Page 204 of Seductive Temptation

Smack.

“I wasn’t wearing any panties.”

“Why was that?”

Smack.

“I wanted you to fuck me in your office.”

“Did you get what you wanted?”

Smack.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Am I fucking you like you need to be fucked?”

Smack.

“Yes, Sir.”

She cries out, and I know her orgasm is peaking.

“Are you coming for me—like a good girl?”

Smack.

“Yes. Sir. I. Am. Oh fuck. I’m coming.”

Her walls grip me so hard I think I’m going to be stuck like that for a while. We both come amidst loud moans, excessive cussing, toe-curling, and heavy breathing. We fall on the bed, bodies drenched in so much sweat our hair sticks to each other. Even the comforter is wet. After I catch my breath, I go start the shower. I return to the room and find her getting dressed.

“Where are you going?” I ask, confused by her sudden action.

“Home.”

“Why?” I further question.

“I don’t know. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if this is just a casual sex thing, you know, with no commitment.”

I sit on the bed and pull her to me, my forehead pressed against her belly, making sure I have her attention.

“I want more than casual. You intrigue me, and I need to know more.”

She smiles when I grab her by the hand, and we go take a long, hot, relaxing shower. With all the tension out of the way, maybe we can both catch some sleep.

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