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I was about to leave his office cause his suffocating me. But the moment those long fingers hold me on the wrist, I'm almost catching my breathe.
He stand behind me, towering me. Still holding me on the wrist, I feel him in circling his arm around my waist. Pulling me towards him. I couldn't even resist. Because deep down, how hard I fight it. I want to feel him. I want him.
Letting myself suffocated by him, I feel him breathe at the back of my ear telling me how near he is to me. Sending tingles directly down to my core.
He pull me more, so I could lean more. So I could feel him more. Feeling that thing in between his thighs poking my butt. Waiting and also anticipating to what will happen.
I shiver when he starts to lick the back of my ear. Oh god I almost closed my eyes, but I still want to fight this lust. Closing my eyes will be a defeat.
He's licking my ear down to my jaw that cause me to tilt my head to give him more access. Oh god how good is he in licking. I want that tongue down in between my thighs. But that would be defeat.
His hands starts to move upward until it reach my boobs. He cupped it like its his, like he owns it and no one else. He played with the crown, played it like a pro.
My knees gone weak I lean on him more. Grinding my hips. Oh god how I wanted to feel that thing poking me. How I wanted to ride it. But that would be defeat.
He let go of my wrist. While the other hand is busy on the upper part, the other start its journey down to my legs. He gently touch and caress me, that almost push me on my edge.
He found my womanhood. Feeling me. Touching me there. I'm soaking wet. Ready for him. But I'm not yet ready for a defeat. Before his finger can start its magic. I immediately push myself away from him.
Breathing heavily. I looked at him.
"The next time you touch me, I will make it sure you can't ever leave me again." I said.
"But baby, that's impossible. Cause how many times I leave you, one feverish kiss from me you immediately end up under me, moaning and screaming for my name." He said smirking. Then leaves.
And I cry. That was defeat.
BINABASA MO ANG
Every After Midnight
Storie d'amoreThis story is purely of imagination of the author. Ang pagkakaparehas nito sa ibang storya, ang mga karakter, lugar o organisasyon ay hindi sinasadya at nagkataon lamang.