. We know each other very well at this point. Honestly, I know him better than I should. I crave him more than I ought to.
When he finally presses his lips against my core, I throw my head back. My eyes close on their own. I just want to focus on the sensations he’s offering me. I completely lose myself in the moment as he devours me the way he’d eat an ice cream sundae.
“So perfect,” he murmurs, and the craziest part is that I believe him.
“Perfect” is not a word anyone has ever used to describe me, but when I’m with Ryan, that no longer matters. Alone in his office, the two of us manage to find ourselves in a strange sort of connection where the outside world can just fuck off for a little while because we need each other.
We need this.
When I come, it’s like my entire world shatters and breaks. It’s like I’m being torn apart and then shoved back together but in a better way. Relief washes over me as I melt down against his desk, lying on it.
“No,” he laughs, shaking his head. “We’re not done.”
But I’m completely exhausted.
“Come,” he says, taking my hand. He pulls me so I’m sitting again, and I reach for his cock. He’s naked, too, and I start to stroke him. Then, to my disappointment, he takes a step back.
“Oh, that would be too easy,” he says.
“What?”
“Crawl to me,” he says.
And I lower myself to the floor. I’ve never crawled to a man before, but I’ve never wanted to. Now I want that. I want to do whatever he wants if it means he’s going to keep looking at me like this.
He takes another step back, and then another, and I find myself crawling to him, following him across the room until he finally stops. I’m aware of my entire body: the way my breasts sway just a little as I move. I feel the air on my pussy, on my ass. I know that he can see every inch of me in this moment. I am completely exposed to him.
And then I stop crawling, too, and I look up at him.
“Beg for me,” he whispers.
“Please,” I say.
“Please?”
“Please give me your cock.”
Suddenly, it’s like I didn’t actually come at all. The orgasm is already forgotten as my body starts to heat up. I’m hot. I feel like I have a fever. All I can focus on is the fact that his dick isn’t inside of me, but I want it to be.
“I need you,” I tell him.
He reaches down, stroking my cheek. I’m kneeling before him, and I realize that this is exactly where I want to be. It’s where I need to be. I’m here, in front of him, and there’s nowhere else I want to be. It’s just the two of us forever. It’s just us.
“I want your cock inside of me,” I whisper. “Please.”
Because if I don’t get it soon, I feel like I’m going to die. I want him so badly that it hurts. I need him. I’m craving him.
