“I missed you too,” she moaned, raking her fingers through my hair. Then she kissed my forehead while massaging my temples with her thumbs. I pulled my lips from her neck and she tilted her head down to take my lips into her mouth.
My dick was throbbing again, pushing against her thigh. I snaked my hand in between us and grabbed hold of her mound through her jeans. I made swift circles with the palm of my hand and she moaned into my mouth.
Our tongues danced around each other's as her hands pulled my hair tight. She pulled away from me and leaned back, sitting upright on my throbbing cock. She unbuttoned my shirt while biting her lip. She pulled it off each arm so it was resting behind me and then traced each of my defined muscles with her fingertips before kissing every inch of my chest. I threaded my fingers through her hair and pulled her upright again.
“Take it off,” I groaned, tugging at the bottom of her T-shirt.
I hadn't ever seen her in a T-shirt and jeans but she looked just as good as she did in her tight fitting work clothes. A grin spread across her face and then she tore her shirt up and over her head, revealing a black lace bra. I unbuttoned her pants and ripped the zipper down exposing her matching black lace panties. She stood up on the couch and pushed her jeans down around her ankles before stepping out of them.
She unclasped the front of her bra, allowing her perky breasts with hard nipples to topple out. Then she playfully snaked out of her panties and kicked them on the floor, revealing her wet aching core. I licked my lips before grabbing her ass and pulling her down so she was sitting directly on my face. I twirled my tongue around her bulging clitoris.
“Oh my god,” she moaned, bracing herself on the couch with her hands.
Her legs pulled tight around my head and I knew she was about to go over the edge. I grabbed her harder, pulling all of her into my mouth to taste her beauty. Before she could cum I raised her up off of me. She reached down between our bodies and grabbed my dick that was aching to be engulfed in her pussy.
I tugged her head down and kissed her hard.
“Ride me,” I groaned into her.
She pulled away and grinned before kissing me once again. She sat up and then turned around, rubbing the tip of my cock against her slippery opening. I grabbed her hips and tugged her down, submerging my dick in her wet pussy.
“Ah,” we groaned in unison as she bounced up and down. Reverse cowgirl happened to be one of my favorite sex positions. Aria was truly giving me everything I wanted.
I tugged her up and down, sliding my dick through her pussy faster than ever. Then she pulled her legs tight against my hips as I continued to thrust in and out of her.
“Oh my god,” she shrieked out in an orgasm and shuddered. She continued to hold on to my legs as I burst about into my own orgasm.
“Holy fucking shit!” I shouted, pulling her off of me so I could shoot my cum all over us. When I was finished she fall flat onto the couch next to me, unable to move a single muscle.
“Next time, my bed,” I said when I could speak again. “It was supposed to be the bed tonight, but you walked in with those tight jeans of yours and I couldn’t help myself.”
“I don’t think a bed would make any difference.”
“You’ll be surprised Aria.” She looked so serene, lying naked in my office sofa. “I’ll show you just what your body is capable of.”
Then I pulled her into my arms and we both slowly fell asleep.
Chapter 5
Aria
“He sounds amazing, Aria!” Stacey said the next morning when I went home. “Swoon, baby, swoon. Can’t even imagine how you feel.”
“Amazing.” I hadn’t been able to wipe the huge grin off my face no matter how hard I tried.
“You already said that,” Stacey chuckled. “Like about five hundred times. In the last hour.”
“I know. But you don’t understand. He’s so—“
“Amazing?” she offered.
“Yes. And sexy. Did I tell you he’s getting my paper published?”
“Yep. More than once. And I’ll have to butt in here and remind you that you got your paper published. He simply geared it towards the right direction.”
“But it wouldn’t have happened without him.” I sounded way more defensive than I had intended. “And he even helped me research it. You know how confident I am about my work, Stace. Not at all. I would never submit my work to an influential journal. I kind of owe him a lot.”
“I’m sure he thinks you don’t, since you seem to be already returning favors,” she said and winked.