Laura's computer wobbles with the desk as we lay across the cold wood. Laura's skin was always so warm against mine whenever we touched. I had missed the feeling of her. Her smell wraps around me, flowing through me.
She worked quickly, and excitedly. Laura's tongue poked through her lips as she unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down past my ass. Her lips were on my stomach, hot and needy.
I forget, this wasn't about feelings, no matter how much I wanted it to be. This was about us wanting to pass the time.
Laura comes back up to my lips, her teeth pulling slightly on my bottom lip. She felt so familiar and comfortable, I couldn't help but just look at her. I knew she felt the same, because we both hesitate, looking into each other's eyes.
Then her lips were back at my throat, her hands carrying up my shirt. They push the material up past my breasts, pausing to massage them. Laura reaches behind me, releasing the clip to my bra.
Clothes fall away quickly, and I'm left naked against the table, and Laura only has her jeans remain. She drops down to her knees, pulling my legs over her shoulders.
My body burns with excitement. If I had a heartbeat, I know it would be pumping at a hundred miles an hour. My fingertips tingle, weaving their way through Laura's soft hair. She hums from below me, just how she always did when she was excited.
We fall back into our pattern. I knew Laura's body, just like she knew mine. I knew how to make her scream, and how to drive her crazy. But she knew just the same with me.
Laura's tongue takes a long, feather-like, slow swipe across my clit, making me shiver with anticipation. She looks up at me from between my legs. Her plump lips parted in amazement, her eyes hooded. She looked so sexy, her hair disheveled. She was giving me such a look that almost made me melt right there, on the table.
Her tongue explore's through my folds, dipping ever so slightly into me. My legs shake, trying to keep hold of myself. One of my hands grips the side of the desk, and I hear the wood start to splinter. The other grabs a fistful of Laura's hair, not as hard, but I was trying desperately to hold on.
Laura grabs my hips, holding me in place. Her soft fingers run up along the outside of my thigh, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She was so soft and gentle but suddenly, she doubles her efforts, pressing her hand down hard on my hips, the other digging it's nails into my skin. They leave crescent moon marks.
All I could think of was Laura, her warm hands, the wonders she could do with her mouth. The feeling of her body against mine. It was something I haven't felt in so long, just the warmth she projected from her.
I come with a shaky gasp. Pleasure pulses through my body, all the way down to my toes and fingertips. But I wasn't satisfied. I wanted Laura completely, not because we were bored. As hot as it was to fuck on the table, I wanted to have her in bed, where we could take our time.
Laura climbs up my body, wiping her lips and chin. "That was quick."
"Shut up." I sigh, bringing her lips back up to mine. We kiss, and it was a kiss to end all kisses. Laura sighs into my mouth, her body relaxing into mine. I could stay like this forever. Her warmth fighting how cold I always was.
But we weren't together, things between us weren't fixed, and we had a dean to kill.
So we got up, and I went to shower.
