My hands fumble with her shirt in a frenzy, unbuttoning it quickly because I need to suck on her tits right now. With her chest exposed, I unclasp her bra, then yank it down brutally.
I fucking love her tits. The perfect shape and size, perky and young. Her nipples stand hard, teasing me so effortlessly. I move my mouth in, grazing my teeth against her nipples which causes her to ache in delight.
Charlotte deserves to be worshiped, so I take turns sucking on one side while fondling the other. Her hands run through my hair as she arches back and warns me she’s about to come.
My mouth pulls away so I can watch her. The veins on her neck are prominent against her delicate skin. Every muscle tightens as goosebumps form all over her body. Charlotte begs me not to stop while her moaning becomes a low-rumbling hum as she still rides me.
I grip her ass to help her grind against me as she weakens from the rush she’s just experienced. It’s enough for me to finish, my hands gripping her neck as I allow the sensation to wash over me.
Bursts of light blind me, the sensation ripping across my entire body, making it difficult to breathe. It’s always like this between us, a euphoric ending to our maddening affair. The forbidden tryst we’ve found ourselves in has turned into this unexplainable force that intensifies each time we sneak around to feed our desires.
“Oh, God,” Charlotte expels with a ragged breath. “That was…”
“Satisfying?” I smirk, also trying to catch my breath.
A grin widens across her flushed face. “Amazing.”
I remain inside her, wanting to stay like this even if my dick tells me it’s over. So far, he’s obeying and staying hard.Greedy mother fucker.
As I take a swig from the bottle, Charlotte throws her head back again. Finally, she opens her eyes, taking the bottle from me, but this time drinking it with much more ease.
“Don’t stop,” she begs.
My hands run down her back, memorizing every groove like keys on a piano. How can she be so fucking beautiful? If only we had met at a different time before I married Samantha. Then, the guilt crashes over me like a tidal wave. I reach for the bottle, almost emptying the contents to numb the lingering thoughts.
“You know what I’ve fantasized about…” Charlotte trails off mid-moan.
“Me fucking this sweet ass of yours?”
She quickly shifts her gaze onto me with a teasing smile. “Fucking you in an elevator.”
“Hmmm… I know the maintenance guy, Joe, who works in the hospital. I’m sure I can arrange there to be some sort of technical difficulty resulting in the elevator stopping for like ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes? You wouldn’t last that long,” she muses.
I grab the back of Charlotte’s head to draw her mouth to mine. With a deep kiss, I thrust my cock inside her at the same time, desperate to taste her delicious groan.
“Such a smart mouth on you,” I warn with a sneer. “And you think you could?”
“I never said I would,” she corrects me. “I just said I want to fuck you in an elevator.”
“And what about me?”
Charlotte tilts her head, trying to suppress her smile. “Let me guess. You want to circle back the convo about you fucking me in the ass?”
My hands move down her waist to cup her perfectly rounded ass cheeks. With a tight grip, I spread them apart, which causes her to gasp.
“Don’t be scared,” I say softly. “I’ll be gentle.”
I drown myself in Charlotte's longing stare before she nods in silence.Fuck, okay, I need to calm down and be gentle.
My lips find their way to her neck as I spread soft kisses while pulling out at the same time. Each kiss trails her skin until I lower my head and take her nipples back in my mouth. This time, I’m not so rough and tease gently to relax her body.
When satisfied she’s relaxed enough, I lean into her ear and whisper, “Turn around.”
Without a word, she shuffles so her ass is facing me. Unable to control my urges, I bite down on my lip with sheer force, almost tasting blood, before resting my palms on her cheeks.
Charlotte begins to tense again, so I move my left hand between her legs and teasingly start rubbing her clit.