Holly cooed into my mouth as we continued kissing, my hands sliding down her waist to cup her lovely ass. She pulled me tighter against her. In the process, she dropped the records to the floor.
“Oh!”
The folders landed upside down, papers and spreadsheets sliding in every directio
n. She knelt immediately to gather them, but I cupped her face in my hands and stopped her.
“Fuck that.”
She gasped again as I lifted her, spinning around to push her backward on my desk. Holly’s ass shoved my keyboard backward. She spread her legs to bring me closer and I pushed between them. I continued kissing her madly, even as our hands began fumbling with each other’s clothes.
Holy shit…
I almost couldn’t believe how hot we were for each other. Though it was our first and only date, what we were about to do felt like the explosive culmination of a long, agonizing courtship.
“Lincoln…”
She murmured the word, looking up at me innocently. Staring at me with those doe-like eyes, even as her sinful fingers fumbled to unclasp my belt.
The sensations on my end were indescribable. I could feel heat, passion, lust. An intense thirst and longing for something I’d obviously wanted for so, so long. Holly’s arms went up, and her sweater slipped over her head. She wore the sexiest black bra with criss-crossing straps. The tops of her silken breasts looked so amazing in it, I almost didn’t want it off.
“Oh… yes…”
My zipper came down, and a slender hand made its way through the front of my boxer-briefs. Holly’s fingers closed over my stiffening manhood as she drew a sharp intake of air. Probably because at the same time, I was burying my face between her luscious breasts.
“YES…”
It was astounding, how quickly I’d been overcome with the irresistible need to have her. I suddenly wanted her physically, mentally, emotionally — I desired her in every possible way. I was becoming drunk with the smell of her body, the sweet taste of her mouth. The warmth of her skin as my palms slid beneath her skirt, and the feel of her lips brushing against mine, gasping together as we breathed the same breath…
Her hand stroked me openly now. It moved with knowledge and practice, but also with the slightest and most adorable hesitation. I helped her pull the rest of my clothes down and shifted her towards me, at the edge of my desk.
“Do you want this?”
I had to ask. I had to be sure.
Holly chewed her lower lip. She nodded without looking away, the answer punctuated by a slight tug on my manhood.
God, yes.
I took another half step, and her thighs opened wider. My hand found the thin strip of fabric that served as her panties. I stretched it to one side, marveling at how wet it was…
Then she pulled me inside her, and my whole world was warmth and fire.
Eighteen
HOLLY
I stared open-mouthed as Lincoln slid into me, filling me with his thickness. It felt absolutely enormous, and not just in the physical way either, but in the mental and emotional sense too.
Oh my God, Holly…
Visually, I was lost in a haze. The man fucking me now was absolutely beautiful. Tall, dark and handsome, he was also successful beyond my wildest expectations. His strong, masculine face felt perfect in my hands, and his piercing brown eyes made kissing him an absolute dream.
And his body…
Lincoln’s shoulders were impossibly broad, his arms firm and sinewed beneath my gripping hands. As hard as he worked on his business, I could tell he took time for himself too. And wherever he worked out, or whoever was training him, they deserved some sort of medal or award.
“MmmmMMmmmMMMmmm…”