the second i didn’t stop him, he slid his hand higher up my thigh, pushing my skirt up so slow it was making me insane. i could
feel
how wet i was already, n he def noticed bc he smirked n was like, “damn, u really wanted this huh?” i wanted to act all cool but my brain was straight up mush at that point.
he lifted me up n sat me on my desk, pushing my laptop out of the way. i gasped a little bc i knew it was so fucking risky like we could literally get fired for this but that just made it hotter. i spread my legs, n he ran his fingers over my panties, teasing me n watching my face like he was memorizing every reaction.
“been thinkin abt this since u started workin here,” he murmured, sliding my panties to the side n dragging his fingers over me.
i was done. i grabbed his belt, unbuckled it, n pulled his cock out. it was big like, the kind that makes u pause for a sec bc u kno ur abt to be ruined. he pushed my legs wider n slid inside me, slow at first, then harder when he saw how badly i needed it.
i was gripping the edge of my desk, trying so hard not to moan too loud bc the cleaning crew was still on another floor. he had one hand on my throat, the other on my hip, fucking me so deep i nearly knocked a stack of files over. i came so hard my whole body went limp, n he had to hold me up while he finished inside me.
after, we just sat there, catching our breath. he kissed my neck, zipped up, n smirked. “hope u don’t mind stayin late more often.”
i think i’m officially addicted to fucking at work.
