One Sizzling Touch
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He pushed the cups down, away from her boobs and sank his lips onto one of them to pull her nipple into his mouth.
Rochelle threw her head back and moaned.
But to only kiss her breasts wasn’t enough. He needed more. Much more in order to sate his hunger. Standing between Rochelle’s spread legs, he laid his hands on her upper thighs and pushed her skirt up.
“Zach, we can’t…”
She fell silent when he brushed his finger over her panties.
“But you’re already wet for me.”
Zach pulled on her panties and stepped back so he could drag them down her legs. He let them drop to the floor and moved back into Rochelle’s center. Lowering his head to her chest, he sucked one hard nipple between his lips, while he bathed his fingers in her wet heat.
A moan rolled over Rochelle’s lips. He took it as encouragement and started to caress her tenderly. With his moist digit he teased her clit and felt her tremble.
He lifted his head from her chest and looked at her. “I know you need it, too.”
He wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. He let go of her center of pleasure and reached into his pants pocket, pulling out his wallet.
He noticed her look at him questioningly. “What are you doing?”
When he pulled a condom out, then tossed his wallet on his desk, her mouth dropped open.
“Zach, we can’t just—”
He laid a finger across her lips, stopping her protest. “Yes. Now. Here.”
Quickly he opened his pants and pushed them and his boxer briefs down to his ankles. Then he tore the package open and pulled the condom out. Breathing hard, he rolled the latex over his cock.
“Oh God!” she murmured.
Zach grabbed her hips and pulled her forward to the edge of the desk. Then he lined his cock up with her center, before lifting his head and locking eyes with her.
“Kiss me,” he demanded.
~ ~ ~
Rochelle followed his demand, even though she knew it was crazy. She pulled his face closer, one hand on his nape, and put her mouth to his. When she slipped her tongue between his parted lips, Zach thrust forward and sank into her.
A shudder slithered down her back and sent a river of white-hot lust and passion to her sex. At the same time she felt his cock jerk in her.
What they were doing was crazy, forbidden, impossible. It shouldn’t happen, but she hadn’t been able to stop Zach. Just as she hadn’t been able to stop herself. The moment she felt their lips touch, she realized that she could never refuse this man, could never say no to him.
To feel him inside her, to feel how he filled her and how perfectly they fit together, to feel how he kindled flames in her cells and set her entire body on fire, was something she couldn’t resist. She didn’t have enough willpower to fight against her body’s needs and desires. Zach taking her on his desk filled her with too much pleasure to rouse any resistance.
Oh God, she couldn’t believe this was happening, but she had to face facts now. She was having sex with Zach in his office, where at any time his assistant could intrude and discover them. Despite that risk, she didn’t stop him. Instead, she pushed her pelvis toward him every time he plunged into her and sank deeper, because she was longing for that delicious friction she felt every time their bodies slammed together. With each thrust Zach delivered, she let go a little bit more of her control.
Nothing mattered now. Not her job. Not her family. Not even her reputation, which would be ruined if anybody saw her like this. All she wanted was Zach. To feel him. To be close to him. To surrender to him. Just like she’d done during that night in the hotel.
But even during that night, Zach hadn’t been this passionate. He was wilder now, more unrestrained. Almost like a dangerous predator. She should recoil from him, save herself, but she didn’t, because to feel how he desired her, how he wanted her, did something to her. As if it was contagious, she felt the same wildness rise in her. Any sort of restraint she might still have had vanished and made space for torrid lust and passion. The flames inside her consumed everything in their path, incinerated any sense of shame or decency. Instead, they controlled her body now.
She felt her muscles clamp around his hard-on, trying to pull him deeper into her.
“Take me!” she cried out and threw her head back.
His hands on her hips held her as tightly as a vice, while his cock pistoned into her, harder and faster. Relentless. Zach’s moans bounced off the walls of his office and made her insides vibrate. Her nipples ached with the need to be touched and she couldn’t stop herself and rubbed her fingers over them. A touch of relief charged through them and she moaned.
Rochelle threw her head back and moaned.
But to only kiss her breasts wasn’t enough. He needed more. Much more in order to sate his hunger. Standing between Rochelle’s spread legs, he laid his hands on her upper thighs and pushed her skirt up.
“Zach, we can’t…”
She fell silent when he brushed his finger over her panties.
“But you’re already wet for me.”
Zach pulled on her panties and stepped back so he could drag them down her legs. He let them drop to the floor and moved back into Rochelle’s center. Lowering his head to her chest, he sucked one hard nipple between his lips, while he bathed his fingers in her wet heat.
A moan rolled over Rochelle’s lips. He took it as encouragement and started to caress her tenderly. With his moist digit he teased her clit and felt her tremble.
He lifted his head from her chest and looked at her. “I know you need it, too.”
He wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. He let go of her center of pleasure and reached into his pants pocket, pulling out his wallet.
He noticed her look at him questioningly. “What are you doing?”
When he pulled a condom out, then tossed his wallet on his desk, her mouth dropped open.
“Zach, we can’t just—”
He laid a finger across her lips, stopping her protest. “Yes. Now. Here.”
Quickly he opened his pants and pushed them and his boxer briefs down to his ankles. Then he tore the package open and pulled the condom out. Breathing hard, he rolled the latex over his cock.
“Oh God!” she murmured.
Zach grabbed her hips and pulled her forward to the edge of the desk. Then he lined his cock up with her center, before lifting his head and locking eyes with her.
“Kiss me,” he demanded.
~ ~ ~
Rochelle followed his demand, even though she knew it was crazy. She pulled his face closer, one hand on his nape, and put her mouth to his. When she slipped her tongue between his parted lips, Zach thrust forward and sank into her.
A shudder slithered down her back and sent a river of white-hot lust and passion to her sex. At the same time she felt his cock jerk in her.
What they were doing was crazy, forbidden, impossible. It shouldn’t happen, but she hadn’t been able to stop Zach. Just as she hadn’t been able to stop herself. The moment she felt their lips touch, she realized that she could never refuse this man, could never say no to him.
To feel him inside her, to feel how he filled her and how perfectly they fit together, to feel how he kindled flames in her cells and set her entire body on fire, was something she couldn’t resist. She didn’t have enough willpower to fight against her body’s needs and desires. Zach taking her on his desk filled her with too much pleasure to rouse any resistance.
Oh God, she couldn’t believe this was happening, but she had to face facts now. She was having sex with Zach in his office, where at any time his assistant could intrude and discover them. Despite that risk, she didn’t stop him. Instead, she pushed her pelvis toward him every time he plunged into her and sank deeper, because she was longing for that delicious friction she felt every time their bodies slammed together. With each thrust Zach delivered, she let go a little bit more of her control.
Nothing mattered now. Not her job. Not her family. Not even her reputation, which would be ruined if anybody saw her like this. All she wanted was Zach. To feel him. To be close to him. To surrender to him. Just like she’d done during that night in the hotel.
But even during that night, Zach hadn’t been this passionate. He was wilder now, more unrestrained. Almost like a dangerous predator. She should recoil from him, save herself, but she didn’t, because to feel how he desired her, how he wanted her, did something to her. As if it was contagious, she felt the same wildness rise in her. Any sort of restraint she might still have had vanished and made space for torrid lust and passion. The flames inside her consumed everything in their path, incinerated any sense of shame or decency. Instead, they controlled her body now.
She felt her muscles clamp around his hard-on, trying to pull him deeper into her.
“Take me!” she cried out and threw her head back.
His hands on her hips held her as tightly as a vice, while his cock pistoned into her, harder and faster. Relentless. Zach’s moans bounced off the walls of his office and made her insides vibrate. Her nipples ached with the need to be touched and she couldn’t stop herself and rubbed her fingers over them. A touch of relief charged through them and she moaned.
