I Heard You, Baby

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Letticia's hand paused on the door. Yes, yes, yes!!! Everything in her body screamed. Her breasts felt so heavy and tight she wasn't sure her skin could contain them. Her freaking nipples were throbbing like tiny dicks, anxious to be sucked. While one of those exquisitely formed arms with its bulging biceps held the door securely closed, the other hand wrapped around her waist, holding her close. It was simply impossible not to lean back against that mouth-watering body of his. She held her breath, waiting for his next move.

"Lock the door." Ross' voice took on a sexy growl Letticia had never heard before. While that simple, country boy thing made her belly flutter and her knees weak, this Ross was drenching her panties.

She locked the door.

As soon as the little click of the lock sliding into place sounded in the otherwise silent office, Ross grasped both her hands placing them against the door.

"Don't move," he snarled right into her ear before slithering his hands down the sides of her body.

Letticia bit her lip to hold inside the whimper inspired by the skating caresses. She closed her eyes, savoring the glide of her skirt against her nylons as he guided the material to gather at her waist.

"Oh, baby," Ross exhaled a harsh breath as he beheld Letticia's dirty little secret.

She loved garters. Loved skimpy, lacy under things. They made her feel soft and feminine underneath her conservative clothing. She loved knowing that while she worked in a place that was austere and full of rules and regulations, under it all she could still be herself.

He hooked his fingers into the sides of the thongs, pulling the silk material up to rub against her aching pussy. She felt so damn empty! She desperately needed to be filled.

"I think you like me a hell of lot more than you let on, don't you, baby?"

Letticia didn't answer him; his finger pressed down against the wet material of her panties right against her clit. He knew damn well she liked him. Panted after him. Was so damn wet for him she was drowning in raw lust.

"No answer, hm?"

At her continued silence, he slipped the panties down her legs, lifted one leg, then the other, and then they were gone. She felt him shift, felt his heat as he dropped to his knees, but didn't feel the whirl of air as one large hand smacked against first one cheek and then the other.

"Ah!" It surprised more than hurt. The slow burn quickly spreading from her ass cheeks to pool in her cunt. She was so wet now, her inner thighs were damp. Damned if her hips didn't canter back to receive another blow. Instead, he bit her.

It wasn't a hard bite, more like a little nip. But his teeth connecting with the soft flesh of her backside sent Letticia spinning. Her pussy clamped down on nothing at all, her body shook. Oh, dear Lord in heaven, the man had made her come without touching any of her sexual organs! Her nipples pushed against the lace of her bra, scraping the over-responsive skin.

"Ross!" she cried out softly. "Please. Oh, God please touch me there!"

"Where, Letti?" Even when giving her a pet name his voice sounded heavy, forceful. "Where do you need me? Tell me what you want and I'll give you to you, but you're going to have to tell me, baby."

Fuck being cute aboutit! Letticia knew what she wanted and he better damn well do something aboutit! "Touch my pussy! Put your fingers inside me, eat me, fuck me. Show meyou're the man."