when she nibbled it. “Promise me, honey. No one can hear us, okay? We need to be more careful from now on.”
“I promise, whatever you say. Just please do it.”
He couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. He loved the fact that she wanted him. But the idea that she needed him so badly to the point that she forgot about being self-conscious or insecure, well, that turned him on more than anything else. “You’re such a good girl, honey! Do you want me to fuck you hard? Is that what you need?” He was dying holding out, but he knew that she loved it when he talked dirty to her.
“Ooh, yes. That, fuck me hard, Mitch.”
“That’s my girl.” He kissed her and thrust deep inside her. Rocking in and out of her body while digging his fingers into her hips. He drove into her with such a force he worried he might hurt her. But watching her face with her eyes closed, biting on her bottom lip with her mouth closed tightly, he knew she loved it.
“Jesus. I can’t believe how good you feel. I can’t wait. I’m already gonna come, honey. I’m sorry.” Mitch reached down and flicked his fingers over her clit, massaging it over and over again until her orgasm surrounded his cock with hot wetness. He had asked her not to scream, but he was the one that had to fight the urge when he felt her muscles milking him inside of her.
He dropped his head on her chest as he heaved, trying to get air. He felt her run one of her hands up his back as the other hand trailed mindlessly through his hair. What was it about her that drove him beyond reason? Beyond any amount of control? He had never desired someone so much that he felt the need to take them no matter where they were. Whatever it was about her, he knew he wasn’t anywhere near getting his fill of her. She was like a drug, and he was quickly becoming an addict.
Pulling away, he gently ran his fingers down her cheek. “You are amazing, do you know that?”
She smiled at him and said, “You mentioned something about that last night. But don’t think I’m complaining. You can say it as often as you want.”
Mitch watched her as she got down from his desk and reached for her panties. “Uh uh,” he said while he buckled his belt. She looked at him for a moment before she held them out for him to grab.
“Do I ever get to keep panties on?” she teased.
Mitch shrugged as he helped her fix her blouse. “What can I say? I like you better without them on.”
Smoothing down her skirt, she responded to his flirting. “Yeah, but if you keep taking all of my panties, I won’t have any left. Then what will I wear?”
Mitch pulled her close and kissed her once more. “Then my job will be done, and I can rest easy knowing that whenever I want to be inside you, all I have to do is bend you over.”
“Maybe I’ll start wearing pants?” she taunted.
He squinted his eyes at her in challenge. “You wouldn’t dare.” He spanked her butt at the threat. “Now quit distracting me, I’ve got work to do.”
Sara rolled her eyes. “Gosh, I’m sorry, Mitch. I didn’t mean to keep you. I know how put out you must have been.” She picked up her pad of paper and pen and walked toward the door to open it.
“Wait,” Mitch said before she could leave. She turned to him and waited. “Seven o’clock, okay? I’ve got a late meeting.”
She smiled. “As if I could refuse you.” She opened the door and left. Walking past Claudia and one of the law clerks talking on her way to the bathroom, she didn’t notice the icy stare that was aimed at her.
* * * *
A little after six o’clock, Mitch raced home. He wanted to take a quick shower before he picked up Sara. He was all set to run to his building’s entrance through the courtyard but glanced up and saw her watering her plants on her balcony.
He couldn’t let her see him there. She was still unsure of herself. If she knew the reason he had first wanted her was because he had watched her masturbate like some sort of
“I promise, whatever you say. Just please do it.”
He couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. He loved the fact that she wanted him. But the idea that she needed him so badly to the point that she forgot about being self-conscious or insecure, well, that turned him on more than anything else. “You’re such a good girl, honey! Do you want me to fuck you hard? Is that what you need?” He was dying holding out, but he knew that she loved it when he talked dirty to her.
“Ooh, yes. That, fuck me hard, Mitch.”
“That’s my girl.” He kissed her and thrust deep inside her. Rocking in and out of her body while digging his fingers into her hips. He drove into her with such a force he worried he might hurt her. But watching her face with her eyes closed, biting on her bottom lip with her mouth closed tightly, he knew she loved it.
“Jesus. I can’t believe how good you feel. I can’t wait. I’m already gonna come, honey. I’m sorry.” Mitch reached down and flicked his fingers over her clit, massaging it over and over again until her orgasm surrounded his cock with hot wetness. He had asked her not to scream, but he was the one that had to fight the urge when he felt her muscles milking him inside of her.
He dropped his head on her chest as he heaved, trying to get air. He felt her run one of her hands up his back as the other hand trailed mindlessly through his hair. What was it about her that drove him beyond reason? Beyond any amount of control? He had never desired someone so much that he felt the need to take them no matter where they were. Whatever it was about her, he knew he wasn’t anywhere near getting his fill of her. She was like a drug, and he was quickly becoming an addict.
Pulling away, he gently ran his fingers down her cheek. “You are amazing, do you know that?”
She smiled at him and said, “You mentioned something about that last night. But don’t think I’m complaining. You can say it as often as you want.”
Mitch watched her as she got down from his desk and reached for her panties. “Uh uh,” he said while he buckled his belt. She looked at him for a moment before she held them out for him to grab.
“Do I ever get to keep panties on?” she teased.
Mitch shrugged as he helped her fix her blouse. “What can I say? I like you better without them on.”
Smoothing down her skirt, she responded to his flirting. “Yeah, but if you keep taking all of my panties, I won’t have any left. Then what will I wear?”
Mitch pulled her close and kissed her once more. “Then my job will be done, and I can rest easy knowing that whenever I want to be inside you, all I have to do is bend you over.”
“Maybe I’ll start wearing pants?” she taunted.
He squinted his eyes at her in challenge. “You wouldn’t dare.” He spanked her butt at the threat. “Now quit distracting me, I’ve got work to do.”
Sara rolled her eyes. “Gosh, I’m sorry, Mitch. I didn’t mean to keep you. I know how put out you must have been.” She picked up her pad of paper and pen and walked toward the door to open it.
“Wait,” Mitch said before she could leave. She turned to him and waited. “Seven o’clock, okay? I’ve got a late meeting.”
She smiled. “As if I could refuse you.” She opened the door and left. Walking past Claudia and one of the law clerks talking on her way to the bathroom, she didn’t notice the icy stare that was aimed at her.
* * * *
A little after six o’clock, Mitch raced home. He wanted to take a quick shower before he picked up Sara. He was all set to run to his building’s entrance through the courtyard but glanced up and saw her watering her plants on her balcony.
He couldn’t let her see him there. She was still unsure of herself. If she knew the reason he had first wanted her was because he had watched her masturbate like some sort of
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