He rips my panties away, tossing them to one side as they come apart in his hands. I hear a rustling sound, the sound of Finn finishing what I started and shoving his pants and boxers down.
I feel fire flood me as Finn’s tongue finds my clit and runs through my lips to my pussy. He licks around the edge of my pussy, drinking in my juices, and then his tongue is gone, leaving me wanting more. I screech as he bites my ass cheek hard.
The pain mixes with the frustration and the pleasure and I feel myself coming undone, liquid drips from me as Finn’s cock presses against my opening. He roughly shoves at my inner thighs and I don’t need him to speak to understand what he’s telling me. I step to the side with one leg, opening myself up to Finn, inviting him in.
He plunges into me and I cry out as he fills me, stretching me. He pounds into me, hard fast strokes that take my breath away. He presses down on my spine with one hand, forcing me to lay flat against his desk. The cold hard wood presses against my cheek as he pounds into me. He still holds me flat with one hand. His other hand is on my hip, pulling me back to meet his desperate thrusts. I need no encouragement. I throw myself against him, pushing against him, taking his full length inside of me, gasping and moaning as I stretch to accommodate his huge cock.
He ups the pace, banging into me, making every nerve ending in my body fire up at once. This time, he doesn’t stop when I am on the edge and I go careening over and into the most intense orgasm, I’ve ever had. As I float through layers of pleasure that leave me gasping, Finn’s hand leaves my hip. He moves it around to the front of my body and he pinches my clit so hard my moan becomes a scream as delicious agony fires through me.
My head comes up from the desk, my body still pressed flat and I scream Finn’s name as pleasure fires through the center of me and spreads out in every direction at once. I gasp a breath and then I can’t breathe anymore. My lungs burn, my body goes rigid. Every nerve is alive, overwhelming me with pleasure and for a moment, everything goes black and I feel my body sag.
The sensation passes, my vision rushing back in, making me dizzy, and my legs take my weight again. I manage to suck in a large, shuddering breath, which comes out in a low primal sound, the sound of an animal as Finn pinches my clit again. My body is thrown headlong into another all-consuming orgasm as I scream Finn’s name over and over again while he pounds into me.
His hands move, both of them now on my hips, moving me faster and faster on his cock. I couldn’t straighten up now even if I wanted to. My body is jelly, shaky, fantastic, mind blowing jelly.
Finn slams into me one more time, holding me in place, his cock so deep in me I can feel him pressing against my cervix. He comes hard, his cock going wild inside of me. He makes a deep, guttural sound and then he calls out my name. I feel a rush of warmth as he spurts deep inside of me.
And then he’s gone, his cock slipping out of me. I start to straighten up, but my knees buckle beneath me and I start to tumble. Finn catches me in his arms and we fall to the ground together. I land on his lap then I turn and rest my head on his shoulder, my face pressed into his neck.
I can hardly breathe, and I know Finn is in a similar state of undone. His chest moves rapidly beneath me as his arms encircle me, holding me to him.
The moment of closeness between us is broken when Finn’s office phone rings, a shrill, jarring sound that cuts through the noise of us trying to get our breath back. I know instinctively the moment is over and Finn will want to take the call. I shuffle awkwardly to the side, moving onto the carpet so he can get to his feet.
Finn pushes himself up, not even looking at me as he drags his boxers and pants back up. He reaches for the phone.
I push myself silently to my feet, grabbing my shredded panties and the book, then slip from the office unnoticed.
10
Finn
As my hand touches the receiver, the phone stops ringing. I know by how quickly the ringing stopped that it was nothing important. If it were, then the ringing would have kept going until I answered the call. I suspect it’s a client or more likely an associate in a different time zone who realized how late it is here and hung up, planning on calling back at a less ungodly hour.