Chapter 4

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Cherries. That was the taste of her lips, and currently it's my favorite taste. I can't seem to get enough as i lick and nip at her. I'm not usually one who follows a woman in bed — or in a broom closet — but there is something about this one that i just could not resist. I couldn't stop myself from following her even if i had hundred pound weights tied to each leg, and i don't even know her name yet. I make a mental note to myself to make sure i do after tonight, even if we don't hook up again.

Our tongues continue to explore each others mouths, fighting for dominance. Sometimes i win, sometimes she does, and i'm not bothered by it one bit. Her lithe body is pressed up against my front, one of my hands on her hip and the other wrapped around the back of her head gripping her hair to make sure i can control the angle, ensuring i have the most access to her delectable mouth.

After a few heated moments of making out, she unbuttons my blazer and pushes it off me, with me assisting by shimmying it off my arms and onto the floor. Once it is off, I reach down and grip her ass and pull her flush to me once again, our bodies writhing together as we continue to make out. This causes her to let out a low, breathy moan which i swallow amidst our kissing. I don't even realize i do it as i make a humming sound from the back of my throat. This seems to spur her on even more as she starts to move her hands from the lapels of my blazer to my hair, weaving her fingers in and tugging slightly.

Moaning into her mouth, I move to grip right under her ass and lift. She immediately goes to wrap her legs around my waist, and now her hot core is flush against my cock. If i wasn't hard before, i am fully hard now. I need to get inside her. I'm not usually rushed to sleep with someone, but i just can't seem to get in her quick enough.

The heat from her core reminds me that she is wearing a skirt and i realize how easy it will be to just move her panties to the side and slide in.

"Undo my belt," i half breathe, half moan into her mouth. She obliges with a smirk and reaches down in between our bodies and makes quick work of my belt. Being the little minx she is, she also helps herself to the button and zipper of my slacks as well. It seems as though i am not the only desperate one, i think to myself.

Once my pants are undone, she is easily able to push them down along with my boxers, just low enough for my fully hard cock to emerge. I immediately feel a slight coldness at the head of my cock due to the wetness of pre-cum that has beaded the tip. The sensation makes me groan into our mouths, breaking our kiss for only a second before diving right back in.

I can wait no longer. Dragging my hand between us, i go to feel for her panties so i can move them aside and i come to find that she isn't wearing any. I could cry right now. I don't know how i could get anymore turned on than i am in this moment.

"I had a feeling i would run into you tonight," she says through her swollen, pink lips and she looks me in the eyes. Utter lust dancing in her pupils. I can only assume she sees the same in mine because i certainly feel it.

Wasting no more time, i align myself at her hot, wet entrance and tease the tip of my cock into her. A brief thought about foreplay comes to mind and i almost recoil at the thought of myself skipping it and not making sure she was ready before i shoved myself inside her. But i quickly realize that she is already dripping wet at her core and i glide in easily. I can only sit for a second before i start easing more of myself into her inch by aching inch, the beautiful woman in my arms sucking in short breaths every time i move. Her grip in my hair is so tight and it just spurs me on more. I have a pain kink. Sue me.

It seems she does too, as i remove my right hand from her ass and quickly go to wrap it around her slender throat, pulling her face so close to mine that not even a piece of parchment paper would be able to fit between us. In this same moment, i thrust quickly, burying myself to the hilt inside her — the wetness of her making this a smooth movement for me. She lets out a deep moan-like cry as i do.

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