record, Lilly. Did you know he has a record for raping a girl?" Peter began moving closer, with a sudden change in his demeanor.
"What are you talking about, Peter, and why are you looking into Pierre, anyway?"
"There was something about him that didn't sit well with me, so I checked into him," he admitted. "He's dangerous Lilly."
"I can't listen to this anymore." I didn't know what to think. I wasn't even sure if I could believe what he was saying. For all I knew, he didn't want any man near me as long as there was a chance for us to be together. Backing away from him, I turned to head back to my office. My progress was abruptly stopped when his hand took hold of my arm. Stopped in my tracks, I turned to face him. "We’re done talking, Peter."
"Lilly, no matter what you think, I will always care about you. I'm asking that you please listen to me, no matter how you feel about me." Peter's eyes showed his concern with sincerity.
It didn't matter what I felt for Peter, it was written all over my face the minute he looked at me with those eyes. When his grip on my arm softened and he took me into his arms, nothing could change the way I felt about him. It didn't matter that his need to protect me was over the top or that he had secrets he was keeping from me. All that mattered was the way he made me feel at that very moment. Studying him closely, his head lowered to mine and his lips were suddenly on mine. The tingle began the minute he parted my lips and began twisting his tongue with mine. I was so absorbed in the here and now that I had no control over myself. My hands wrapped around his neck as I pulled him even closer yet. My body floated upward, feeling his hands lower and swoop me into his arms. He must have known where to take me because before I knew it, I was on the leather couch in my office with Peter hovering over me.
All I could think about was having him. Taking the hem of his t-shirt, I lifted the soft material up over his head, exposing his masculine chest. Every line of his hard body was on display. Kissing my way down his perfection, I undid the buckle on his belt and ripped it from his jeans. Peter grabbed his belt from me and coiled it around my wrists. Just as I was about to protest, he whispered. "I would never hurt you, Lilly."
Letting him continue, I was suddenly bound to the chrome armrest on the leather couch. Unable to move my hands, Peter began slowly unbuttoning my silk blouse while kissing his way down my sensitized body. Only his touch could make me feel this way. "Peter," I moaned, feeling he knew exactly what I wanted.
"Just feel, baby," he whispered.
My breasts were completely exposed to him as he unfastened the clasp of my bra. In a nanosecond his mouth was on my nipple, kissing and sucking it into a hard peak. He knew exactly what drove me crazy with desire for him. Reaching under my skirt, his hand began moving to my core. I could feel the wetness building as his hands skimmed closer and closer to my slick folds. As he inserted one and then another finger, I was lost. The rush of pleasure hit at once. My body was no longer my own. It was his.
Pulling his jeans down the rest of the way, Peter took special care as he entered my tight channel. Pumping his cock in and out of me, I could feel the onset of another orgasm as he changed his position so that he was now hitting my g-spot. Thrusting further inside me, my heart began to beat faster while my breathing became more erratic. I no longer had the strength to hold back. Electricity filled my body as my need to release finally won. It wasn't until I was coming down from the explosion that I felt the spasm of Peter inside me. He too had met his delivery.
"Peter, we have to stop doing this," I panted, not knowing why I would want to stop something that felt so good.
"I can't, Lilly. I have to be with you," he said.
"Then tell me what is going on with you." If he would just tell me
"What are you talking about, Peter, and why are you looking into Pierre, anyway?"
"There was something about him that didn't sit well with me, so I checked into him," he admitted. "He's dangerous Lilly."
"I can't listen to this anymore." I didn't know what to think. I wasn't even sure if I could believe what he was saying. For all I knew, he didn't want any man near me as long as there was a chance for us to be together. Backing away from him, I turned to head back to my office. My progress was abruptly stopped when his hand took hold of my arm. Stopped in my tracks, I turned to face him. "We’re done talking, Peter."
"Lilly, no matter what you think, I will always care about you. I'm asking that you please listen to me, no matter how you feel about me." Peter's eyes showed his concern with sincerity.
It didn't matter what I felt for Peter, it was written all over my face the minute he looked at me with those eyes. When his grip on my arm softened and he took me into his arms, nothing could change the way I felt about him. It didn't matter that his need to protect me was over the top or that he had secrets he was keeping from me. All that mattered was the way he made me feel at that very moment. Studying him closely, his head lowered to mine and his lips were suddenly on mine. The tingle began the minute he parted my lips and began twisting his tongue with mine. I was so absorbed in the here and now that I had no control over myself. My hands wrapped around his neck as I pulled him even closer yet. My body floated upward, feeling his hands lower and swoop me into his arms. He must have known where to take me because before I knew it, I was on the leather couch in my office with Peter hovering over me.
All I could think about was having him. Taking the hem of his t-shirt, I lifted the soft material up over his head, exposing his masculine chest. Every line of his hard body was on display. Kissing my way down his perfection, I undid the buckle on his belt and ripped it from his jeans. Peter grabbed his belt from me and coiled it around my wrists. Just as I was about to protest, he whispered. "I would never hurt you, Lilly."
Letting him continue, I was suddenly bound to the chrome armrest on the leather couch. Unable to move my hands, Peter began slowly unbuttoning my silk blouse while kissing his way down my sensitized body. Only his touch could make me feel this way. "Peter," I moaned, feeling he knew exactly what I wanted.
"Just feel, baby," he whispered.
My breasts were completely exposed to him as he unfastened the clasp of my bra. In a nanosecond his mouth was on my nipple, kissing and sucking it into a hard peak. He knew exactly what drove me crazy with desire for him. Reaching under my skirt, his hand began moving to my core. I could feel the wetness building as his hands skimmed closer and closer to my slick folds. As he inserted one and then another finger, I was lost. The rush of pleasure hit at once. My body was no longer my own. It was his.
Pulling his jeans down the rest of the way, Peter took special care as he entered my tight channel. Pumping his cock in and out of me, I could feel the onset of another orgasm as he changed his position so that he was now hitting my g-spot. Thrusting further inside me, my heart began to beat faster while my breathing became more erratic. I no longer had the strength to hold back. Electricity filled my body as my need to release finally won. It wasn't until I was coming down from the explosion that I felt the spasm of Peter inside me. He too had met his delivery.
"Peter, we have to stop doing this," I panted, not knowing why I would want to stop something that felt so good.
"I can't, Lilly. I have to be with you," he said.
"Then tell me what is going on with you." If he would just tell me
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