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her lips, once, twice. “You do realize we can’t do this only once, because Ashley I don’t think I could ever get enough of you.” The thought of only getting this one chance to be with her this way makes my heart ache.
Her smile is blinding as her eyes twinkle with happiness. This is the first time I see her so free around me, and I never want to see her any other way. “Then don’t stop.” Her hands return to my belt, and even though this is certainly not the right place, and it’s probably not the right time, I kiss her with everything I have.
Clothes are quickly discarded, but not as frantically as before. I take my time letting my hands roam over all her curves and kissing every piece of exposed skin. This is everything I have been dreaming, wanting, coveting in these past weeks while making this house into something she’d be proud of. She is everything.
We’re in our underwear, and as awkward as it is, I’m glad the carpet is thick and plush as I lay her back and kiss her. I’ve never disrespected a customer this way, but since the boss is with me, I suppose I can make an exception.
Her hands are in my underwear, stroking me, and I’m trying to get her bra unhooked. Seemingly, I’ve reverted back to a helpless virgin as I struggle with the damn hook. “Jesus, what is wrong with this thing,” I mumble against Ashley’s skin, making her laugh.
She pushes me off her and sits up, then proceeds to unhook it. “It’s not that hard, Devon,” she teases then pulls off the offending garment, throwing it in my face, giggling the whole time.
She’s a devil-woman and I like it.
“Oh, yes it is that hard ...and you’re going to pay for that.” I crawl on all fours toward her until I’m settled between her thighs with my mouth attached to her tits. I lick and suck and tease until her giggles turn into moans as her hands go back to my dick.
Leaning on my elbow, I palm her sex over her lacy underwear, feeling the heat of her. Her hips rotate to meet my hand as I brush a fingertip up and down her pussy, feeling the wetness seep through the lace, clearly driving her to the brink.
“Take them off, please,” she pleads, and kisses my shoulder, neck, and any piece of skin she can get her mouth on. She sucks on the skin of my collarbone and gently bites at my Adam’s apple getting me lost in her touch. Her breathing comes in quick little pants when I hook both sides of her delicate panties and slide them down her legs.
As I settle back between her thighs, I let her lower my boxers, first with deft fingers and then with her toes.
“Condom?” I ask, my forehead resting against her chest, breathing erratically as her hands skim up and down my back. I need to gain some sort of control before I come all over her. If that happens, it’ll be game over and I’m pretty sure I won’t get a second chance.
“I have some in my purse,” she replies, and I look up at her, quirking an eyebrow in question, making her snicker. “What? I’m a safety girl. Besides, I’ve had...fantasies about you, Mr. James.” First off, the fact she’s quoting Pretty Woman should probably not be what I’m thinking of right now, and second, I doubt her fantasies come anywhere close to the ones I’ve had about her.
“Oh, my God, Ashley,” I groan out against her skin and suck a taut nipple into my mouth, my dick brushing up against her slick flesh. “Feel what you do to me? That’s no laughing matter.”
She giggles and groans, making her tits jiggle as she moves under me. “Don’t judge me. Nobody’s touched me in over a year, and actually I bought the condoms this afternoon.”
I bring myself eye-to-eye with her and search her face, taking note of her smile, the twinkle in her eyes and the dark brown tangled halo of hair around her head. She’s so beautiful, it takes my breath away.
“So, you were expecting this?” I tilt my head to the side, my eyes never leaving hers as I sit up.
She reaches toward her
Her smile is blinding as her eyes twinkle with happiness. This is the first time I see her so free around me, and I never want to see her any other way. “Then don’t stop.” Her hands return to my belt, and even though this is certainly not the right place, and it’s probably not the right time, I kiss her with everything I have.
Clothes are quickly discarded, but not as frantically as before. I take my time letting my hands roam over all her curves and kissing every piece of exposed skin. This is everything I have been dreaming, wanting, coveting in these past weeks while making this house into something she’d be proud of. She is everything.
We’re in our underwear, and as awkward as it is, I’m glad the carpet is thick and plush as I lay her back and kiss her. I’ve never disrespected a customer this way, but since the boss is with me, I suppose I can make an exception.
Her hands are in my underwear, stroking me, and I’m trying to get her bra unhooked. Seemingly, I’ve reverted back to a helpless virgin as I struggle with the damn hook. “Jesus, what is wrong with this thing,” I mumble against Ashley’s skin, making her laugh.
She pushes me off her and sits up, then proceeds to unhook it. “It’s not that hard, Devon,” she teases then pulls off the offending garment, throwing it in my face, giggling the whole time.
She’s a devil-woman and I like it.
“Oh, yes it is that hard ...and you’re going to pay for that.” I crawl on all fours toward her until I’m settled between her thighs with my mouth attached to her tits. I lick and suck and tease until her giggles turn into moans as her hands go back to my dick.
Leaning on my elbow, I palm her sex over her lacy underwear, feeling the heat of her. Her hips rotate to meet my hand as I brush a fingertip up and down her pussy, feeling the wetness seep through the lace, clearly driving her to the brink.
“Take them off, please,” she pleads, and kisses my shoulder, neck, and any piece of skin she can get her mouth on. She sucks on the skin of my collarbone and gently bites at my Adam’s apple getting me lost in her touch. Her breathing comes in quick little pants when I hook both sides of her delicate panties and slide them down her legs.
As I settle back between her thighs, I let her lower my boxers, first with deft fingers and then with her toes.
“Condom?” I ask, my forehead resting against her chest, breathing erratically as her hands skim up and down my back. I need to gain some sort of control before I come all over her. If that happens, it’ll be game over and I’m pretty sure I won’t get a second chance.
“I have some in my purse,” she replies, and I look up at her, quirking an eyebrow in question, making her snicker. “What? I’m a safety girl. Besides, I’ve had...fantasies about you, Mr. James.” First off, the fact she’s quoting Pretty Woman should probably not be what I’m thinking of right now, and second, I doubt her fantasies come anywhere close to the ones I’ve had about her.
“Oh, my God, Ashley,” I groan out against her skin and suck a taut nipple into my mouth, my dick brushing up against her slick flesh. “Feel what you do to me? That’s no laughing matter.”
She giggles and groans, making her tits jiggle as she moves under me. “Don’t judge me. Nobody’s touched me in over a year, and actually I bought the condoms this afternoon.”
I bring myself eye-to-eye with her and search her face, taking note of her smile, the twinkle in her eyes and the dark brown tangled halo of hair around her head. She’s so beautiful, it takes my breath away.
“So, you were expecting this?” I tilt my head to the side, my eyes never leaving hers as I sit up.
She reaches toward her
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