“Fuck, you are so tight,” he grunted as he took my nipple into his mouth once more. I was suddenly desperate to feel more of him. I had to know what every inch of his body felt like. I slid my hands under his sweater and let them roam around the vastness of his muscled back, while squeezing him tighter with my legs around his butt. As he brought his face up to mine, I leaned up and kissed him as deeply and passionately as I could; letting my tongue roam around his and explore him. Jasper appreciated my newfound willingness and between thrusts and groans, he grunted “good girl.”
I reached up and pulled his sweater up. He helped me by pulling off the material in one quick movement. His body was tanned and toned, with a clearly defined six-pack. All of this was just icing on an already perfect cake. I pulled him back onto me and relished in the feel of his hot skin against my own. I wondered briefly if Jasper had a girlfriend, and what it would be like to feel him inside of me every day. These were the thoughts of a woman clearly lost in the throes of the moment, and not of a rational, professional woman who I like to think I am. I blamed Japer for making me this way. I gave his neck a little bite to show him that I was annoyed that he had gone and ruined my boring little existence. This only seemed to excite him more and in one swift movement, he had picked me up from the desk and brought me down on top of him on the carpeted floor.
I had never ridden a guy before; it had always been plain old missionary style, so this was new to me. His cock had rammed deeper than I could ever imagine it was possible to go, and I couldn’t get enough of every single inch of it. I slowly started to move my hips backward and forward, and his immediate groaning let me know I was doing it right. Jasper reached his hand up behind my neck and pulled my head down to his in another long, passionate kiss. Man, I could get so used to kissing this guy. His tongue was demanding and sent shivers through my body right down to where his cock was being forced in and out of me by the rocking of my own hips. I slowed my rocking and focused on squeezing his cock tightly with my pussy as I gently rose and then fell back down again on him. His cock kept hitting my g-spot and was bringing me closer and closer to climax. Then Jasper reached down and gently rubbed his finger over and around my engorged clitoris, which was the final straw. I let out a load moan as my body was rocked with wave after wave of intense pleasure. My toes curled tightly and my vision dimmed, as I got lost in the intensity of the best orgasm I had ever had. It took a few moments before I came back to myself and was aware of my surroundings. I didn’t realise that Jasper had stilled beneath me and was watching me intently, with the biggest grin on his beautiful face.
“Good girl.” He told me as he pulled me off him and pushed me head down towards his awaiting cock. I was still riding high from my orgasm and didn’t even stop to think about how gross it was to put his cock in my mouth when it had just been inside my pussy. I delighted in taking his shaft right to the back of my throat and then out again. I licked my tongue over the head of his cock and then deep throated him once more. This seemed to be all that Jasper could bear, and within only a few moments he let out his own cry, as thick wads of his seed spurted from his tip and coated my tongue. I had never let a man come in my mouth before, but I had no hesitation in swallowing his cum and licking his shaft clean.
I lay down on the carpet behind the circulation desk, next to Japer. His breathing was still laboured, much the same as my own, and he had a dreamy look on his face. I had never felt so sexually satisfied and I hoped Japer felt the same. Judging by the look on his face, I could tell he had a pretty good time as well.
After a few minutes, I started to dress myself, and gave up on trying to find my lost buttons. It didn’t matter too much. At this time of night, there wouldn’t be anyone around to see me anyway. I started to turn out the lights and waited by the door for Jasper. Finally, he got himself organized and met me by the door looking sexier that anyone has a right to. He walked me to my car and before I could get in he pulled me close to him and he kissed me once more. I kissed him back with as much passion as he gave me, and I was shocked to find my body was already responding to him and ready to go another round.
“I want to taste you Professor.” He groaned as he pulled away from my mouth.
“Isn’t that what you where just doing.” I asked him, with a smile. My hands lingering around his waist.
“No, not here,” he said as he traced a finger over my lips. “Here,” he told me as his other hand moved up my skirt and came to rest on my wet pussy.
Okay, this was definitely more than I could handle. In that moment I decided that if I was never to have a lover as good as Jasper Marshall again, then I had better make sure I fucked him so many times while whatever it was that was happening lasted.
“Get in the car.” I demanded, as he grinned and jumped in the driver’s seat. I was fine with him driving, if it meant I got to taste him again on the way home.
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