his middle finger finds my hole and starts plunging into it slowly.
“Do you forget how well I know you?” He laughs, his thumb moving dangerously close to my favorite spot.
“Of course not!” I cry out, opening my eyes.
“Because,” he smiles, “all I have to do is touch you right here, and you're done.” His eyes are gleaming as bright as a summer’s sky just as his finger finds my most favorite, sensitive spot.
I'm shaking, convulsing, coming apart on his hand, grabbing onto him hard, while I moan out my orgasm. When it becomes too much to bear, I bite down on his shoulder so I’m not too loud.
“Fuck I wasn't expecting it to be that fast,” he laughs.
“It's been a while since someone else’s fingers have done that.” I'm still shivering, grasping onto him while his finger slowly plunges in and out. I’m in a wonderful state, torn between my high and getting turned on all over again. He throbs against my leg, three strong pulses, and I can’t help it, I immediately want more of him. I can’t get enough.
“Yeah?” he grunts, shoving his finger deeper into my hole. “How long?”
“Since you,” I confess, and he stills, his finger deep inside me as he stares.
“But you said there have been others?”
I sigh, throwing my head back against the cold brick. “But none of them were able-”
“Oh, Luci,” he pulls my head back down to his shoulder, enveloping me in some sort of twisted hug before kissing my hair, and I suddenly feel a slight wetness on my leg.
“Wha-”
“I think I just came little,” he laughs, and I can’t help my smile.
He moves closer, and I feel his hot breath against my lips. I swallow hard, not ready for him to kiss me, and thankfully, he continues to my ear.
“You have a sweet smile,” he whispers, and I spread my legs wider, pushing him between them, so that despite being clothed, we’re lined up in all the right places. He's so hard and solid, and the pulsing of his dick against my underwear has me wanting to go all over again.
I move my hand to feel him, but he stops me. “Just you tonight. This is about you.” I start to protest, and he grunts, giving my leg another thrust. I lift my leg and wrap it around his waist, the front of my dress hiking up even higher, knowing he can’t say no.
“This is about me,” I whisper, thrusting my hips against his. “Make me go again, but with you this time. Like the first time in your office.”
He growls and adjusts us so that his cock is beating directly against my mound again. His hands move lower, under my dress, around my underwear, until he’s squeezing my ass, lifting me up higher. I wrap my other leg around his waist so that I’m fully straddling him.
“Shit,” he moans. “Is this what you want?” He knocks against me without letting up. “Is your clit so swollen that my cock rubbing you like this feels good?”
I grab onto his neck, then hair, meeting his relentless pounding, and my underwear is so wet that he’s almost sliding between my pussy lips.
“It’s so good!” I breathe. “You feel so good!”
He moves his chest back as I flatten my back against the wall, the only part of us now meeting are our hips, hammering together.
“I don’t want to come yet,” he slows down. “I don’t want it to end.” He presses his chest against mine as our eyes meet, and for a second, I think we’re actually going to kiss this time, but it’s only the heat of his lips I feel as he speaks. “If you don’t want me to kiss your lips you’re going to have to stop kissing me with your eyes.”
I smile, closing my eyes while I let out a moan, melting from his words. I wrap my legs around him even tighter, too obsessed with how he feels. “I want you so badly,” he whispers, and his lips are so soft that I’m not sure if they really even touched me or if it was just the air.
“Josh!” I moan as the familiar shudder of my body rapidly approaches. I work my hips, quickening our pace
“Do you forget how well I know you?” He laughs, his thumb moving dangerously close to my favorite spot.
“Of course not!” I cry out, opening my eyes.
“Because,” he smiles, “all I have to do is touch you right here, and you're done.” His eyes are gleaming as bright as a summer’s sky just as his finger finds my most favorite, sensitive spot.
I'm shaking, convulsing, coming apart on his hand, grabbing onto him hard, while I moan out my orgasm. When it becomes too much to bear, I bite down on his shoulder so I’m not too loud.
“Fuck I wasn't expecting it to be that fast,” he laughs.
“It's been a while since someone else’s fingers have done that.” I'm still shivering, grasping onto him while his finger slowly plunges in and out. I’m in a wonderful state, torn between my high and getting turned on all over again. He throbs against my leg, three strong pulses, and I can’t help it, I immediately want more of him. I can’t get enough.
“Yeah?” he grunts, shoving his finger deeper into my hole. “How long?”
“Since you,” I confess, and he stills, his finger deep inside me as he stares.
“But you said there have been others?”
I sigh, throwing my head back against the cold brick. “But none of them were able-”
“Oh, Luci,” he pulls my head back down to his shoulder, enveloping me in some sort of twisted hug before kissing my hair, and I suddenly feel a slight wetness on my leg.
“Wha-”
“I think I just came little,” he laughs, and I can’t help my smile.
He moves closer, and I feel his hot breath against my lips. I swallow hard, not ready for him to kiss me, and thankfully, he continues to my ear.
“You have a sweet smile,” he whispers, and I spread my legs wider, pushing him between them, so that despite being clothed, we’re lined up in all the right places. He's so hard and solid, and the pulsing of his dick against my underwear has me wanting to go all over again.
I move my hand to feel him, but he stops me. “Just you tonight. This is about you.” I start to protest, and he grunts, giving my leg another thrust. I lift my leg and wrap it around his waist, the front of my dress hiking up even higher, knowing he can’t say no.
“This is about me,” I whisper, thrusting my hips against his. “Make me go again, but with you this time. Like the first time in your office.”
He growls and adjusts us so that his cock is beating directly against my mound again. His hands move lower, under my dress, around my underwear, until he’s squeezing my ass, lifting me up higher. I wrap my other leg around his waist so that I’m fully straddling him.
“Shit,” he moans. “Is this what you want?” He knocks against me without letting up. “Is your clit so swollen that my cock rubbing you like this feels good?”
I grab onto his neck, then hair, meeting his relentless pounding, and my underwear is so wet that he’s almost sliding between my pussy lips.
“It’s so good!” I breathe. “You feel so good!”
He moves his chest back as I flatten my back against the wall, the only part of us now meeting are our hips, hammering together.
“I don’t want to come yet,” he slows down. “I don’t want it to end.” He presses his chest against mine as our eyes meet, and for a second, I think we’re actually going to kiss this time, but it’s only the heat of his lips I feel as he speaks. “If you don’t want me to kiss your lips you’re going to have to stop kissing me with your eyes.”
I smile, closing my eyes while I let out a moan, melting from his words. I wrap my legs around him even tighter, too obsessed with how he feels. “I want you so badly,” he whispers, and his lips are so soft that I’m not sure if they really even touched me or if it was just the air.
“Josh!” I moan as the familiar shudder of my body rapidly approaches. I work my hips, quickening our pace
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