A Wifey for the Bad Boy(107)

“Because you did it last night and I liked it,” she whispered back. “And I have wanted to do that since that time I first saw you at my dad’s party when I was in college.”

“In all fairness you had seen me before,” he said and she shrugged.

“I know but it was different when I was in college,” she said, still whispering.

“Athena this…you and I, you know that it can’t…” he started as he held her against him.

“Stop talking, Mason. Just shut up and kiss me,” she said before she pulled him close and kissed him gently. This time he did not hold back. He pulled her even closer and held her tightly against his body. His hands were roaming all over her body, feeling every curve in his hands. She undid the single button on his jacket and pushed the jacket off his shoulders before she went ahead to loosen his tie and undo his short buttons. She was breathing into his mouth and he into hers, as they kissed and caressed. He lifted her and placed her on the edge of his desk and pulled away for a short minute so she could undo his other buttons. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders and barely had enough time to marvel at his body before he claimed her lips again. This time, it was his turn to push her dress off her shoulders as he stood in between her knees. He gently pulled her hair to one side of her neck and began kissing her neck. She moaned softly as he ran his tongue down her neck to her shoulder where he began nibbling on her shoulder. He slowly slipped a hand behind her back and undid her bra clasp in one move. She gasped when she felt her breasts suddenly free, hanging loosely on her chest. He pulled away and looked at her breasts. Athena could tell by the way he was breathing and by how hard his cock felt pressing hard against her thigh that he was excited, thoroughly aroused even. He gently lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He was giving the other breast equal attention from his flicking fingertips and she had thrown her head back moaning softly as he sucked and licked her. Her nipple responded almost immediately, hardening in his mouth and in between his fingers. She was breathing hard as she tightened her grip on the edge of the desk. It had been a long time since she had been intimate but even then, she could tell that Mason Alexander was definitely well versed when it came to handling a woman’s body. She breathed a small sigh of relief when he released her nipple only to take in her other one.

When he finally pulled away, she was breathing hard. He looked at her for a short minute before he carried her over to the couch that lined one wall. He laid her down and ran his hands down the sides of her body until he got to her panties. She raised her hips allowing him to pull her panties down. She looked at him as he put his hands on her hips and slowly moved them lower and lower until he put his hands on her knees and parted them. She leaned back as he began to slowly caress her sensitive inside thigh. He lowered his head and began kissing her gently, slowly working his way up her leg. She instinctively spread her legs and he suddenly engulfed her pussy with his mouth. She was squirming on the couch as he kissed her and licked her, tasting her salty core. She dug her nails into the couch as he dipped his tongue into her wet salty depths until she just couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled away and quickly got out of his pants before he got on top of her. She was looking right into his eyes as he positioned himself at her opening. She took a long deep breath as he began working himself into her. She gasped and threw her head back as he continued pushing himself into her depths.

“Oh…fuck…” she whispered as he began working himself in and out of her. With every thrust she could feel herself being stretched out. It was almost too hard to handle his girth and length after a long period of not having any kind of male intimate contact. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he began moving harder and faster in and out of her. She was moaning and panting as he fucked her. She was actually surprised that he had so much stamina. He was literally fucking her as if he was a youngster. He was not slowing down and was not showing any signs of doing so any time soon. If anything, he was going harder into her than ever. His movements were almost mechanical, with every thrust ending in him slamming himself against her hard. The more he slammed against her, the closer she got to her climax. She wanted to scream as he went on fucking her harder and harder still. It did not take long before she felt her legs shaking and her walls tightening against his cock. She tightened her grip around her shoulders even more and cried out as she felt herself climaxing. Suddenly, he was fucking her harder and deeper than ever, and he was grunting a little too loudly. She buried her head in his shoulder and moaned as he climaxed, emptying into her.