Page 43 of Whisky and Sunshine


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The door was closed, not locked. “Anyone could come in.”

“Then be quick about it!”

I pulled her against me, her eyes rolling back as I ground my erection against her knickers.

I swore I could feel her heat through the fabric.Fucking hell.I was about to come undone with my pants still on. She thrust her hips into me, and I slipped a hand under her skirt, cupping her sex.

“Get your panties off,” I commanded. “Now.”

“You do it,” she shot back.

I wasted no time grabbing the lace on each side and tore, the rip of the fabric a sensually violent sound. She squealed, her eyes widening. I tossed her ruined underwear aside and pushed her knees open wider.

“If ye want to stop, say so.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Finish what you started.” She palmed my crotch and I groaned, scrambling for the top drawer of my desk to get my wallet.

“Unzip me.” I demanded. “I want to see your hands on me.”

Amanda didn’t argue this time; her hands seeking my belt and then the zipper, pushing down my trousers and boxer briefs to my knees. I fished out the condom from my wallet as she wrapped her hand around my length and stroked. I flexed my hips into her grip, watching her move her hand up and down.

Electricity hit me in the balls. My hands trembled as I ripped open the foil wrapper. Pre-cum already leaked; I was so ready for her. Amanda swirled it over my tip and I thrust into her hands, unable to hold back. I swatted her hands away and rolled the condom down, giving my cock a swift tug.

“Ye think I started this? Ye kissed me, lassie.”

“Shut up and kiss me now.”

I bared my teeth, nipped the air in front of her mouth refusing to kiss her.

“What -”

I bobbed down to my knees, eye level with the desk and her bare pussy. A small thatch of curls was shaped into a landing strip. Her pussy lips were dark pink and wet. For me.

I grabbed her arse, pulling her to the edge and kissed as if it were her mouth, devouring her.

Oh God, she tasted so sweet. I plunged my tongue in, lapping at her. She made all sorts of noises as I began to flick her clit with my tongue. I stood abruptly and gave her a sharp slap on her arse.

“Quiet, hen, or the whole office will hear ye.”

I slammed into her and we both moaned.

“I told ye to be quiet,” I hissed, thrusting into her again. “Now, taste yourself on my lips.” I fused my mouth to hers, drowning her cries of pleasure as I picked up my pace.

I could barely hold myself in a rhythm. She was tight and hot. Her pussy grabbed at my cock with every thrust. I felt her flutter around me; she was so close. I broke our kiss and pushed her back.

“Hold yourself on ye arms.”

She braced herself; palms planted on the monthly planner. I gripped her hips and pounded into her. Amanda threw her head back, spine arched, her tits straining against her shirt.

Why had I left her shirt on? I bent down and took one of her tits into my mouth, sucking her nipple through her shirt and lacy bra.

I rolled my hips, grinding against her clit and her body trembled around me. Fuck, she was close. Watching her on the edge made sparks fly down my spine and my balls tighten.

She moaned again and I breathed through my nose, holding onto my self-control.

I watched her unravel, her pussy clamping down around me. She called my name and seconds later, I joined her, coming with a shout. My legs shook as I rode out her orgasm, my right knee knocking against my desk with every thrust, until we were both spent. Her arms gave way and I collapsed on her, my elbows keeping me up so I didn’t crush her. I buried my face in her neck, waiting for my trembling, and hers, to subside.

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