“Nothing will happen, I promise,”. I say while stepping back towards the door and clicking the lock of his office. “You don’t have to worry about me, I can take care of myself. I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time.”
“Hearing that doesn’t exactly make me feel better…” he says reaching out and caressing my face. “You shouldn’t have to take care of yourself. You should have had parents who were there for you. From the very beginning, you’ve had to prioritize others over all else.”
“You’re sweet,” I say, wrapping my arms around him. “And you have been an incredible father to Charlie,” I say while looking at him.
“Do you think so?”
“Yeah for sure. I see the effect your example has had on Charlie. I know that she feels that way too. I’ve never seen a father so close to a daughter, and I often envied Charlie growing up. Don’t get me wrong, I love my dad, but when it comes down to showing up for graduation, attending track meets, or gymnastic
competitions, those were things that he never came to. But I saw you be there for Charlie time and time again. You’re a good person, Kenton,” I say looking up at him and imagining the way his lips will feel on mine.
“I’m afraid that your standard for a good father may be low because of your childhood. I value your safety,” he says while running his fingers up and down my arm, sending a wave of goosebumps and desire through me. I can feel the heat rising in my belly.
“I disagree,” I say with my voice steady as my eyes are on him. “I think that I know exactly what people should and shouldn’t be by default. I know that you’re a good father, and you’ll be a good boyfriend.”
“You have a lot of faith in me,” he says, stepping closer to me.
“I do, and I am glad I have you in my life,” I say with my voice low and inviting.
Before I even process him moving, he comes forward and jerks my body against his into a sizzling kiss that leaves me weak.
“Did you miss me?” I tease while grinning up at him. My eyes wicked. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist me. When you know your man the way I do, it’s easy to anticipate and plan ways to leave them wanting more.
I know he can’t have me here in his office, but he wants to. I know it by the way he slides his big hands up and down my body. Honestly, part of me wants him to take me right here on this desk. Maybe we can one day. It shouldn’t be too hard to do. I can always come back one night while he is working late…I will just have to take advantage of him I think.
Smiling at him, I slide my hands down, cupping his bottom. He responds by sliding his hands down my sides and up my dress. My heartbeat races in my chest as I feel him toying with my panties. It’s thrilling, this electric chemistry between us.
“Do you want me?” I whisper to him, enjoying the way he groans quietly as I nip at his neck.
“You know I do Lucy,” he whispers while sliding his hands up higher under my sundress. Of course, rippling waves of desire shoot through me.
“Prove it,” I dare. Moving quickly, I find myself pressed against the wall, his mouth hard on mine. His lips move at a frantic, desperate pace, nipping at my lips. His firm tongue presses and teasing in a way that sends dark fantasies through me. Closing my eyes, I let out a quiet moan as one of his hand slides down my abdomen until it finds it’s way into my panties. In seconds, his big fingers are deep inside me.
His other hand comes up and clamps down tightly around my mouth as he whispers frantically into my ear.
“Quiet, Lucy,” he orders in a way that only heightens my pleasure as his fingers continue to tease me. “You can’t make a sound,” he says while kneeling before me. He slides up my dress and pulls down my panties.
“God, Kenton,” I whisper. My knees are shaking I don’t know how I’ll be able to stand for this. Sliding my legs a little farther apart, he places his head under my dress. He begins to taste and suck to torment me with undeniable pleasure that sends an orgasm ripping through me.
My knees begin to buckle as a hand shoots up from beneath my dress, pressing on my breast, holding me firmly against the wall as he continues to pleasure me.
“Kenton,” I whisper frantically trying to stay quiet. I don’t know how I can take this much longer. This agonizing need. It is maddening.
“I said be quiet,” I hear his voice from under my skirt as he snaps his head out from under. “Don’t make me make you,” he grins darkly.
“You might have to,” I giggle as he stands and reaches for a tie from the coat rack.
“What is this for?” I ask curiously and a little excited.
“For you, of course,” he responds while he ties the fabric around my mouth, cinching it tightly at the back of my head.
“Not a sound,” he orders, flipping my body around. Pressing me flat against the wall, he raises my hands above me as he frees himself from his jeans.
I can feel him hard against me. His cock is pressing against me as he slides it up my bottom, rubbing it against me as he nipples at my neck. It’s thrilling; knowing that at any moment we could be caught, and I have a thing for bondage. Who knew?
“Do you want it Lucy?” he asks as he presses it hard against me. He knows he is teasing me.
My words catch in my throat as I fight against the cloth. He presses his cock between my legs, sliding it back and forth in a move that leaves me aching for more.