Caesar's POV
Maybe she would've done it for me. And maybe that would've been hot as hell, but since I wanted to actually get inside her before I went off like a gunshot, I needed to keep touching to a minimum.
So that's why I'd ripped all the buttons of my shirt as she watched me, biting her lip knowing what that did to me.
Of course, as soon as I got rid of every clothing on my body, she had moved closer, taken a seat on my table, opening her legs wide enough, inviting me as she grabbed my hair and dragged me down, pressing all her soft, lush curves against my body. Her skin was hot and screaming for my touch. Her pussy was wet, soaking her lacy panties ready for me, begging for me as she spread her legs and reached down to grasp my erection. In my ear, she whispered, "You're going to eat me like this is the last time."
I just stood up, took a step back, looking at her intently. Taking my sexy vixen in, making her quiver with so much desire under my gaze. Then I moved closer and placed my palm on her.
"Just touch me, do whatever you have to do." She whined, arching impatiently against my hand that had made it's way down her sex. I couldn't make either of us wait any longer. Slowly, I brought my middle finger down and slid it gently over her folds just over her panties. She threw her head back. "God, yes. Keep going." I did it again, this time my fingertips slipped inside her panties and gathered her wetness. I parted her with two fingers and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles as my lips found hers, sucking life out of them. She cried out against my lips, and she was lost. The taste of her, the smell of her, the feel of her so close against me, skin to skin. Time and space had no meaning anymore. There was only her.
My two digits worked into her, and her eyes rolled back into her head. I began a steady rhythm as my tongue fucked her own, and she couldn't prevent her hips from rising to meet the thrusts of my fingers. Oh God, she was riding my hand and somehow, she found her hands tangled in my hair pulling it, it almost made me cum. Her body was coiled tighter, grasping at my fingers, so wet now and she could hear the slippery sounds every time I drove back into her and that made her glisten even more.
"Oh my God, that feels ---" Before she could finish what she had to say I withdrew my fingers. "Why did you stop?!" She almost cried making me chuckle. She was panting heavily and I intended to make up for all the time we've been apart even if we were in the office. Fuck my 2 p.m meeting.
"Take me." She almost begged. "Please." And now she did.
I pulled her, spread out her legs closer to me, her head thudded against the wooden table, heat pulsing through her blood from the point where my fingers were previously, driving her even more mad. Now I knew what she liked, the moves that made her moan and gasp and sink her fingers into my shoulders.
In a flash I had torn her panties and gotten rid of her lacy bra. Now she was fully naked, her breasts a show to me.
She was twisting from one side to the other impatiently as my gaze got intense, her hands gathering up at her sides fisting into balls, I enjoyed seeing her impatient and angry and all hungry. It seemed her whole body grew pink, and the nipples of her breasts looked as hard as if they were tiny stones. I could not resist them.
I bit at them with my teeth, playfully, not hurting her. I then licked them with my tongue, flicking my tongue several times before covering my whole mouth on it, sucking, enjoying the glorious sounds that left my Marvelous' mouth. I'd nipped, sucked, licked and bitten her nipples as I'd paid the same attention to the other boob and then I moved to her neck, nipping, sucking as I moved to her breasts all over again then moving down to her navel as I left a trail of kisses down to her spread out cunt that was glistening with so much wetness. I flicked a tongue over her sensitive clit making her shudder with pleasure.
She struggled, and blushed and moaned beneath me as I mounted my mouth on her.
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