peel it down his arms. He’s fully naked from the hips up, apart from the shinning pendant that contrasts perfectly against his lightly bronzed, impeccable skin.
Suddenly, he grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the desk, and thrusts his hips against me so I can feel his glorious erection digging against me, teasing me. And I can’t help but think if it wasn’t for the damn material between us…
Inexperienced when it comes to such a level of teasing that he is taking me to, the temptation that he is rousing within me and having the time to appraise one another is a heady combination; it’s usually wham, bam, and thank you ma’am. This is…different.
“What are you doing to me?” I groan, tipping my head back, panting and indulging in the nearness of our bodies.
His mouth connects with my frame, trailing wet kisses down my jawline, nipping and licking until he possesses my neck. Driving me wild as the throbbing of my clit makes me writhe uncontrollably on top of the desk that I work behind every day.
Mirroring the actions of my former undertaking, his expert hands begin to release the buttons of my navy silk blouse. My skin prickles and screams for more as the slightest touch of his fingertips drifts over my cleavage and my stomach, igniting my body and leaving a sizzling sensation in their wake.
I lift his right hand to my mouth, and in turn, place soft kisses on each of his skilled fingertips that render my traitorous body. Why? I have no idea, but I just can’t help myself with him.
He pulls away from my touch and smoothes his hands down the contours of my neck, past my collarbone, stretching the agonizing interval between foreplay and sex, until he reaches my breasts. He cups and kneads them vehemently in their containment of my red lace bra.
“Do you have any idea how attractive you are, Samantha? How provocative you look?” he whispers leaning closer to the hollow of my ear. His breath warm against my neck, all the while, his hands slip and skim over my hips, and down my thighs.
I swallow harshly, and moan in unison at his touch. I need you inside of me, Hayden––now.
“Ah––” I can’t stifle the moans that seep from my lips. My body tremors under Mr. Wentworth’s skilled touch, when he makes contact with my moist, throbbing sex through my matching red panties. My legs instinctively part further in invitation. I thrust my hips upward, pushing my pussy against his hand. I give him access to everything, holding nothing back. And as his thumb makes the slightest contact with my clit, I feel a jolt of addictive, electricity throughout my body. I throw my head back, allowing the quiver to possess my entirety.
With frustrations mounting, I undo the silver buckle of his belt and the sexy, tell-tale sound as I release his pants zipper soon follows, caressing my ears and my libido. His glorious erection springs free as I lower his pants and Calvin Kline boxers. My mouth agape and watering as the thought of how he would taste and feel in my mouth piques at my curiosity and spurs me on, deepening my already profound pool of desire.
While his left hand caresses the side of my face, his mouth finds mine once again, exploring the dissimilar territory as we overwhelm each other anew. He releases a virile groan as my hand skates down his warm, masculine body before seizing his erection. I wrap my hand firmly around his girth, my fingers barely touching. It feels like steel encased in warm velvet. I have felt cock before, but Hayden’s just seems…perfect. I feel him shudder and harden further as I begin to stroke it leisurely up and down.
Pulling my panties to the side, exposing my smooth, highly aroused sex, he promptly thrusts a single finger into my opening, feeling my walls clench around his finger whilst he makes circular motions deep inside me. He grazes the sensitive spot high against my front wall and sinks an extra finger inside, breaching my further.
“God, Samantha. You are so
Suddenly, he grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the desk, and thrusts his hips against me so I can feel his glorious erection digging against me, teasing me. And I can’t help but think if it wasn’t for the damn material between us…
Inexperienced when it comes to such a level of teasing that he is taking me to, the temptation that he is rousing within me and having the time to appraise one another is a heady combination; it’s usually wham, bam, and thank you ma’am. This is…different.
“What are you doing to me?” I groan, tipping my head back, panting and indulging in the nearness of our bodies.
His mouth connects with my frame, trailing wet kisses down my jawline, nipping and licking until he possesses my neck. Driving me wild as the throbbing of my clit makes me writhe uncontrollably on top of the desk that I work behind every day.
Mirroring the actions of my former undertaking, his expert hands begin to release the buttons of my navy silk blouse. My skin prickles and screams for more as the slightest touch of his fingertips drifts over my cleavage and my stomach, igniting my body and leaving a sizzling sensation in their wake.
I lift his right hand to my mouth, and in turn, place soft kisses on each of his skilled fingertips that render my traitorous body. Why? I have no idea, but I just can’t help myself with him.
He pulls away from my touch and smoothes his hands down the contours of my neck, past my collarbone, stretching the agonizing interval between foreplay and sex, until he reaches my breasts. He cups and kneads them vehemently in their containment of my red lace bra.
“Do you have any idea how attractive you are, Samantha? How provocative you look?” he whispers leaning closer to the hollow of my ear. His breath warm against my neck, all the while, his hands slip and skim over my hips, and down my thighs.
I swallow harshly, and moan in unison at his touch. I need you inside of me, Hayden––now.
“Ah––” I can’t stifle the moans that seep from my lips. My body tremors under Mr. Wentworth’s skilled touch, when he makes contact with my moist, throbbing sex through my matching red panties. My legs instinctively part further in invitation. I thrust my hips upward, pushing my pussy against his hand. I give him access to everything, holding nothing back. And as his thumb makes the slightest contact with my clit, I feel a jolt of addictive, electricity throughout my body. I throw my head back, allowing the quiver to possess my entirety.
With frustrations mounting, I undo the silver buckle of his belt and the sexy, tell-tale sound as I release his pants zipper soon follows, caressing my ears and my libido. His glorious erection springs free as I lower his pants and Calvin Kline boxers. My mouth agape and watering as the thought of how he would taste and feel in my mouth piques at my curiosity and spurs me on, deepening my already profound pool of desire.
While his left hand caresses the side of my face, his mouth finds mine once again, exploring the dissimilar territory as we overwhelm each other anew. He releases a virile groan as my hand skates down his warm, masculine body before seizing his erection. I wrap my hand firmly around his girth, my fingers barely touching. It feels like steel encased in warm velvet. I have felt cock before, but Hayden’s just seems…perfect. I feel him shudder and harden further as I begin to stroke it leisurely up and down.
Pulling my panties to the side, exposing my smooth, highly aroused sex, he promptly thrusts a single finger into my opening, feeling my walls clench around his finger whilst he makes circular motions deep inside me. He grazes the sensitive spot high against my front wall and sinks an extra finger inside, breaching my further.
“God, Samantha. You are so
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