I bite my lower lip, looking into his eyes as he presses his hand against my wetness.
“I’ve been thinking of… returning the favor,” he whispers, leaning in and brushing his lips against my ear. My insides start to burn up as I start to imagine what he has on his mind. “Would you like that, baby girl?” I nod, trying to find something to say, as his grin widens.
“Is that why you’re on my floor…? Or do you just prefer the coffee up here?” I ask him, anticipation boiling under my skin.
“What do you think…?” he says, and anticipation turns into desire inside my mind. Suddenly realizing that I need it to happen, and that I need it now, I grab his wrist and make him take his hand out from between my thighs. With a lewd expression on my face, I grab him by the hand and start walking down the corridor and toward my office, leading him.
He comes after me without saying a single word and, when we finally step inside the office, he shuts the door with his foot and then turns toward it, reaching for the key. As I hear the key turning on its lock, my insides clench and I feel my nipples hardening and straining against the cups of my bra. Here we go.
With that devilish grin on his face, Mason places his hands on my waist and pushes me back until my ass cheeks are pressed against the edge of my desk. He forces me to sit up on it and, taking his hands to my knees, he forces me to spread my legs. His fingers run from my knees to my inner thighs, and I tremble as I feel his fingertips brushing against my groin. Then he flattens the palm of his hand against my drenched thong. One tenuous moan leaves my lips and, with his free hand, he grabs at my hair and yanks on it.
“What are you going to do to me?” I ask him, locking my eyes on his as I feel myself growing even wetter.
“I’m going to devour you, baby girl” he responds without a moment’s hesitation. “I’m going to kneel and, using only my mouth, I’m going to make you moan and scream. I’ll make you come with my tongue, and I’ll leave you burning for more.” As he speaks, he takes his hand off of my pussy and, grabbing at my blouse, starts to unbutton it with clockwork precision. I almost forget to breathe as he pulls the blouse down my arms, letting it fall to the floor.#p#分页标题#e#
Pressing his body against mine, he stands up between my parted legs. His hands are on my waist, and he starts to slide his right one over my stomach and toward my breasts. Once there, he runs one finger between my tits and, hooking it on the right cup of my bra, he pulls it down and bares my hard nipple. He’s moving slowly, and I realize that he’s doing exactly what I did to him; he’s teasing and torturing me. And I’m okay with it, oh, I really, really am.
Circling my rosy tip with his index finger, he never actually touches it; his finger just goes around it, drawing close but never going for it. When he finally touches my nipple, he pinches it between his thumb and index finger, squeezing it gently but then building up the pressure. I sigh loudly, and then I moan as the pressure grows harder, electric pleasure spreading from my breasts and crawling under my skin.
Allowing desire to take the steering wall, I place my hand on top of his and force him to flatten the palm of his hand against my breast. He does it and squeezes gently, my flesh molding to his fingers.
Letting go, I place both of my hands on his face and pull him into me. He comes willingly and, parting his lips, presses them against mine. As we kiss, my eyelids droop and leave the real world outside. He parts my lips with his tongue, sliding it inside of my mouth, and I lose myself in a wild kiss, running my fingers through his hair.
As we kiss, he takes his hands to my back and, with a simple flick of his fingers, he unhooks my bra. Still moving slowly, he hooks one finger on my cleavage, right where the two cups meet, and then pulls on the bra. I shiver as I feel the straps caressing my arms on the way down, and then he throws it on top of my blouse on the floor.
Pulling back from our kiss, he grabs both my tits at the same time and dives into me. With his lips slightly parted, he reaches for my right nipple; before touching it, his tongue darts out and he starts to run it around my rosy tip in fast maddening circles. I throw my head back and let out a loud moan, and that’s exactly when he moves for the kill: wrapping his lips tightly around my nipple, he starts sucking it into his mouth as he laps at it with his tongue. High voltage runs through my muscles, making them tense up, and I can’t even start to imagine how I will feel once he takes these delicious lips of his and places them on my drenched folds. God, just thinking of that is enough to make me almost desperate to be eaten out by him.