Page 38 of Every Inch of You
Chapter Thirteen
BRAD
Vivian had left the gym,looking impressively put-together and not at all finger-fucked, and then she returned to my office just before ten pm. I tried not to appear as though I was rushing the members out the door, but as soon as the last one had left, I told each of my employees to leave immediately because I had to “talk to my friend who’s having a personalcrisis.”
“Is the personal crisis that she desperately needs your penis inside of her?” askedMarnie.
“No comment. Goodnight.”
“Does this mean we get to have sex with our clients in your officenow?”
“Absolutelynot!”
“How about the showerrooms?”
“Don’t even joke aboutthat.”
“Iwasn’t.”
“This changes nothing. She’s not my client anymore. Get out ofhere.”
I waited to make sure the entire gym was empty. I checked the change rooms, the toilets. I locked all the exterior doors and turned off the main lights and went back to my office, closed the door, and found the most gorgeous woman in the world sitting on my desk with her legs crossed and her hands resting on her knees, very lady-like and sexy ashell.
“Hi,” shesaid.
I went straight to her, my hands slowly slid up her body, from her thighs to her hips. “Hi,” Isaid.
She leaned upwards to kiss me, nibbling on my lower lip. She brought my hand from her hip to her breast, just like that time in high school, except this time I was a man—a man who knew how to control himself, and how to control his woman’sbody.
I caressed her soft ample breasts, and then I slowly unbuttoned her cardigan and peeled it off of her. Then I unbuttoned her blouse, slowly, from the top down, revealing her cleavage inch by voluptuous inch. She kept kissing me, all over my face and neck, sucked on my earlobe, while I removed her blouse and then pulled her pretty little camisole up and over her head. As I did, her long silky hair fell out of its loosebun.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. I savored the moment, staring down at her. She had a small beauty mark under her right breast, the rest of her was flawless. I put my hand on her breast and leaned down to kiss that wonderful beauty mark. She leaned back on her hands, offering her perky nipples up to me, and I took them into my mouth, one by one. I flicked them with my tongue and slowly sucked on them and kissed her delicious tits for what seemed like hours, while she cooed and moaned and shivered, until she reached for my rock hardcock.
“Oh my God, you’re so hard,” shegasped.
I pulled away from her. I still needed to feel in control, at least while we were in my office, even if it meant withstanding the most massive erection of mylife.
“Let me touch you,” she said, trying to pull up mytop.
“Not here.” I unzipped the back of her skin-tight skirt. Boy, did she know what she was doing when she got dressedtoday.
“But you’re sohard.”
“I know. Lay back on thedesk.”
“But I wantto—”
“Doit!”
She twisted around to move the papers and pens and clipboards out of theway.
I reached behind her and shoved them all off the desktop with one swipe and pulled her thighs towards me until she was lying all the way back. I pulled her skirt down—with great effort—off her hips and down her thighs. I kissed her belly before pulling her skirt off completely and removing hershoes.
“You really aren’t going to let me enjoyyourbody?” she said, genuinelyangry.
“Are you saying you aren’t having a good time?” I growled, as I ripped off herpanties.
She drew in her breath, sharply, grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her so she could kiss me. “I’m having the time of my life,” she whispered, between kisses. She wrapped her legs around my waist, trying to press herself into me as tightly as shecould.
