Long fingers skate up from the back of my knees to my thighs. I try unsuccessfully to contain the shiver that runs up my back and has warmth spreading all over me. His body heat scorches me. And when Mitch's hands drift sensually up the soft skin of my inner thigh, I let out a moan, head falling back, knees already weak.
“Let’s not talk yet, okay?” Mitch whispers in my ear. The hairs in the back of my neck rise. “I just want you to feel.”
“Mitch…”
“Just. Feel.”
His hands caress my ass cheeks, I bite my lower lip to suppress a groan. His hands knead the soft skin of my ass, and my thighs. The height advantage allows him to taste the skin of my neck as he continues his ministrations so that I find myself whimpering helplessly.
One of his hands runs slowly up my hip, to my belly, climbing slowly until it rests under my breast, slightly cupping it. His thumb gently swiping back and forth over my nipple. His other hand circles me and comes to rest on top of my soaking panties. Slowly and torturously, his thumbs team up to drive me crazy. My clit and my nipple screaming for pressure. I need him to touch me harder. Faster. I need to feel him touching my skin, raw. Not my bra and panties.
I just need him.
Moaning, I offer myself to him, presenting my neck for him to mark me somehow. He teases me by running his tongue and his lips over all my sensitive spots, and refusing to give me what I want the most. What I need. The strength I crave.
“Quiet, Beth. We don’t want anyone interrupting us, do we?”
I’m too far gone to talk. I can only shake my head and bite my lips.
“Will you be a good girl and be silent for me? I want to show you how sorry I am. Will you let me?”
Oh God. I’m not sure if I will survive this apology, but I’m more than willing to try. He doesn’t know yet, but this is our last chance to be together, so I have to take anything he is willing to give me. We need to have this goodbye.
Torturing me for a few moments longer, I find myself being disappointed when he lets me go. Opening my eyes, I look at him confused. His dark eyes are on fire as he stares at me with so much hunger it scares me as much as it excites me. I do this to him. I affect him as much as he affects me.
Turning me around, he sits me on his desk and settles between my open thighs, kissing me as if air was running out and I was his only source of oxygen.
“God, Beth, what you do to me.”
Right back at you, mister. But words leave me as he swiftly gets on his knees, and as if by magic, removes my panties in seconds.
One hand in each thigh, keeping me open to his appraisal, he stares at my pussy as if it is made of gold. The lust and hunger unmistakable.
When the first lick comes, I almost do too.
And then, after that one soft, smooth, sensuous lick, it’s like a dam breaking. He eats me up as if there is no tomorrow, which for us it is true.
Tongue, lips, teeth, it is a banquet of sensations he is offering me with as he feasts on me.
I don’t know how long I have to bite my lip and I long I fight against myself, but I manage to never let out the scream that was permanently stuck in my throat. I hold it in as he makes me come time and time again, right here on his desk, until I can’t take it anymore and have to physically push him away.
“No more.” My voice a raspy, tortured sound.
He licks me once more, just as tenderly and softly as the first lick had been, like a goodbye in itself, and he gets to his feet, settling between my thighs again and kissing me thoroughly.
As our mouths finally part, his forehead touches mine as he stares deeply into my eyes.
“I’m really sorry, Beth.”
The earnestness and depth of feeling in his eyes breaks my heart. It is killing me because it is all I want and all I can never have. Putting my hands on either side of his face, looking deeply into his brown eyes, I kiss him softly, and tell him, “I forgive you.”
His smile is radiant and he hugs me. But my mood doesn’t match his. Because this is it.
As he sets me down and looks at me again, his smile falters.
“What is it, Beth? What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry too, Mitch. I behaved awfully and you didn’t deserve it.”