Page 119 of Through You
“I’m on the verge.”
She sits up straight on top of me, then runs her hands over my chest and down to my abdomen.
“You are very sexy, Artemis Hidalgo.”
“Thank you. You’re beyond sexy, and I’m two seconds away from losing my self-restraint and fucking you senseless.”
“It’s too bad I’m in charge. Right, sir?” She begins to undo the top buttons of her uniform and I stop breathing. It feels hot in here.
With each button she releases, she reveals more of her breasts.
She stops at her waist and opens the shirt of her uniform, presenting beautiful breasts contained in a black bra that brings out the color of her skin.
She is beautiful, and she knows it. The confidence she exudes as she puts her body on display is thrilling. There is no hesitation, no shame, just power and self-confidence in her gestures and expressions. She takes my hands and puts them on her breasts, allowing me to give them a light squeeze that fuels my desire even more. Though I’m having a hard time tolerating this slow torture, I trust our coupling will be even more explosive once it finally happens. She keeps moving on top of me while I caress her breasts. She bites her lower lip and moans softly. I can feel the heat from her crotch. I can only imagine how wet she must be and how good it will feel when I finally penetrate her.
“You are so hard, sir.” Her voice is fueled by desire, and lights my whole body on fire.
My member becomes harder when she pulls down the straps of her bra and bares her breasts to me. My hands make direct contact, and I groan in response to the sensation. My thumbs start working on her pert nipples, making her throw her head back and eliciting a much louder moan. Her swiveling movements on my lap are becoming more rapid and unruly.
“Claudia, I don’t think I can take it anymore, I—”
She puts her finger to my lips. “Silence.”
She removes my hands from her breasts and stands up. She pulls her undergarments down and steps out of them. She keeps her skirt on and grabs the elastic band of my boxers. She takes them off and exposes me to her.
She straddles me one more time. And the skin-to-warm-skin contact prompts me to grab hold of her hips to anchor me, praying I can control myself.
“Ah, Claudia.”
She uses her wetness to lubricate her grinding movements, forward and backward. My grip on her hips tightens. I need to be inside her now. Not having control is driving me crazy.
“I want you inside me, sir,” she whispers and slides slightly off me. I hold my breath as I watch her guide my member toward her entrance. “Ah.” She moans, and I close my eyes as she completely encases me. She feels warm, soft, and wet inside; the sensation leaves me speechless.
This feels like fucking paradise.
Claudia slowly gyrates, tantalizing me and intensifying the sensation and my arousal. Her moans match the rhythm of her movements. The torture she’s put me through is close to taking its toll and I may just come from all of this. But I fight hard to suppress the urge to lose myself.
“God, this is unbelievable,” I murmur. She leans forward, and her breasts are dangerously close to my face. I don’t hesitate and proceed to ravage them. I lick them, kiss them, and suck on them.
The way she’s shuddering is a clear sign that she’s enjoying it.
“Yes. Artemis. God.” She’s lost control and her movements have picked up the pace. The sound created by the friction of our intimate parts echoes throughout the room, and it intermingles with loud moans of pleasure. “I’m going . . . to . . . Oh, god.”
I can tell she’s close to reaching orgasm and I kiss her. I move my hands down to her ass and squeeze it. I jerk my hips upward, burying myself deeper inside her. Claudia gasps into my mouth.
She shudders and trembles. She’s lost in the throes of her impending orgasm and I feel her pulsations on my member. She’s getting wetter, and I know I won’t be able to hold back much longer.
Her pace becomes fierce, and the sound of our bodies coming together gets even louder and more primal.
“Ohh, Claudia. I’m going to come if you keep moving like that,” I admit, doubting my ability to resist the urge.
“Do it. I want to feel it.” The warmth coming from her rapid breaths is driving me crazy. “Artemis, I want to feel you come inside me.”
And that’s all I need to hear to reach my climax. I tighten my grip on her ass, moan, and let myself go. Claudia drops on top of me and our breathing is ragged. I can feel her heart erratically beating, much like mine. She peels herself off me, and falls to my side. We lie on our backs, stare at the ceiling, and try to recover the ability to speak following the most incredible sexual encounter. My hand finds hers and gives it a light squeeze. I try to find a compliment that will do justice to how amazing this was, but my mind fails me.
“I may just take control more often.” She breaks the silence, and I turn to look at her.
“As many times as you want.”
