His Curvy Architect

Moaning his name softly, I pressed my heated sex against his own. With only our underwear keeping us from rubbing against each other, I was ready to tear mine off just so I could get the opportunity to feel him against me. I was pretty sure he had a similar idea. Once he had given one breast enough attention, he moved over to the other. While he lavished my nipples, his hands set to work on traveling downward.

Slipping his fingers behind the lace, he tugged my underwear downward and with my help, we managed to get them off. Barely registering where they went, he made them disappear just like the rest of my clothing. Shivering with excitement, I couldn’t believe that I was naked in front of this man.

“Fuck, how can you look this delicious?” I heard him ask himself softly as his eyes gaze upon my body. Coming from the man who cooked my mouth watering meal, I definitely took his words as a compliment. It didn’t make it any easier to wrap around my mind though.

“You really think so?” I asked him, biting my lip nervously. Rhett had seen me in a kind of light that not many did. While my curves and larger body shape left me feeling less confident at times, it didn’t seem that this man wanted any part to help my mind think that way. Instead, he fed me the opposite. I loved every minute of the attention he was giving to me.

“Is that even a question?” he asked surprised, as if the thought was ludicrous.

Fighting the urge to smile, I kept my attention on him. His mouth was hovering over my navel, his chin threatened to brush against it. He had already gone so far with his mouth, I wondered when he planned on stopping. Blushing, I held my breath. He didn’t plan on going all the way down there, did he? Our eyes met and I could see the hunger he had inside of them. I had my answer then and there.

My arms had grown tired and I decided to give in. Lowering myself down onto the desk, my back pressed against the cool wood. Having nothing to hold onto, my hands remain that my sides, laying flat against the wood. While my thighs trembled, I pulled my knees apart, giving him the perfect to view of me. Knowing I had nothing left to hide, I closed my eyes and waited for his next touch.

Gasping softly, the wetness of his tongue circled my belly button before kissing the small patch of skin beneath it. His hands caressed my thighs as I listened to his body shuffle as he moved. Feeling the heat of his breath lower further below, I sucked in a breath. I needed to be quiet. I didn’t want his employees to discover what their boss and his hired helping hand were doing behind closed doors.

But damn was he making it hard by taking his sweet time. How could I prepare myself to stay quiet if he planned on torturing me the entire time? I supposed I deserved it after doing the same to him.

His mouth suddenly made contact with my slickness, his tongue immediately pushing past my lips. If it weren’t for his hands holding my thighs where they were, my hips would have surely yanked upward.

I had to immediately cover my mouth with my hand, blocking the cry rolling in the back of my throat. He couldn’t have bothered to give me a warning? I wasn’t prepared and tried to hide my cries behind my fingers.

He pulled away for only a moment, “I want to hear you,” he told me, his voice husky and low. “Don’t hide away that beautiful voice.”

Forcing my hand away from my mouth, I tried to regain my composure. However, the moment his mouth attached to me once more, I was left groaning. All I could do was focus on his tongue running along my lips, teasing the more sensitive parts of my sex. My clit was throbbing, it was a bundle of nerves ready to explode once his tongue made contact.

My breathing turned into panting that was growing in volume has he teased me with ease. “Please,” I begged him as my hands twitch that my sides. I was tempted just to grab him and press him against me, giving myself exactly what I wanted. “I need you,” I cried out, my brows furrowing in frustration.

When he shifted away, I open my eyes to look at him. His lips were coated in what I could assume were my juices. Seeing him lick his lips left my body yearning for him. His lips formed a small smirk as he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Letting one of his hands slide away from my thigh, he moved it towards my vagina.

“I’ll give you whatever you need,” he promised me before lowering his face back down. Pressing his fingers past my glistening lips, he slipped one finger inside of me. Sliding inside with ease, he filled my aching hole. Curling inside of me, his tongue pressed against my clit. Encouraged by my moans, he wrapped his lips around my sensitive bud and began sucking gently. Just to add to my pleasure, he pressed a second finger inside of me, familiarizing me with his touch.

I couldn’t even be bothered the silence myself as his mouth overwhelmed me. There was a swirling sensation growing inside of my gut as he continued to do as he pleased. Praying that nobody would come busting down the door, I moaned loudly as I could only focus on his mouth against me. Lifting my hands, I intertwined my fingers with his hair. Pressing him closer, my walls tightened around his fingers. If he continued this, I was going to be a goner.

Trying my best not to get overwhelmed, I attempted to hold on as long as possible. With the way his fingers were pumping inside of me along with the way his mouth sucked, the stirring within my stomach was growing larger than I could control.

“Don’t stop!” I cried out as my head became clouded. Giving me exactly what I wanted, my back arched as I couldn’t take it anymore. The feeling he was making me experience became too much. Parting my lips, his name spilled from my mouth as my body trembled and twitched against his fingers. Attempting to catch my breath, it took me seconds to regain my sanity.

Once he pulled away and was hovering over me once more, I noticed he looked satisfied. I couldn’t blame him, I felt just the same. Despite feeling that way, I found myself eyeing his arousal. It didn’t take long for that burning desire to reappear. Something much larger pressing into me left my body coming back to life. Parting my legs for him, they trembled slightly.

One of his hands brushed against my knee as there was a slight hesitancy in his eye. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked as he caressed my skin. “You ran out of my office last time I got the opportunity to touch your delicate skin. I can’t imagine what you will do the moment after we cave to our needs.” he confessed to me, revealing just how much my attempt to avoid him had affected him.

My heart ached in my chest as an apology rested on my tongue. “I never intended on hurting you,” I promised him, it would be impossible for him to understand my way of thinking so I can only hope he could be patient with me for now. Maybe whenever we had the opportunity to talk without being sexually frustrated, I could attempt to try to explain it. For right now, I didn’t want to think about the past. I only wanted him. “I don’t plan on going anywhere.”

He gave me a smile, a genuine one as he fit perfectly between my legs once more. Lifting one of my legs, he rested my calf against his shoulder, he pressed his lips against my leg. “If that’s the case, I hope your night is free. Because I’m not sure when we’ll leave this office.”

Shivering at his words, I could only nod as I eagerly waited for him to give me the last part of himself that he had yet to give me.

Just to make sure that there wasn’t anything else holding him back, I also informed him that I was on the pill. With no chance a pregnancy and no regrets to be made, I hoped nothing would stop him from giving in to what we both wanted.

Grabbing my other leg, he matched it to the leg already pressed against him. Hugging my legs to his chest, he hold me there is he wrestled himself out of his boxers.

Pulling me more towards the edge of his desk, I chewed on my lip as I felt him push against me. Relaxing my body, I fought the urge to moan as he slid inch by inch inside of me. Just as I had thought, he was large. He pressed against every sensitive spot within me until his hips pushed against me. Remaining still for a moment, he waited for me to adjust to his size while holding back his own moan. I could see how bad he wanted to just let loose and do as he pleased. Instead, he was patient.