But then she started to pull him closer.
Jason had to break the kiss when he felt something wobble and hit his elbow, catching the champagne bottle before it tipped off and fell over the table. Then he took the glass from Elena.
“I think we need to move these.”
“Are we really going to do this?”
“Only if you want.” Jason gulped. “If you want me to stop…”
“Just shut the door.” Elena nodded towards the still-open door. “There’s a lock on it as well. I don’t fancy giving any of the boys a show.”
It took a moment for her words to sink in. Jason nearly tripped over his feet as he went over to Elena’s desk to put down glass and bottle. Then he hurried over to the door and shut it with a bang, his fingers fumbling with the lock. Once it finally clicked, he turned back to Elena.
She had slid off the table and was taking off her T-shirt, revealing a simple black sports bra. Her breasts seemed to be straining against the fabric. Jason could feel his cock pressing against the zipper of his pants as he watched her slide her hands over her breasts and down her hips.
“I must be insane.” Her voice was barely audible as she started to push her yoga pants down. “I don’t have sex at work.”
“Technically, you’re off the clock.” Jason was surprised he could actually speak. He crossed the room and hauled her to him, helping her push her yoga pants down before cupping her center. He watched as her eyes darkened. “You’re allowed a bit of fun yourself.”
“By having sex with my boss?”
Jason smiled as brushed his lips over hers. “Right now, I’m not your boss.”
He didn’t let her respond as he kissed her, urging her to open her mouth before diving in with his tongue. Elena’s hands were everywhere as he pressed her against the table, furiously unbuttoning his shirt as Jason’s hand worked under her panties. Elena squealed as he slipped a finger inside her, her hips jerking against his hands, and her fingers momentarily stuttered on his shirt. She was so warm and tight, and Jason could feel his body stiffening at the thought of being inside her. He wanted to feel her close around his cock as he took her, wanted to hear her moans in his ears.
Doing this as a slow act was not going to happen now. Jason didn’t think he could wait, not with the way she was tugging at his shirt, almost tearing at the fabric.
Elena was starting to moan louder, even with his mouth covering hers. Jason broke the kiss and watched her face as he moved his fingers, changing the angle slightly. She let out a little cry, her fingers digging into his arms so much he was sure there was going to be bruises left behind.
She looked amazing coming apart in his arms. Jason held her as she shuddered through her climax, her head falling back as a flush spread up over her chest, neck and face. She was breathing heavily, sounding like she was gasping for breath. Jason traced his lips down her neck and to her breasts, sucking on her nipples through her bra. Her hands clamped onto his head, her fingers going through his hair, her moan getting louder and longer. Jason wondered absently if anyone was going to hear them and come to investigate.
He wasn’t going to open the door to them. Not when he had Elena coming apart in his arms.
She slumped back onto the table, catching herself before she nearly fell off the other side. Her chest heaved as she gasped. Her hips trembled as Jason withdrew his hand and fumbled with his pants to release himself.
The exploration of her body could wait until later. Preferably when they wouldn’t be disturbed by anyone in the building.
Tugging her panties down and freeing one of her legs, Jason yanked her forward until she was flat on her back and her hips were right on the edge of the table. Then he pressed his cock into her with one smooth thrust, holding her hips still as he settled into her body. Elena moaned as her back arched off the table, her legs clamping around Jason’s waist. She was moving against him, and Jason had barely done anything.
Pinning her down by her hips, Jason began to move, starting with a rhythm that simply rocked them together, and then he climbed to a faster speed that made Elena’s breasts bounce with each thrust. He pushed her bra off and grasped them in his hands, pinching her nipples in time to his thrusts. Elena mewed and her head fell back off the table, her legs seeming to urge Jason to fuck her hard.
Jason was only happy to oblige. He jack-hammered his hips, their bodies slapping together as the table squeaked and shifted across the floor. They were probably making plenty of noise for anyone else on the floor below to hear.
And Jason didn’t care. Not with his orgasm so close.
Elena came a moment before he did, her hands clamping onto his wrists as her whole body stiffened before she shuddered and collapsed onto the table. A moment later, the sensations of Jason’s climax washed over him, and for a second the room started to tilt. He slumped over, catching himself before he squashed her. His heart was racing so much he felt like he had been running a marathon.
For a moment, neither of them moved or spoke. Then he was aware of Elena speaking.
“We went through all that and I didn’t get to undress you properly.”
Jason chuckled. “We’ll need to go elsewhere for that. Then you can undress me as slowly or as quickly as you want.”
“You promise?” Elena shoved her hands under his shirt and stroked his chest. “I want to touch everything.”
“I promise.” Jason lowered his head and kissed her. “Anything you want.”
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