Page 55 of More Than Words

“Oh, baby,” Adrian laughed, not moving away from me, his lips seeking the skin just above my collarbone and sucking lightly before he tipped his head back. “Talk dirty to me.”

“Shut the fuck up,” I laughed, not expecting this lighter side of him.

“That’s it. Just like that. Keep runnin’ that mouth.” His face traced down further, his nose nuzzling my nipple through my thin blouse. He teased it as his hand pressed between my legs again, his fingers slowly fucking me while my head arched backward.

“Fuck,” I panted when his touch became more insistent.

“I’m gettin’ to it,” he laughed against my chest, seemingly not in any hurry.

“Not fast enough. God, just stop talking.”

“You like it.” He chuckled again, pressing his thumb into my clit to tease me. As I felt myself climb higher and higher, I didn’t want his fingers. “I feel how excited you get when I tease you.”

“Then quit teasing me. I thought you wanted to fuck me. All you seem to be doing is stalling.”

“But feel how wet you are,” he whispered, thrusting his fingers deeper inside me. “I think you like this. I think you want me to rile you up. And when you can’t take it anymore, I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll need to sit down the rest of the day. While you’re trying to concentrate on work, all you’ll be able to think about is my cock inside you, and at the end of the day you’ll be wondering if the people walking out of work behind you can tell my cum has been leaking out of you all afternoon.”

“Please, I can’t…” My chest heaved as he showed no signs of stopping, my orgasm bearing down on me.

“Are you sure you want me bare?”

“I’ve got an IUD,” I choked out, trying to keep myself from coming. And if things continue like this, I may be asking for your sperm in a few months.

“You could have told me that earlier,” he chuckled, but it turned into a groan. “God, I want to make you come like this, but I want to feel it more.”

“Yes, inside…now.”

“So bossy. I love it,” he panted against my cheek, slowly removing his hand, and unbuckling his belt while I watched.

Adrian shoved down his pants, his tight boxer briefs outlining how hard he was. Unable to help myself, I grasped him, squeezing while he groaned in my ear. “Someone is impatient.”

“Someone just wants you to fuck her. But you’re being insufferable again.”

“And you like it. It makes you hot when I irritate the shit outta you.”

Adrian leaned back, slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt, and pushing his briefs down his strong thighs, my mouth watering as I took in the expanse of hard muscle he hid underneath his designer clothing. I knew he was a gym rat, but this was ridiculous. He was forty. Men weren’t supposed to look like this at our age.

“Are you done gawking now?” He teased while his large hand slowly pumped his hard cock, a bead of liquid pooling at the head. “Someone wanted me to fuck her. And I’d hate to disappoint.”

“We’re going to get caught if you don’t hurry.”

“Maybe I like the thought of someone hearing you come on my cock,” he whispered, stepping forward, and crouching slightly to draw the tip of it teasingly along my clit.

“You’d have to make that happen first,” I whispered back, cupping the back of his neck, and bringing his mouth to mine.

Adrian didn’t waste any time grasping the back of my thighs, hoisting me up and pinning me against the wall beside the door. His hand left my skin briefly, but then his mouth smothered the moan I couldn’t hold in when he pulled me down onto his cock.

“Don’t worry, babe. I’ve got you.” His gruff whisper against my lips was the last sweet moment before he thrust hard, bottoming out inside me with a muffled groan.

All his hours in the gym proved worthwhile, as he managed to somehow hold my entire weight and fuck me at the same time, savagely pulling me against him while he thrust into me. All the teasing since we’d come in here had just worked me up to the point I couldn’t hold back long, biting the collar of his shirt to keep quiet as I came hard.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he panted against the side of my face. “Gonna come inside you so hard. Fill this pussy just like you wanted.”

And he did, moments later, pulsing while I clung to his shoulders.

My lips quivered as he clasped me against his chest, suddenly overcome with something deeper than my usual irritation with him. Adrian made me feel things, more than just the physical, that I hadn’t felt in years. And if I thought I could escape this situation with my heart unscathed, he’d just proved me wrong.

Adrian didn’t talk for once, slowly lowering me to my feet, pulling a handkerchief from his pants pocket and swiping it between my legs.

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