by Ellis O Day
“Fuck, you’re soaked.” Patrick’s hand cupped her and she arched into his touch, rubbing her ass against his erection. He shoved his hand inside her underwear, his finger running along her folds until he slipped one inside.
“Oh.” She grabbed his hand—not to push him away, but to make sure he didn’t leave.
He smiled against her hair. “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t stop.” He stroked his finger inside of her and his wrist brushed against her clit.
She needed more. She needed to touch him, feel him. She turned her head, wrapping her arms up and around his neck. He kissed her. It was desperate and wild, but he stopped too soon.
“They’re almost done. You don’t want to miss it.”
She turned back to the mirror. The man below continued to fuck the woman as Patrick finger-fucked her. His other hand slipped under her shirt to her breast. His lips sucked her neck as he rocked his erection against her ass. He was everywhere, and she was so close. The muscles in her legs constricted. Her hips tipped upward.
“Wait, baby,” he groaned in her ear, as he pushed a second finger inside of her. “Just a few more minutes.”
His fingers were stretching her and it felt wonderful. She moaned, long and low as he thrust harder and faster, almost matching the pace of the man in the other room. She could almost imagine it was Patrick’s cock and not his fingers inside of her.
“Oh…oh,” she cried out. He was pushing her toward the edge. Her body was spiraling with each pump of his fingers. She was going to come—right here while watching that couple. It was so dirty and so wrong and it only made her hotter.
The woman below screamed and her body stiffened. The man thrust again and again and then grunted his release.
“Show’s over.” Patrick nipped her neck at the same time he pressed down on her clit with his thumb, sending her shooting into her orgasm.
She trembled and he pulled her close, his hand still cupping her pussy and his fingers still inside of her. When her heartbeat had settled, he removed his hand and bent, pulling off her shoes and removing her pants before lifting her and carrying her to the wall.
“My turn.” He wrapped her legs around his waist.
Her phone rang. “My work phone. I…I have to answer it.”
“When we’re done.” He unzipped his pants.
“Annie, answer the phone. I know you’re around here. I can hear it ringing you stupid bitch,” yelled Julie.
“Oh, shit.” She shoved Patrick away, and ran across the room, grabbing her clothes off the floor. “It’s my boss. She’ll kill me if she finds me like this.”
“I’ll take care of Julie.” He headed for the door, zipping up his fly. “Don’t move.” He grinned over his shoulder at her. “You can take off your pants again, but other than that, don’t move.”
“No. Please.” She raced over to him, grabbing his arm. “I need this job.” And Ethan could not find out about this.
“She won’t fire you. She can’t. Only Ethan can fire you.” He bent and kissed her.
His lips were gentle and coaxing this time and her body swayed into him. He pulled her even closer and she could feel his cock, thick and heavy, pushing against her. Her pussy tightened again in anticipation.
“Damnit, Annie. This is going to be so much worse if I have to call your stupid phone again. Get out here!” Julie was only a few doors down.
She grabbed Patrick and tugged on his hand. “Please, hide.” She glanced around, looking for somewhere that would conceal a six-foot muscular man.
“I’m not going to hide from Julie.”
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Ellis O. Day loves reading and writing about love and sex. She believes that although the two don’t have to go together, it’s best when they do (both in life and in fantasy).