"Is this what you want, Morgana?"
As he speaks the words he thrusts his hips, sending his erection digging into me. I can feel my * clench with desire. My eyes close and I struggle to contain a moan. I wish he would turn me around, bend me over the desk and have his way with me. A girl can dream can't she?
He reaches around and places both hands on my ass giving a tight squeeze. My moan escapes. This fuels him, gives him power. I can tell as he raises his head and reveals a cocky grin. One I want to smack off and then grab him by the ears and force his lips onto mine.
God what is happening to me? I have never been like this, so animalistic. The craziest, kinkiest thing I ever did is that YouTube video and as far as sex videos go, it is quite lame. Since I had no idea I was being filmed you mainly see my back or feet and half the time I'm not even in the frame. Filming is not Trevor's forte, but there are many things that he lacks creativity in if you know what I mean!
But just the little Henrik is doing far surpasses any excitement I have experienced with a man and is turning me into something I don't even recognize. I like it!
"Answer me." His smirk turns serious as his tone firms, becoming demanding.
"Yes, Henrik."
His hands confidently start to unbutton my blouse just enough so he can see my bra. As his hand slips over the yellow lace fabric caressing me for a moment I reach out to touch his chest. Henrik's free hand grabs my wrist as he shakes his head.
"Oh no, Morgana. You do not want to touch me."
"Yes I do, Henrik."
His eyes close as he takes a breath. When they open the dark fury I see causes me to gasp.
"If you touch me I don't know if I will be able to stop myself. You ..." He shakes his head chuckling before brushing my nipple with his thumb. Henrik's gaze opens and stays locked to my breast as he continues.
"Let me guess, Morgana, you like a little foreplay and feel lucky if the guy gives you sweet kisses all over that pretty * of yours? Or maybe something a little dirtier, like a naughty spanking causing your sumptuous ass to blush?"
His eyes flick up to mine to gauge my reaction. What do I feel? I feel like I really want him right now! That is the hottest thing any man has ever said to me. I want him to do all that ... all that!
"I ... I've never been spanked before." I don't know why I am even answering his question as I think it is hypothetical. His eyes widen while his nose flares. Reaching back down he starts to rub his palms over my ass.
"So it's virgin territory. You really need to stop tempting me, Morgana. First the cute little skirt at your interview, then the sexy glasses and now you are telling me no man has ever caused you to squeal with a much deserved spanking?"
I suck in my bottom lip as I resist the urge to crash against his and do very illegal things to them. His hands push my skirt up even farther and slip under my matching lace panties. That's right, ladies, I like the lingerie! It's my one indulgence. Oh who am I kidding it's one of my sixty indulgences.
Henrik groans as he paws at my flesh. After a few moments his hand trails the seam of the lace to the front and pushes past my drenched lips until two fingers are pushing deep into my core. I gasp at the intrusion.
"Is that better, Morgana? Is that what you want from me? Or maybe just a little bit more."
His hand begins a rhythmic motion moving in and out while his thumb draws perfect circles over my clit. My hips begin to mimic his movement and I reach my hand to touch his cheek but he grabs it before I have the chance.
"What did I say about touching me? I don't think you really want this."
With that he removes his hands and I feel a frustrating loss until it moves up to my bra and pushes the cups away revealing my nipples.
"So fucking beautiful." He slathers my nipple with my own wetness and bows down so his lips just barely touch my puckered nipple. The heat of his tongue presses against the hard tip as it darts out. A moment later his lips encase and draw it in. I hiss and buck my hips toward him. He rewards me by slipping his fingers back down and inside my warm folds.
I can feel his fingers curl inside me as the pressure of my release nears. His teeth start to nip at my nipple and before I conclude that he has a favorite he releases my nipple and plants his lips on the other.
"Oh God Henrik!"
His tongue is playing eagerly with the nipple in his mouth, sucking and flicking. Once his thumb presses on my nub I know I am at the tipping point. My hips lunge wildly as I feel my muscles tighten around his fingers. Just then he's gone.
Dazed and frustrated I look over at him straightening his tie as he turns to walk to the door. His back is to me when he stops in the doorway and turns his head so I can only see his profile.