Not So Little Distractions

The Office Door - Part 2

She grabs onto my hair as she crashes her lips onto mine, dislodging the messy bun I threw it into and making me involuntarily moan, worryingly loudly.

Her hands move to my chest, her thumbs brushing over my nipples, and my heart rate shoots through the roof. Her touch is like fucking electricity.

I break the kiss momentarily to lay her back down onto the desk, and I grab onto the string waistband of her thong, pulling it down with my teeth. My hands are too busy holding hers above her head.

Our lips reconnect in another hot, passionate kiss and one of my hands trail over her gorgeous thighs. She half-heartedly tries to remove her own hands from the grip of my other before giving up entirely.

I lean down closer to her, and our bodies touch completely, and they fit together perfectly.

'Scarlett...'

All she can muster to speak is my name, and the way she says it is really damn hot. I can't help but wonder how it would sound if she were to scream it.

She pulls away from the kiss and looks up at me, a look of sweet agony on her face.

'Please.'

It's barely audible, but I still hear it..and the desperation in her voice.

I don't want to give in. But I think we both want this as much as she does.

My hand moves to the spot between her thighs, and I gasp when I feel how wet she is.

She moans softly, and we both still for a second before my fingers begin to trace gentle circles around her clit.

The more my pace quickens, the louder she gets, and the sound is one I'll never get tired of hearing. It's such a fucking sexy sound that I don't think I'll ever get over.

I can feel myself throbbing between my thighs, and it only intensifies with each movement.

Her back arches off of the desk and she groans as I push one of my fingers into her without warning.

She grinds against my hand, desperate for the stimulation, and I shift my position slightly so that with every movement, my thumb brushes against her already swollen clit.

She curses me under her breath as I thrust my finger in and out of her, hitting her sweet spot each time I do so.

'Fuck!'

She exclaims as I push another finger into her and speed up my pace.

'Scarlett, please!'

Her voice is barely a whisper, and so, so desperate.

'Alessandra, just let go.'

I quicken my pace again once more, and that seems to be her breaking point.

Her eyes flutter shut, her back arches and her toes curl as she comes, and her moans turn to screams of pleasure as I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her as she rides out her orgasm.

She eventually falls back against the desk, panting and breathless, and clamps her legs together. I kiss anywhere I can- her neck, her lips, her collarbone..

I keep this up for a minute or so before she abruptly stands up and shoves me back into my office chair.

'Scarlett...
You know the type of person I am.
You give what you get, when it comes to me.'

And with that, she kisses me hungrily, as if to say-

'I'm in control now.'