Eda
Serkan calls me into his office, the one upstairs. It sounds urgent. I'm in the middle of reviewing some revisions of the golf course plans with Engin, but I excuse myself to see what Serkan needs. When I walk in, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into a corner, grinding his hard length against me. I let out a strangled moan and my hands come to his chest and slide up to hold onto his shoulders. His face is next to mine, his mouth by my ear, his beard scraping my skin. "I want you, Eda."
"Here?" My voice is barely more than a whisper. My heart thumps in my ears and my core throbs. He's barely touched me and I'm already soaking wet.
"Here. Now." His hand goes between my legs, his fingers stroking me through my underwear. His gaze is intense. I close my eyes and let my head fall back and it hits the wall with a thud. "I've been wanting you all morning." He's talking into my ear, in that low, sexy voice he uses on me that makes my panties go up in flames. I can't resist that voice. "I can't get you off my mind. I need to get you out of my system. I won't last the day if I don't have you, Eda."
His words shoot straight through me, making my core clench with desire. We were together last night, and we didn't get very much sleep. We've been back together for just a few days, and we can't get enough of each other.
He leans in to kiss me, but I put my fingers over his mouth to stop him. I shake my head a little. "No kissing on the mouth. Everyone will know." I gasp when he sucks my index finger into his mouth, his eyes on mine, and he scrapes his teeth over the length of my finger. If he kisses me, I'll leave his office with swollen lips and beard burn around my mouth. We can't take the risk of leaving evidence. It's 10 am and we're at work.
"Fine. No kissing on the mouth." His hungry mouth goes to my neck instead, licking, sucking, kissing.
I bite my lip, trying to contain the sounds that beg to come out. "Serkan." I whimper. I'm breathing fast and shallow. He sinks his teeth into the side of my neck and my fingers grip a fistful of his hair.
He walks me backwards into the bathroom in his office, his mouth still devouring my neck, and kicks the door closed. He pulls me into him with a hand on the small of my back and he reaches behind him with his other hand to lock the door.
There's no space between us, our bodies are melded together, and I can feel his sex pulsing, straining against the confines of his pants. I slide my hand between us and rub him through his pants. He's so hard for me, so ready for me, and I feel a new rush of warm wetness between my legs.
My fingers tremble as I unbuckle his belt.
His hand slides under my shirt to span my lower back. His fingers draw patterns on my skin and I shiver under his touch.
I look at him as I reach into his pants and wrap my hand around his girth. His hips move in shallow thrusts into my hand. He groans and lifts his head to look at me. His pupils are blown, his eyes almost black, and his skin is flushed.
He looks down at my mouth and then he leans forward and kisses my cheek. "I wish I could kiss you." He says the words against my face, and his lips drag across my skin to my ear. He takes my earlobe between his lips, nibbling on it, and I whine. I need him. He knows it drives me crazy when he kisses my ears.
"Me too. When we get home, Serkan." I squeeze him in my hand and his breath catches.
Serkan
"God, I can't wait." It's unbelievable how the wanting never lessens. My hand comes out of her shirt and goes back between her legs. She's so wet and warm and I can't wait to be buried deep inside her. "I'm going to fuck you hard and fast and deep." I whisper it in her ear and I feel her shiver in my arms. She moans quietly. "I'm going to come inside of you and you'll keep me with you all day.
