Mr. TWELVE Stories

- Push 6 -

I could feel my entire body flushing I became more and more inebriated from pleasure with each trembling stroke.

Suddenly I felt my hand being torn away from my heat; my confused squeak however turned into a gasp as I felt Michael's fingers replace mine, delving insistently into my heat.

I was struggling to breathe; I just couldn't seem to get air into my lungs because Michael had me gasping, squealing and choking nonstop.

With a slight groan, Michael pulled out his fingers from me once more, but before I could cry out in frustration he quickly replaced them with his mouth.

"HolysweetmotherofGOD!" My mind screamed, as he began to suck on my cl!t.

I couldn't think; I couldn't breath ...I couldn't do anything coherently except cry out his name.

Those damn secretaries were getting quite the show.

"Oh god! Ohgodohgodohgod...oh god!" I cried deliriously, my head turning back forth as Michael's tongue continued to wreck havoc on my aching core.

Michael was like a man possessed; sucking, biting, and tasting me like I was like his first meal in years. I never imagined that any man would get this much into giving a woman pleasure; then again, Michael was not like most men.

"Mmhm..." he moaned against me, sending a delightful tremor up my spine. "Baby...let go for me..."

That did it.

At the sound of Michael's rough voice, I felt my body spasming uncontrollably as I was overcome by a wave of pleasure so intense, my back arched almost painfully as I cried out Michael's name.

I don't know how long I was up there for, but I soon felt myself slowly floating back to Earth. I opened up my eyes, and my heart started racing at the sight that met my eyes.

Michael looked absolutely ravenous, his eyes burning into mine...suddenly giving me the impression of a panther 0about to stealthily claim it's prey.

Oh shit...

Without warning he suddenly pounced, his lips colliding into mine hungrily as his strong arms crushed my body against his in a full body embrace that literally set me on fire.

"(Y/N)...baby... I need you...right now...." He whimpered in between kisses. " I need...to be...inside of you."

Oh my god...this man and his words...

I swear to god that he is the only man I know who can practically impregnate me with a mere statement.

Da-yum.

Needless to say, I found myself completely mindless from the pleasure his hands (and words) continued to produce.

So caught up in him in fact, I barely even noticed that he had picked me up again, until I suddenly felt my back collide with the soft fabric of his office sofa.

Makes sense...a sofa would probably be a lot more comfortable than a mahogany desk....just saying.

Feeling a bit bold, I forcefully dragged him down so he was mostly laying on top of me, my hands dancing frantically down the length of his back as I met his searching kisses with just as much fervor.

"Fuck...!" Michael hissed, as I suddenly felt his hardness pressed against my warmth, causing me to nearly lose my mind. "Oh...f-uck...!"

I felt Michael abruptly move away from me, and it suddenly clicked. I sat up, before grabbing his arm. At his confused expression I elaborated.