neither one
of them casting a glance at his belongings crashing to the carpet. The flaps of
her robe fell open as she curled her legs around his waist, locking his body
against hers. He pressed his erection against her pussy and she moaned in
return from the pressure to her clit. Leaving her mouth, his lips drifted to
her neck and she whimpered when he pushed her bra up to her collarbone. He
swirled around one of her nipples with his tongue then sucked it into his mouth
as he kneaded the other breast.
“Please touch me Scott,” she whispered. “Touch my clit. I
wanna come.”
“Are you wet?” he asked.
“Yes…” Lying back on the desk, she gripped a fistful of his
hair. “Please…” Her entire body jerked with anticipation as he pulled her
panties down her legs. He opened her thighs and pushed two of his fingers into
her pussy, flicking her clit with his thumb. “Scott,” she cried out, reaching
above her head to clutch the edge of the desk.
“Damn you’re tight, Lee. I want to fuck this tight, wet
little pussy of yours,” he said as he drove his fingers into her harder.
No guy had ever spoken to her like that and it turned her on
so much she almost gave in to her building climax right then. He pressed his
tongue against her inner thigh, working his lips upward, and the yearning had
her muscles twitching. She whimpered at the first rolls of his tongue on her
clit as his fingers curled inside her to match the rhythm of his mouth.
“I’m coming,” Kelly said before biting down on her lip as her
eyelids fluttered. Her back rounded off the desk and Scott pressed her body
down to the wood with a hand to her collarbone. “Scott…”
“I want to hear you come. Come hard for me baby,” he said
and Kelly let go without restraining herself at all, writhing and saying his
name until her body was spent. When she caught her breath, she shifted up to
her elbows and smiled at him, still wanting his touch as she spied the solid
bulge pushing against the front of his slacks.
“Whoa…we made a mess,” she said. She looked around at the
scattered things on the floor and then sat all the way up.
“You made a mess,” he said with a glance between her legs
and she blushed. He brushed his finger over his lip before dipping it into his
mouth. “That was hot and you taste exactly how I imagined.” Scott lowered his
lips to her neck and trailed kisses from her ear to her shoulder. “So you
fingered yourself to me in the shower, huh? What did you think about while you
were doing that?”
“Everything we just did.” Kelly unbuttoned his shirt and
uncovered his carved, ripped chest beneath. It was just as she had pictured and
she drew her lips across the smooth width of it while she unzipped his pants.
Scott tugged her hair a little as he groaned and her eyes widened when his
slacks dropped to the floor. Even through his boxers, she could tell he really
was huge. She licked her lips as she imagined what it would be like to have it
in her mouth. She loved giving head.
Scott pulled his cock out and stroked it himself as he kissed
her and she was surprised by how much tasting herself on his lips turned her
on. “What else do you want to do?” he whispered and he put his fingers back
into her pussy.
“I want you to fuck me. Right here,” she said, trembling as
she spoke, but it felt good to say. She could be a dirty talker too. “I want
you to bend me over and fuck me.”
Scott walked to the door and locked it before he went to his
bedside drawer to retrieve a condom. When he returned to her, he flipped her
around and leaned her over the desk, unlatching her bra and plunging his
fingers into her from behind. Being unable to see what he was doing spiked her
arousal so much she was squirming and her legs were shaking as he separated
them. Soon Scott’s tongue was lashing her clit again and she bucked against the
desk so much he had to hold her in place.
“Fuck…Scott,” she cried out, barely able to speak