Page 36 of Always Be an Us

"Oh God!" She screams and her pussy pulses around my finger. Her entire body draws taut, and she holds me tightly as she comes. I kiss her again wanting to absorb all that energy inside me.

And then suddenly her body collapses back onto the table.

A quick movement prevents her from rolling to the floor as I catch her back up.

"Oh shit," she suddenly exclaims and then looks at me with amazement and some drunken amusement in her eyes

But then the look disappears when she sees the expression on my face.

I can only guess what I look like. A man on the edge, wildness in his eyes, crazed lust on his face and flushed. My skin feels raw and sensitive, my cock screaming to be buried inside her.

I probably look as strung out as I feel.

"You…" she starts but she doesn’t seem able to finish her sentence.

Her mouth simply opens and closes without words coming out.

But when her eyes drop to my lips again, I know I need to get out of here before I lose my mind.

"I need a minute," I bite out before I stalk out slamming the door behind me. The wood rattles, too old to be able to bear that kind of abuse, but I don’t give a shit.

I pace down the grass to the end then realize there’s nothing there to distract me. So I stop and stare at the walls instead. The pale pink gives me an eerie feeling but it's not enough to distract mefrom the lust in my brain and the internal voice repeatedly chanting fuck her fuck her fuck her.

I feel insane and out of control.

I need to get myself back in check before I can go back inside.

Maybe I can find a place to take care of the aching in my cock

But that would be unsatisfactory, especially with Emma so close by. My cock doesn’t want my own hand. It wants her, wants inside her.

Besides, masturbating in the middle of the business day would be unprofessional.

Not as unprofessional as what you just did to her in there.

Jeez. I need to get a hold of myself. I'm nearly forty. There’s no way a woman her age has me so hungry and desperate.

It’s right there, the voice of reason. I ingest it and take calming breaths through my nose and out through my mouth.

Yes, that was good. What you did in there felt admittedly amazing.

But it’s over and you’re not going to do it again.

I repeat the statement until I'm sure I can stick to it.

Nevertheless, when I get to the door, I hesitate once more. Because despite what I told myself I still desperately want to fuck her.

But you won’t.

I open the door, surprised to find that Emma has her eyes closed. And she also seems to be doing some sort of breathing exercise.

"I can overcome any challenge," she murmurs a few times.

I shut the door behind me, and her eyes fly open.

"Oh." She starts and folds her arms in front of her

I lean back against the wall.

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