Submit (Double Delights 2)

The office itself was small with a table and two chairs. There was a sideboard in the corner with a coffee machine and mugs and a door led to a bathroom to the rear, with a toilet and sink.

“Would you like a coffee?”

I pulled a face. “Not with ice cream, thanks.”

I walked next to him while he got himself a pod and placed it in the machine to make a drink.

“I’m really proud of you, Daniel. Your art is amazing and this place is great. Thanks for what you did for my mom and me. I’m glad you managed to recover, financially I mean, and you didn’t lose your beautiful home. I guess it came close, huh?”

He turned to me, his eyes bored into mine. “It did. Very.”

I had been ignoring my ice cream and a huge run of white cream dripped down onto my neck and ran in between my breasts. Not missing a beat, Daniel grabbed my shoulders and threw me back against the wall. His tongue dived onto my chest and trailed the whole same route as the ice cream as he licked it from my bare flesh.

He lifted his head up and his hooded eyes fixed on mine. His breathing was rapid.

He let out an uncontrollable moan and dropped his hands from me, standing back. “Fuck. Kayla. I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not,” I replied and I closed the distance between us, launching myself at him, my mouth finding his.

Everything happened so quickly after that.

My tank was lifted up and then Daniel pulled down the cup of my bra so one of my tits was free. He sucked it into his mouth and I groaned with the sensation of warmth and the feeling of pleasure that coursed through my body. I felt like I was fitted with underfloor heating—underbody heating! His hands fumbled at the button on my shorts. He managed to undo it and then lowered the zipper. He edged them past the curve of my ass and pulled them to my knees along with my panties so I was stood there--my breast in his mouth and fresh air hitting my lower body. I felt my cream run down my leg.

I was so wet for him.

He raised his head and pushed me back onto the wall. I felt the coolness of the wall meet my ass cheeks. “I need to be in you. I can’t wait. Not this time.”

There would be a next time?

I wondered if I was dreaming as I watched Daniel unfasten his own pants and hitch them down along with his boxers. His erection sprang out and I couldn’t help but moan at the sight. He had to be a good ten inches. He was definitely larger than the vibrator I had just purchased and his girth was wider. I could see a bead of pre-cum glistening on his mushroom head. He lifted his knee to spread my thighs apart while he fisted his cock. Testing between my legs with his fingers he brought up a digit coated in my cream.

“So wet.” He smiled. “And all bare. I love it.”

Then he slammed into me with a hard thrust. The chemistry between us was undeniable. My body broke out in goose bumps. I looked over his shoulder as he continued to thrust and noted the unlocked door. My nipples hardened further and I got wetter with the thought that at any time Parker could open the door and see us together. I could hear the mumble of his deep bass voice from downstairs and then the flirty laughter of a woman vibrated through the floor. God, some women were pathetic.

I stared at Daniel. His eyes were closed, his breathing jagged and heavy and small beads of sweat had formed on his forehead as he continued to thrust. I leaned in and licked one off. His sweat was salty and I imagine that it wasn’t his sweat, but his cum in my mouth. Daniel opened his eyes, stared at me and then captured my mouth, teasing my tongue with his own. He tasted of burger and slaw, with a hint of the beer he washed his meal down with. His hand captured my naked breast, cupping it. It fitted so beautifully in his warm hand. His fingers outstretched and then stroked my tit, capturing a nipple and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. The sensations whirling inside me were incredible. I couldn’t get close enough to his body.

“Harder,” I told him. “Fuck me so hard I can’t walk.”

He pulled almost out of me and then thrust back in super hard and rough.

I mewled.

He put a hand across my mouth. “Ssh.”

The thought of being restrained, having my mouth unable to ask for assistance made me even hornier. What was I turning into? I had never experienced anything like this before.

Daniel kept a steady rhythm of riding me hard until I felt him go rigid. He reached between us and flicked my clit and I went off like a volcano. I bit down on his thick fingers that were across my mouth, not too hard but otherwise, Parker and the customers downstairs would have been in no doubt as to what we were doing.

Daniel climaxed, thrusting into me, his seed spilling inside in warm spurts. He rested his head next to mine on the wall and his heart thudded in my chest.

“Fuck,” he said, lifting his head up and grasping my chin in his hands. “Kayla. Tell me I haven’t just ruined everything. That I didn’t fuck up.”

“Oh, you fucked up all right.” I smiled at his concerned face. “But only in a good way.”

A slow exhale escaped his mouth. He rested his clammy forehead against my own. “I promise next time I’ll go slow and give you everything. Put you at the centre of all the pleasure. But Christ, Kayla. I waited so long for that. I couldn’t go slow.”

“You waited so long?”