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“Anticipation.”
“I love that you’re this excited to be with me again,” he said, his eyes watching me eagerly.
I flushed and tried hard to get words out, but he was making it difficult. He was stroking up and down on my slick folds, sliding his finger into my sex as he went. The sensations he created made me shudder.
“Ah, fuck,” I cried out.
His hand left my thong, and I whimpered at the loss of it. He chuckled. He was enjoying this tease he was performing a little too much.
“Terry, please,” I pleaded with him, hoping he would return his hands to me.
He didn’t. Instead, he lifted my skirt, ensuring that my legs were visible to him. Tucking it behind the chair without removing it, he had a full view of the thong he had pushed aside and my pussy that he made, oh, so wet. Our eyes locked as he reached for my thong again, his eyebrows shooting up as if asking for permission. I nodded. Terry began dragging my thong down, pinching my ass slightly, and I let out a yelp.
“I’m going to need you to lift for me, darlin’,” he drawled.
I pushed my hips up and allowed him to take it all the way down. When he reached my little gray booties, he paused.
“Do I leave your shoes on to fuck you, or shall I remove them?” he asked, a gleam in his eye. His brown eyes were so full of desire. I was sure they matched my own.
“Take them off,” I breathed out.
He nodded in agreement and slowly pulled down the zipper for each bootie and removed them. My thong soon joined the booties on the floor. With a devilish grin, Terry grabbed my hips and brought me forward in my desk chair. When he had me where he wanted me, he dove in.
My head shot back, and I cried out in pleasure. “Jesus, Terry. Fuck!”
He never once stopped. I felt him everywhere—lapping up my juices, sucking on my clit. Adding a finger inside me, he pumped slowly in and out. Just when I thought I might combust from the feeling, he picked up the pace.
“Fuck, Terry. I’m so close. So close.”
I barely registered the chuckle between my legs. He paused for a moment to look up at me. “Come for me, darlin’. I want to keep tasting you.”
He sucked hard on my clit, and that was it. That was the moment he sent me over the edge. Forgetting where we were, I let out a string of curse words. Terry just kept licking up all my juices.
“Holy shit,” I said when I came down from my high. I sat back in the chair and looked down at a very satisfied Terry. He was leaning back on the floor, looking up at me with a cocky smile on his face.
“You sure do taste good,” he said when he finally spoke. I felt myself blush profusely from his comment and hid my face in my hands. “Don’t hide from me. I want to see you.”
I looked back at him and nodded.
Terry got to his feet and began working on his belt. His eyebrows shot up in a silent question. I knew what he was asking. I could see the hardness of his length through his jeans. He was ready to be inside me. Despite him just eating me out, I wanted him inside me too. It surprised me how ready I was to feel him again.
“Stand up for me darlin’,” he said when his pants were around his ankles. His dick was hard and ready. He gave it a few strokes, coming toward me slowly. I thought for sure I would be bending over the desk, but that wasn’t what he had in mind.
Terry gently moved me so we had switched places. He sat down on the chair and motioned for me to come toward him. I did as he asked, understanding that I was going to be riding him. Slowly, I stepped forward, removing my skirt as I reached him. The only thing I wore was a white dress shirt. From the bottom down, I was bare for him. I straddled him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Before I could lower myself onto him, Terry pulled a condom out of thin air and rolled it onto his length. “Giddy up, cowgirl,” he said as he slapped my ass. I let out a yip before I lowered myself onto his cock.
“Fuck,” we both said when we were joined.
“You feel so fucking amazing. I’m going to apologize to you now, because I won’t make it very long. You are so wet and I’m getting so deep inside you.”
“I know what you mean. This feels so good. So. Good.” I could barely get the words out with the rhythm I was setting for us. I bounced on top of him in quick, gentle strokes. My hand rested on his shoulder.
We looked each other in the eye the entire time.
I couldn’t say anything because I had no words, only moans. But I wasn’t going to make it very long either. I felt my orgasm building inside me. “I can’t hold out any longer.”
“Keep fucking going, baby. I’ll follow,” he promised.
