Leaving Kallie breathless as he fucked her standing up in her office.
His tongue collided with hers and her hands threaded behind her. Gripped onto his hair and pulled him deeper into her lips. She could feel them swelling. She could feel herself approaching her end. Her pussy clamped down onto Ash’s cock as he pulsed wildly, his entire body grinding against hers. His fingers tilted her head to the side. Exposing her neck as he sucked a line down her pulse point. He lapped his tongue along the fluttering vein as his fingers moved faster, shooting pure electricity through her mind.
She was at a standstill. Unsure of where to go from there except to stand there and receive the glorious punishment befalling her for her actions.
His hips snapped faster. Harder. Quicker than she’d ever thought possible. Her pussy soaked his cock. His balls. His thighs. She could smell her scent filling her office space. His entire hand cupped her pussy before he rose his fingers up, then one after another, he slapped her clit. Batted it so her body jolted against him.
“That’s it,” Ash said. “Jump for me, Kallie. Into me. Release around me. Collapse into my arms, Pretty Kallie.”
She physically fell into him and her body exploded. Her legs gave out as he held her, his cock slipping from between her pussy. They slammed against the wall and she watched as threads of cum shot from between her legs. Painting the outside perimeter of her desk as she fell into his strong embrace. He wrapped his arms underneath her bosom and pulled her upright, holding her trembling form against him as they both came together. His body, releasing its salted cum between her legs and her body, jerking and quaking against his.
Her head fell to his chest and he kissed the top of it before they slowly slid to the floor.
Kallie’s heart was racing. Taking in everything that had just happened. Was that an apology? A punishment? A reaffirmation of where they stood? Her thoughts spun too fast for her to comprehend anything. Ash’s touch felt too good for her to focus on anything else. His arms dropped from her body to her legs, massaging her thighs as they sat together on the floor. His legs were folded out for her, his knees off to the side so she could sit in his lap. Her panties and her skirt were on the floor in front of her and she watched as cum dripped from the front of the desk onto her clothes.
Good thing she kept another outfit in her office.
She closed her eyes and let Ash massaged her body. Her thighs. Her hips. Her stomach. Her breasts. His hands made their way up to her shoulders and she fell forward, taking in his touch one last time.
Just in case this wasn’t what she thought it was.
But she hoped.
Oh, she hoped this wasn’t goodbye sex.
After fifteen minutes of utter silence, Kallie finally had the strength to get up. She kicked off her heels and wobbled over to her desk, opening up the largest drawer it had. She pulled out another pair of underwear and a pair of pants, then slipped them up her body. Her eyes rose to connect with Ash’s and he was grinning at her. Eyeing her with that beautiful boyish stare she’d come to enjoy.
Come to love, really.
“Take many men in your office?” he asked as he stood.
“More like I eat way too many lunches and spill them on myself,” she said.
“Then you should eat your lunches out with me. Where I go, they have these things called ‘napkins’ that help with issues like that.”
Kallie giggled and shook her head as hope welled in her chest. Lunches with him? Did that mean things were okay again? She tried not to let hope spread through her veins, because if the last few weeks had taught her anything, it had taught her that life would whiplash someone in a millisecond. She tucked her blouse into her pants before taking her hair down, then pinned it back up so it didn’t look so disheveled.
She watched as Ash reached for his pants, his hands tucking his shirt back in before he clothed himself in her office.
“What do you want to do with those?” he asked.
He nodded to her cum-soaked clothes that were drying on the floor.
“I’ll put them in my purse and take them home,” Kallie said. “They’ll need to be washed.”
“Nonsense. You can bring them to my place. We’ll wash them there.”