by Dark Angel
My eyes roll back into my orbits as I shake and shiver as the flow intensifies. The sound of him lapping and drowning in my pussy juices sound like an echo in my ear as I’m lost in the sheer bliss of the moment. The way I feel right now my mouth craves his cock and my pussy aches for his big dick to pound it hard and fast. I can’t help myself; I want him on top of me and underneath me so I can ride the fuck out of him.
I refuse to give this up, all of these urges that he has awakened deep inside me that scream every day now to be satisfied. This can't stop—I won't let it, that is why I’m here giving him my body right now, to show him that this is what should continue to be. Lost deep in pure ecstasy the touch of Eric’s fingers on my hips tracing the curve of my body brings me back to reality. He takes my hand in his and slides me to one side of his desk, then he climbs up to sit on it. His body glistens under this light and makes him look even sexier.
The way he wraps his arms around my waist as he pulls me on top of him makes the pounding of my heart in my ears that much louder. He sits me on his chest, and I look down into his starry-eyed gaze as we hold each other’s eyes locked trying to find what our mouths wouldn’t or shouldn’t say. I run my finger across his face and down his cheek, lightly brushing his neck. I bring my fingers up and smear them across my tongue with my mouth wide open so he can watch me.
The desire that flickers in his eyes is bright. He raises his legs up and I can feel his manhood pressing into my back.
I tease him by rubbing my ass on his cock, slowly sliding up and down on it. I feel it coming back to life, and Eric bites his lip as I keep grinding my ass into his shaft harder. My hands slide behind me as I move to work my fingers over the head of his cock. Tripping over it, lightly caressing it. Feeling it growing against my ass excites me. I make my way down the full length of his shaft only touching it with my fingertips.
Eric clenching his thighs tight as he works his hips in a slow and steady motion. With each thrust, he slides his cock deeper into the grip that I have on it. I keep stroking it, I want it hard as a rock again for me. It doesn’t take it long to grow to its full potential once more. His head is pressing against me, and slowly I spin around to face it. I slide my hands in between Eric’s legs and part them slowly, making them fall away. I line my gorgeous breasts up with his shaft which is at full attention now.
Gently I slide it in between my breasts, pushing them together to hold it secure in them. My tongue caresses the head of his cock as I work to move up and down. I can feel his shaft glued to my breasts. That head with every stroke pokes up more, and my mouth is waiting to flick it. I love the feel of Eric’s hands on my back taking hold. It drives me crazy because I know that he is tumbling again toward that erotic cliff.
I move my tongue across the surface of his head, sheathing it with my lips, and I get it nice and moist before I take more of it into my mouth.
The softness of my mouth must feel good to Eric, because he starts to push his cock harder against my breasts. The tingling sensation washes over my body as he groans loudly. My nipples are rock hard and pressing into his thighs. I slide my hand between Eric’s skin and my nipples, covering them with my fingertips, I rub them in a smooth circular motion.
The back of my hand presses into his leg and sends a quiver through it. Putting my nipples in between the tips of my fingers, I tug and roll them around. God, it feels so good as I keep Eric’s head in my mouth, working himself up more as he thrusts and plunges his shaft down my throat. The power behind it makes my teeth click as it invades my throat completely. I tighten my grip on it making my cheeks tingle as they suck in to hold onto it. My tongue glides up and down his shaft, laving the slick veins. I want that big head to fill me up. There isn’t a space in my mouth that doesn’t have Eric’s cock in it.
My hands slide from my nipples backward to cover my hot box. Pressed against his stomach, I feel the slickness it’s creating on his skin. My hands glide to right above my clit, so hot and wet. I fondle it, taking my fingers and rubbing it quickly as I feel Eric’s fingers sliding underneath me making his way to that honey pot. I pay attention to my clit as he stuffs his fingers inside my pussy.
My moan is muffled by his huge cock stuffed into my mouth. My hands shake while he works his fingers deeper. The feeling of his fingers darting back and forth so feverishly tells me that I’m driving him crazy. He picks up his speed on his thrusts, I willingly welcome it. The force he puts behind each thrust of his hips and his fingers launches me to the moon every time.
The pressure I put on my clit increases, the feeling of this tingling sensation that is taking over my body driving me wild. I feel that head thrashing about and hitting against my tonsils wildly. My pussy is slick and my clit is fluttering under the weight of my finger. Coating the roof of my mouth with pre cum as his head slides across it. I can feel the veins as I trace my tongue up and down the length of his shaft.
His legs shake against my skin, our bodies vibrate together as we dive off of that cliff of pleasure head first. His cock shoots his load out hard covering my tonsils with his cum coating my entire throat completely all I can taste is him. My eyes start to flutter as I feel my release wetting his fingers and splashing against his palm. I open my mouth slightly to let his sweet nectar run down my face. It covers my breasts and drips off of my nipples then comes to rest on the slick skin of his thigh. Sliding my fingers up, I use them as a paintbrush to smear strokes of cum across his body, straight down his leg. He shivers to my touch, and I smile to myself. The puddle that is now covering my stomach and his feels so sticky in between our skin. Eric’s fingers linger and play in it for awhile before he pulls me backward, my pussy marking his chest as I glide across it.
He pulls me up to sit on his face, caressing his chest I run my fingers across his nipples and tease them as I roll them in between my fingers. I gyrate my clit on Eric's face and his lips stay pursed together and grate against my knot of nerves just enough to torture me. He takes the tip of his tongue and slides across the surface of my swollen, sensitive lips. Placing my feet on his chest I work my way down and slide his shaft in between my gorgeous feet. With his cock placed in between them, his head sticking out, I massage his head with my fingers as I take my time working my feet up and down the full length of his shaft.
I swipe cream from my nipples and swirl it around on his head to mix it and letting it drip down the sides of his shaft. My toes dig into the sides of his shaft tightening my grip on it. Covering his head, I start to jerk his cock with my feet. The slickness covering his cock is starting to dry, causing my feet to stick to the sides of his shaft.
My hands glide down to cup his balls, and their heaviness excites me. They are still so heavy I grind and bounce up and down on his face faster. He pushes the full force of his tongue into my pussy, causing my body to shake and breaking my concentration just a little. Finding my rhythm again, I settle back into working my clit against his mouth. Eric pulls it in between his teeth and swirls his tongue around it. Nibbling and tugging on it causes my cheeks to flush as he takes hold of my ass and squeezes it until my cheeks poke through his fingers.
I squeeze my knees together as I throw my head back letting my hair sweep across his body. The groan that rises from deep inside of Eric’s throat rumbles through his body and lands against my pussy lips causing them to vibrate. Who needs toys when you have a guy like Eric. He can make my pussy shake just with his mouth.
I love it. A naughty smile spreads across his lips as I raise up and wiggle and shake my pussy and ass right over his face. The cool air hitting me after being on his skin sends a shiver up and down my spine. I slide my fingers inside my pussy then trail my juices from ass to clit. I rub feverishly at both of my holes as Eric watches me, and I can feel his gaze burning my skin.
My eyes roll back into my orbits, and Eric brings his hand up to slide his fingers next to mine. And together we twist and turn them in a circular motion right inside my pussy. We trip and fumble each other's fingers while
we stuff them deeper inside me. The deeper we push the harder my clit gets.
Eric’s fingers take the lead as he explores the deep secret spots known only to me and my toy. My legs shake underneath me, they are completely jelly now. The wave that is rolling with such a force through my body can’t be stopped. Eric’s eyes still holding a burning gaze on my cunt, can see that wave as it crescendos and crashes against my walls. Opening his mouth wide, he hollers “Ahhh!” as it splashes out hitting his mouth and filling it up completely. I can hear him gulping and playing with it in his mouth.
I manage to pull my fingers out, and they are dripping. I hold my head back and hover them over my mouth. The first taste of me rolls across my tongue and makes me close my eyes tight. My fingers move closer to my open mouth, and I lick my lips after I glide my sticky fingers over them. Landing back on Eric’s chest, I slide down to cover his body with mine. I keep cleaning my fingers with my back pressed against his chest. His cock rests on my thigh. I stroke his head as I hear Eric laugh. I crane my head to look at him, and his eyes scan his office from one end to the other.
He says, “I’m definitely going to have to leave the cleaning crew a tip before I leave tonight.”
24
Eric
Elia jumps me. Like, literally jumps me, her mouth closing over mine and kissing me so hard that I think we might suffocate for a moment because we both forget to breathe. When I pull away for air, she pulls me back.
I want her bad, but this is something else. “Fuck, Elia! What’s got into you?”
She kisses me and says, “You. I was crazy jealous when I saw Jessica and you laughing in here. I thought maybe something was going on.”
She gets all shy as she wraps her arms around me.
I shake my head as I pull up my pants, “Is that why you did this?”
She nods and then backs away and starts looking for her underwear.
“Not that I’m complaining, it’s just that I’ve made it clear that we’re an item, and you have nothing to worry about.”
I try to put my shirt back on, but it’s hard when I have a couple of buttons missing.
“Elia!”
I catch her attention for a minute, while she’s trying to pull her dress over her head. There’s something about having sex in the office that makes it even more worthwhile. The passion was rolling off her, and the idea that someone could walk in at any moment made me turn into a fucking animal.
“Shit, I could do with more lunches like that with a locked door,” I say as I head into my bathroom to grab my spare shirt. In my case, I wasn’t the only wild animal, Elia was as she ripped off my shirt as if she was in desperate need of sex, me, or maybe a bit of both?
“You’ve been so hot and cold lately, I came here and thought that maybe she’s the reason. Secretaries getting on with their bosses is so damn popular nowadays, that it seems inevitable especially with someone as hot as Jessica.”
Wow, Elia’s still going on about Jessica and I as I head out of the bathroom and make it back into my office. She’s sitting on the chair opposite my desk and still talking about her imaginary affair. I don’t think that she realized that I wasn’t even in the room. I want to reassure her that she has nothing to worry about. Secretaries and bosses usually tend to happen with married men who have too many kids at home, a wife spending all their money, and giving the boss inundated stress.
We’re not married, and we have no children. So, she has nothing to worry about, but I can see the distress on her face and decide not to say anything. I find it ironic that Jessica thinks that Elia’s a witch because both Ryan and I are into Elia. And then Elia thinks that something’s going on with Jessica because she just happens to be my secretary.
That’s when Jessica knocks on my door after I finish buttoning up my shirt. I shout out because I have no idea how to respond to Elia.
“Come in!”
Elia’s pouting, and if I didn’t know any better I would think she’s annoyed that I told Jessica to come in.
Crap!
Jessica’s my secretary, what did Elia think that I’d do?
“Sorry, I don’t mean to disturb you. It’s been a pretty eventful day, and I came in at six this morning to make sure that everything went smoothly.”
She walks in and closes the door behind her.
“It’s just that I have a date tonight, and I’d like to go home early. I’m just wondering if you need me for anything else today?”
“A date? Great, no you head off and have a good time. I’m glad that you’re out there dating. Who’s the lucky guy?” “Brent in finance.”
“Wow.” I smile at her, and I forget that Elia’s in the room as I think that I’m happy for Jessica. She’s moving on and no longer thinking about us being an option for her. That’s fucking brilliant.
I wave my hand as if I’m pushing Jessica out of the door.
“You go and have a good time.” I wink at her.
She smiles. “Thanks, Eric, and have a nice night, too. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Not too early. Take as much time as you need.”
I think that maybe we should be heading home, so I decide to pack my case. As I hear Jessica shut the door I stand up, ready to tell Elia that we may as well leave the office, too.
“Seriously, you’re telling me that nothing’s going on with the pair of you?”
“Who?”
I scratch my head thinking that she can’t be talking about Jessica, she just said that she's going on a date.
“Jessica and you. Eric, you must think that I was born yesterday. She was telling you about the date, and if I didn’t know any better, I would think that you wished that you were on the date with her.”
“Was she the one that I just fucked on my desk?”
Maybe it wasn’t the best way to describe what had just taken place in my office, but to say that I’ve had enough is an understatement. Elia starts to head out the door, and I know that I have no choice but to tell her what I did for her today. Maybe then she’ll see that she’s the only one for me and will stop being so fucking paranoid.
25
Elia
“Come on,” Eric says, pecking a kiss on my exposed shoulder before sliding out of bed. “I’ll take a quick shower now and make us some breakfast.”
I think he wants me to follow him, but I need to sleep just a little more.
“All right,” I say as I get up and then slump back down on the bed.
I grimace at the thought of having to put on last night’s clothes, but I don’t have anything left at his place. Then again, I must have some panties here somewhere from the last time I stayed here. I get up to look around his bedroom instead of waiting for him to get out of the shower and asking him.
Sure enough, I find a pair of panties, properly folded, in one of his own drawers. I note the boxers and briefs folded inside before I close the drawer. I hear a door open and turn to see Eric coming out of the bathroom.
I pout a little when I realize he’s wearing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. He sees the look on my face and grins.
“As much as I’d like another round, we have things to do today, so we need to get going.”
I hold up the pair of panties. “At least I have a change of underwear.”
“It’s not my fault you keep leaving them.”
I roll my eyes, and a smile curls my lips when he laughs.
“I’ll get breakfast. Hurry up and get showered.”
I salute him, “Yes, boss. Anything else?” He smacks my butt and says, “Quickly!”
He leaves the room still toweling his hair, and I go into his bathroom. It’s big and luxurious, like everything else about Eric, and I take my time with the hot shower. Once I’m out, I towel dry and dress in yesterday’s clothes.
The smell and sound of breakfast leads me out of the bedroom. As soon as I follow my nose to the kitchen, I’m surprised to see a fully prepared breakfast with eggs, bacon, pancakes, and coffee.
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bsp; “Wow, someone’s been busy?”
He laughs, “Well, I had a few lessons from Gloria. She’s been teaching me a bit in the kitchen.”
He indicates for me to sit next to him. I can’t believe that he bought the bookstore and has been improving his culinary skills. Maybe that’s the secret and the thing that he really wanted to surprise me with.
“Lee-ya, Daddy makes cereal usually,” Rose says, scooting up to the table next to me.”
I laugh. “Rose, you tell me all the secrets.”
“Not all of them! Daddy said not to tell-”
“Rose!” Eric says, giving Rose a stern look.
Rose widens her eyes. “Yeah, Daddy said I really can’t tell...something!” She waves her hands up in the air and then snatches up some bacon.
I sit down as he hands me a plate, then wait I before serving myself.
“This looks really good.”
He grins, looking smug. “Try it, I’m hoping that it tastes good and you’ll like it.”
I pop a bit of egg and bacon into my mouth.
“I love it. I’d love to try what you can make for dinner sometime, seeing as you’ve been having lessons.”
“I’ll cook dinner for you, if you do it first?”
He has a point there, I’m not the best person in the kitchen at the best of times.
“Why do I have to be first?”
He snorts. “Because I made breakfast for you first. It’s only fair.”
We banter back and forth all through breakfast. Rose insists that she’ll make lunch, and we all agree that’s a good idea. She says she’ll need help with macaroni and cheese but it will be everyone’s favorite lunch.