One Kiss: An Office Romance

“Are you busy?” She asks, her eyes leaving mine for just a moment as they roam over my upper body.

Jesus, this girl. Everything she does, every look and every move she makes is just so fucking sexy.

“Not too busy

,” I shake my head, closing the laptop in front of me so she won’t notice the blank screen. “Come in. Come closer.”

She doesn’t hesitate. Moving with an amount of grace and stealth that I can only smile at and admire, she’s slipping inside my office and locking the door, then closing the short distance between us so quickly that I barely have time to appreciate her beautiful body before she’s right next to me.

I reach out, taking her hand in mine, and that’s all the encouragement she needs. Hiking her skirt up, she straddles me, her small body fitting against me as if it was made to be there.

“Fuck, Mia," I growl, shifting my weight under her as my cock pulses against her. I can feel the heat rolling off that sweet pussy in waves, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to rip those little panties right off her. "Do you even know what you do to me?" Then, before she can answer, "I could get used to this."

I shouldn’t say it, shouldn’t even joke about it, but I can’t think straight when she’s this close to me. And besides, I mean it. Every part of me wants it—wants her—and wants to be used to doing exactly what we’re doing now.

The way she moans as she moves against me is enough to convince me that there's no way I can tell her we're done. No part of me wants to hurt her or wants to say the words.

I thrust my hips up to meet her as she squirms in my lap, covering my face with kisses as my hands move around to her ass. I pull her closer, but it's not enough. I need to be inside her—inside her pussy, inside her mouth, whatever. My cock doesn't care.

It just needs her.

She leans back and smiles at me as if she can read my mind and every inappropriate thought I'm having right now. It's hot as fuck, and I groan as she slides down my lap, pushing me back in my chair as she makes space for herself between me and my desk.

“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as her delicate little hands work on unfastening my belt, then my pants. “Hurry,” I demand. “I need this, need you.”

She whimpers and looks up at me, the same need I’m feeling burning in her eyes as she nibbles at her lip. That pretty pink mouth so sweet and sexy that I almost pull her back up again just to taste it one more time.

But no.

I need those lips around my cock, and I need it now.

Raising my hips, I shove my pants and underwear down around my thighs, finally freeing my cock. I groan as it slaps up against my stomach, then my groan becomes a low moan as she takes it into her hand.

The feel of her soft touch is enough to bring me to the edge of coming undone, but I’m determined to savor as much of this time together as I can. There’s no way I’m going to finish until I’m finally inside her.

“I want to suck you,” she says, her voice so sweet and seductive at the same time. All I can do is nod and roll my hips forward, thrusting against her hand as she slowly strokes me.

God damn, it feels so good. So right. So perfect.

“Yes,” I say, nodding. “Now.”

I'm reduced to one-syllable sentences, but I don't even care. When she wraps her sweet pink lips around me, all I can think about is how this must be how heaven feels.

Her hair is down, and I can't help but thread my fingers through it. I usually try to restrain myself from doing anything that will make her look disheveled while we're at work, but I'm beyond that point today.

I’m going to fuck her, and I need to feel every part of her.

She doesn’t seem to mind, moaning against my cock as she takes it deeper, her tongue massaging the head like fucking magic and making me see stars as I rock back and forth, in and out, holding her head in place.

I open my eyes again and look down just in time to see her look up at me. Fuck, those big, innocent eyes get to me every time, and I feel my mouth drop open as my breathing starts to get heavy. I know I’m not going to last for much longer the way she’s sucking and licking me, but I don’t want this to end.

She's still gripping my cock with her hand as she eases back, letting the head slide back just beyond the reach of her beautiful lips. I still have my hands in her hair, and I'm tempted to bring her head closer to me, tempted to keep holding her there until I'm finished, but then she smiles so sweetly that there's no way I can deny her what I know she wants.

"Stand up," I say, my tone sounding rough and demanding, but we're way past the point of saying please now. Her pupils are huge, and I can see her chest rising and falling with each rapid breath under her pretty little blouse.

I want to put my hands on the silky material and rip it open, popping every button until she’s completely exposed in front of me. And I have no doubt she’d let me do it, too.

But not here. Not now. Not in my office, with prying eyes and ears waiting just on the other side of that door.