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Before my brain can register what is happening, two of his fingers, coated in my juices, glide into my channel while his tongue attacks my clit.

Wanting to hear me cry out with pleasure, his fingers pump faster.

In and out of me, bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm.

The tip of his tongue tortures my clit. The tiny ball of nerves begging to burst.

I moan as my walls tighten. “So close. Fuck, Damien.”

When his teeth lightly bite down on my clit, I scream my release.

“Ah! Fuck! Yes!”

I squeeze my eyes shut as waves and waves of pleasure crash through me.

His tongue flattens and laps up all of my juices. I can’t do anything but lie back against the cool desk and wait for my breath to return to normal.

Standing up so he is perfectly lined up between my legs, he pulls me until my ass is hanging off the desk.

Staring at my flushed body with hooded eyes, he pumps his cock a couple of times before rubbing the head through my wetness.

I whimper, ready for his cock to be inside me. When he doesn’t move, I sit up and push him back into the seat behind him.

Straddling him, I lower myself onto his hard shaft.

His cock penetrates me like a spear hitting the water, effortlessly gliding inside. My pussy aches for his release as I am still riding my pleasure high.

He lets me take control, lifting my hips before slamming back down. I stare at his face, full of pleasure and love.

Something shifts inside of me.

These past several weeks have been up and down with love and drama.

What does our future hold?

I don’t want to give him up. I want him, just like this, every single day for the rest of my life.

Noticing my lack of concentration, worry crosses his face.

Before he can ask, I say, “I want you, want this, forever.”

My lips whisper against his.

He leans forward to close the tiny space between us.

“Nothing would make me happier.”

He picks me up and lays me on the desk, resuming our fucking.

Our rushed, eager to reach ecstasy pace is easily resumed, each of us just a few thrusts away from another orgasm.

His hips slam against mine as his cock strokes the innermost walls of my pussy.

The sound of our bodies smacking together echoes off the walls of his tiny office, but we don’t care if anyone hears. We only want one thing, and that is quickly approaching.

His thumb furiously circles my clit as his thrusts quicken. I see the urgency on his face.

He won’t last long.

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