Everything about this man should have made me run for the hills, but it only caused me to cling tighter to him. We shouldn’t be together, we both knew that but still neither of us could seem to fight the pull both of our bodies had to each other.
“It might be the alcohol.... I’m pretty sure it’s not, but I can’t fucking keep my hands off of you. I want you riding my cock. I want my lips on yours, your pants of pleasure to be mine. I want everything that is you, Chloe.” His teeth grazed my ear as he spoke in a hushed voice, words for only me to hear. If anyone from the office saw us here together like this, the rumor mill would run rampid.
“Ry…” His name came out in a moan as he gripped my thigh harshly, the wetness between my legs growing slicker by the minute.
“Don’t tell me we can’t. Don’t tell me you don’t want this when I can feel your arousal on my fingertips and don’t lie to me Chloe, please, because if anyone can tell you’re lying, it’s me.” I lean my head back against the booth, my mind swirling with desire I know I shouldn’t give in to.
“I want you…” His fingers drift higher, and my heart thuds against my rib cage so hard I think it might them. “I’ll always want you. I knew the second you walked into my office that I needed you. That I couldn’t get enough of you. You’re all I can think about. I crave you.”
My blood hummed as his fingers slid against the flimsy silk of my panties. Every urge I had became stronger, making my heart beat faster and faster. The need and want I had for him was becoming too strong. Even knowing how wrong it was for us to be together, I couldn't fight the pull.
“Let me in Chloe. Let me take care of you. Let me be the only man you’ll ever need and I’ll make sure you never go without a damn thing ever again.” I sighed, my forehead leaning against his shoulder now as he shoved the silk to the side, one digit entering me so slowly I was sure I would die.
“Ahhh…” My voice wobbled, as I tried to hold in my cry of pleasure. We were, after all, in a public place with bar patrons all around us. The next table over was full of giddy laughter and seemed to be getting louder by the drink. I was hoping no one was paying attention to us or we would be ousted. Damn good thing it was pretty dark in here now.
“This hot cunt was made for me, it owns me, Chloe. You own me.” Pleasure radiated from his husky voice as he slipped a second finger deep inside of me, bending it upwards in the perfect motion hitting just the right spot. My entire body became one big puddle of mush within seconds. I was hooked and all he did was cast the line.
Zings of pleasure filled my womb as my toe’s curled into my heels. Ryan is the best and worst thing that has ever to happened to me. He made me feels things I never have before, both good and bad. No one has ever gave me so much pleasure or made me feel so at home and comfortable. At the same time, no one made me feel so much overwhelming guilt. I mean sure, I've only known him for a week and most of that time I spent avoiding him because I was unsure of what to think or do with all of these new feelings rushing through my head. I was drowning in the emotions he had brought out in me.
“Fall apart sweet girl. Cum all over my hand, and prove to me just how good I make you feel.” His hot breath fanned against my throat right above my heavy pulse.
“Fuuuccckkkk…” I hissed out louder than expected as I fell apart in my chair, my fingers digging into his thigh where his steel hard cock laid. All I could feel was Ryan. Every slip of his finger deeper inside my pussy pushing me to the brink until a blinding light formed behind my eyes and my entire body went numb.
Every breath I took hurt, every beat of my heart hurt, and it wasn’t because I was actually in pain. No, it was because I knew that long after Ryan was gone, and the memory of us had faded that I would still want him as much as I did in this very moment. That’s what prompted me to whisper, “Take me home with you.”
I placed a kiss against his throat and then another. It was now my turn to watch him squirm, by returning the favor.
“As you wish my love.” He removed his fingers from my pussy, brought them to his lips, his tongue darting out to lick away at the salty liquid that coated his fingers. “Mmmm.” I stared, mesmerized by this man, the sudden desire to take his cock in my mouth was overwhelming me. I wanted to please him, to give back every ounce of the pleasure he had given me.
“I want you.” I confessed. Ryan smiled around the two fingers he had sucked into his mouth.