The cold sting dancing across her cheek, down her neck and to her chests as he bends her over the marble tabletop holding her neck, “I asked you only one thing of you”, gathering her skirt at the bottom of her back, exposing the black lace panties that encase her milky white ass. His fingers playing with the lace as he kneels to the ground and digs his teeth into one of her ass cheeks. She flinches at the satisfying sting of his teeth making his mark, her body filling with the need for him.
Returning to his feet keeping one hand pushing her into the marble, he strokes his lips against her ear. In that moment, his heavy breathing and fast heart rate were the only sounds known to her the rest of the world had gone mute. His hand swifty crashing into her soft skin, she held back the moans building within her throat releasing small whimpers, waiting for the next course of rhythmic vibrations through her body.
As he returns to his tall stance her ponytail wrapped around his fist she followed suit, taking her jaw within his hands their lips collide in a passionate fight, their tongues seeking each other, finding the need for one another. He moves one hand from her face and reaches below her skirt, pushing her damp knickers into her thigh, he plunges his fingers through her slick entrance, his hand covered in the essence of her satisfaction.
Her body began crumbling around her, his hand softly grasping below her jaw being all that holds her from buckling beneath her trembling knees, his fingers trapped in a pattern rhythmic convulsion as her satisfaction builds as she continues to tighten around him. freeing his fingers out of her rapidly she releases the built-up moans from the depths of her stomach against his tongue.
He sits himself in the chair by her, pulling her arm gently, moving her to her knees. He promptly releases his throbbing erection from his jeans, her eyes full of raw sexual desire as she leans into him, “slowly” he releases a growl as the heat of her breath wraps around him. Placing her tongue at the base of is cock she slowly traces his prominent veins, enjoying every groove of him.
As her tongue glides to his bare tip, sending his head in a backwards jerk, he grabs a fist full of her hair and thrusts his cock thrashing deep into her wanting mouth. Her eyes spill with tears as he hits the back of her throat, and her body becomes a slave to his complete mercy. Their eyes lock, both filled with the intense desire to please each other, his thrusts getting harder his cock pulsing within her.
His body searching for its release, vibrations bolting to each of his nerve endings making him fall deeper and deeper into the orgasm he was desperate to release into her mouth. The salty liquid of his euphoria hits the back of her throat, covering her tongue, his moans echoing around them his mind entering the state of pure desire. He pulls her head back, release his cock from her mouth. He leans his body todays her reaching his thumb to clean the spill of his cum at the edge her mouth and feeding it back in between her plump lips.
Pulling themselves to a stand, her eyes beg for her release as he fastens his jeans. Her body trembling in arousal. Confusion sweeps over her, the overwhelming need to defuse the ache between her legs. He places his arm around her waist pulling her closer into his chiselled body “only good girls get to cum”, he pulls her in for one final kiss before heading back into his office leaving her with the torment of her unfulfilled euphoria.
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Luna Arcana
Creative writer, mainly short stories and mostly themed with a little spice.
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