She shivered, not from the chill in the air but from the way he was staring at her. She moved her view down, swallowing thickly as his erection strained against the front of his pants.
Even through the fabric she could tell how thick and long his cock was.
His hands went to his belt, and he unbuckled and unzipped his pants. The material hung open while he took off his oxford and pushed it off his shoulders. His flesh was smooth, his abdomen so defined and toned.
Without thinking, she reached out and traced his external oblique muscles—that perfect V in his abdomen. His skin was so tight and distinct that she felt her pussy become even wetter.
She ran her fingers up, moving them along the ridges that made up his six-pack and over his small copper-colored nipples. She lightly scraped her nails along the flat disks, which elicited a deep groan from him.
His hands went to his pants, sliding them fully down so they were at his feet now. His cock was big and long, hard and ready with a pearl-sized drop of pre-cum formed at the slit.
Licking her lips caused him to groan again. She lifted her gaze up to his face, his expression one of pure lust.
“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment, how long I’ve wanted you to know I’m in love with you.” He wrapped his hands around her hips. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
Lilly instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock pressed snugly against her cleft, which sent tingles of pleasure through her.
Their lips meshed as he lifted her off the desk and carried them out of the office and into a spare bedroom down the hall.
Yes, she was really going to do this, had told them both what she wanted, and now she just had to accept the fact her life would never be the same.
And damn did that make her feel good.