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Coiling.

Oozing out of every pore in my body.

I am a woman on fire when I am with him; a wet inferno of desire, of hungry need. Slick heat boiling over into an endless stream of arousal. That’s what I am. The flames rise at the base of my spine, higher and higher, until they are spreading through me, completely engulfing me.

“Yes, that’s it!” I cry out. “Fuck me like I’m your dirty little office whore!”

“Yeah, that’s right. Fucking grimy-ass whore!” He slams his dick in. “Goddamn slut!” He pulls his dick out. “Wet-ass pussy!” He slams back inside of me. “Sneaky, cheating-ass ho!”

“Yes, motherfucker, yes! Cheating-ass bastard! Fuck me like you hate me!”

Charles grasps my hips and pushes his dick in deeply. I wrap my legs around his waist and groan, tightening around him, giving him unfettered access to me. My pussy happily, greedily, welcomes each hungry thrust. My walls, the mouth of my cervix greets his thick cock with want and need. Each stroke brushes up against my clit, causing sparks of heated desire to pulse through my entire body.

“That’s it, baby…open up for me…give me all of that wet pussy.”

“Ooooh…aaah…uhhh…”

Charles fucks me like he loves me. Then fucks me like he hates me. Rough and dirty. He fucks me like he needs me. He fucks me like I am the best piece of ass his dick will ever feel. And it’s always stress-free.

“You like this dick?”

“Yes. I love it!”

“Yeah, I know you do,” he mutters against my lips before slipping his tongue into my mouth, taking every part of who I am with the stroke of his dick and the sweeping sensation of his tongue as it swirls around mine.

I am completely, utterly, turned upside down, inside out. He has me dangling on the edge of the sweetest, most powerful orgasm ever.

Liquid fire dances through my blood. I am overheating with lust.

Mewling, I feel myself swell and tighten. My fingernails claw at the top of my desk, before finding their way into the meaty humps of his muscular ass. I dig in as he fucks himself into the fire, pounding into a sea of wetness.

“Aaah, fuck,” he groans against my mouth. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, then bites into its plump skin, causing my cunt to vibrate.

I moan, loudly.

Charles changes his rhythm, moving in and out of me, slow-fucking into overwhelming need, stroking, stroking, stroking.…

With a cry, I pump my pelvis to greet his thrust. He thumps my pussy until my breath catches. He slow-fucks me until my breathing turns ragged, until I feel myself unraveling.

Gasping his name, I shut my eyes tight against the sudden surge of heat radiating through the center of my pussy. He kisses me again. Harder. Hot. Until I am breathing his air and he is breathing mine. I try to remember when kissing started between us. Try to remember when kissing him felt so…so…natural.

Or had it always felt right?

I cannot recall. And, at this moment, it doesn’t matter.

None of this makes any sense. All it was ever supposed to be was a one-time fuck between us. Not this. Not us plotting and planning and waiting for the next time we can wear the other out.

Not us scheduling weekend getaways under the guise of being work-related conferences. None of this was supposed to happen.

But this is what it’s evolved to, the both of us lying and scheming. I’m not sure what wicked tales he goes home and tells his wife, Melody, of fifteen years. But I have become a masterful storyteller. I have become a master of deceit. All in the name of good hard dick, I have become an adulteress.

And, now, there is no turning back, even if I wanted to.

I am on the brink of…

“Ooh, ooh, ooh.”

“I’m going to make you cream all over this dick,” he whispers to me, his dick fighting against my clamping walls. I am on the verge of an orgasm.

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