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“You feel what you do to me, February?”

“Yes,” she whispers on a moan.

“You’re going to need to give me sweet relief, but not yet. First, I need to get my head between these sexy legs and press my lips to your pussy.” I lean forward and nip her ear before whispering, “Tell me, February, am I going to be greeted by a dripping wet pussy?”

“Oh god, yes.”

“Fuck, yeah,” I groan, pushing through the door of my office.

I quickly move us into the room and lay her down on the couch. Seeing her there, almost completely naked, is a sight that I will never forget. She takes my breath away, and it’s only fair I steal hers.

I move between her legs, slipping my fingers into her black lace panties. I slide them down her legs but stop before taking them completely off and glance up at her.

“Tell me this is okay. Tell me you want my mouth on your pussy.”

Our gazes lock, and a delicate shiver courses through her as she leans forward, propping herself up on her elbows, eager to capture every detail. “Yes, Harrison, I want your mouth on my pussy.”

A surge of possessiveness rushes through me, and I rip off her panties, tossing them behind me. I push her legs further apart and stare at her pink, wet pussy. I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I press my lips to her inner thigh and kiss my way upto paradise.

My tongue pokes out, and I taste her for the first time, and I moan against her. “I’ve never tasted something so damn sweet.”

I’m addicted with just one taste and now I want more. I feast on her like I’m savoring a final meal. My tongue licking her, my lips kissing her, my teething scraping against her. She rubs her wet pussy against me, silently begging me for more.

The fire burning inside me is now a full-blown inferno. I can’t control myself at this point and I bite down on her clit, causing her to scream out. As my tongue frantically licks at her sensitive bundle, I push two fingers inside her. We both let out a moan at the feeling as I move my fingers. The faster my fingers move, the faster I lick her clit. She rocks against my fingers, her moans echoing around us.

“Harrison, I’m so close,” she cries out.

I feel her pussy tightening on my fingers and I suck on her clit. She cries out, moving faster against my fingers as I finger fuck her hard and fast.

My cock’s as hard as granite as I think about coming deep inside her. Fuck, I want her.

The moment her release finds her, it’s like the world stops as she shouts my name. I remove my fingers, licking frantically at her.

As her body settles, her legs shake as I drag my tongue against her pussy one last time. I slowly kiss my way up her body until I make it to her face. I grin as she watches me suck my fingers clean.

“So fucking good.” I press my lips to her and kiss her, letting her taste herself. We both moan and my dick jerks, reminding mehe’s in pain.

I break the kiss and she smiles up at me. “Wow.”

I tuck her hair behind her ears, smiling. “Couldn’t have said it any better.” My hand rests on her cheek as I search her sated eyes. “Now, about taking care of the situation you’ve caused,” I say, pushing my cock against her.

She surprises me when she reaches between us and strokes me over my boxers. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

I jump up so fast I fall against my desk, trying to reach around to the drawer. I’m like a clumsy teenager, overly excited to have sex for the first time. As I open the drawer, I pull out the one and only condom I have, thankful I put it in there when I took it out of my wallet a few months ago.

When I slide off the desk, I turn around to find February trying to hide her laugh. I shrug as I step closer to her. “I should be embarrassed, but I’m not.” I push my boxers off and her laugh immediately stops as the heat returns to her eyes. She watches as I roll the condom on and slowly pump my dick as I stare at her. “I’ve been fantasizing about this moment since I first laid eyes on you.”

I move over her and kiss her, soft and slow. My dick presses against her entrance and she holds tightly onto my shoulders.

“Tell me you want this, February.”

She lifts her eyes to mine and I swear I see her soul. “I want this. I want you, Harrison.”

I slam into her, causing her to shout out as I groan. There’s nothing slow and sweet about this. I’m driving into her hard and fast, desperate to feel her. Her nails dig into my skin as shemoans every time I slam into her.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Your tight, wet pussy is perfect,” I hiss.

“Harder,” she shouts, tossing her head back.

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