David’s hands felt so good all around her. Lisabeth had never known this kind of feeling with anyone else, only with him. No one else even came close. David was the only man she ever wanted in her life. With his hands running down her back, gripping her ass, moving her against the desk, she gave herself up to his embrace. Her pussy was on fire, her nipples tight.

This was her first time, but there was no way this could be stopped.

Running her hands down the front of his pants, she cupped his cock, feeling how hard he was. Every single part of him was muscular, but his cock felt so amazing.

I want him inside me.

He lifted her up, and the stuff on his desk fell to the floor in heaps. Their kiss didn’t break, not even for a second. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and then his hand was on her pussy, and fire built inside her.

“Has any man touched this pretty little cunt, Lisabeth?” he asked.

“No,” she moaned, desperate for his touch, needing whatever he could give her.

His lips trailed a path down her neck, sucking on the pulse right at the base.

He slid his fingers beneath the fabric. A single digit pressed between her slit, touching her clit.

Closing her eyes, she leaned back, crying out as his touch made her ache. This shouldn’t be happening here but she couldn’t make him stop, not even if she wanted to. For a long time she’d been imagining this, craving it. This was her secret, the only one she didn’t share with Rachel, her best friend in the entire world.

“You’re so fucking wet for me.”

“Yes. I want you, David.”

“Show me your tits.”

He tugged off his jacket, and she pulled her shirt up over her head, tossing it to the floor. David took over, easing the cups of her bra beneath her tits. Gripping the edge of his shirt, she pulled it open, running her hands up his smooth chest. He was everything she’d imagined and then some.

“Fuck, that feels good.”

David pressed her tits together, flicking the tips with his tongue. She gasped as he bit down. The pain sent a shockwave of pleasure rushing through her.

“More, please.”

He moved to the next nipple, biting and sucking. The pain was almost so much that she couldn’t stand it but she also couldn’t push him away. Sinking her fingers into his hair, she held him in place, thrusting her chest up to his mouth.

His hands dropped from her tits, caressing down her stomach before landing between her spread thighs. He stroked between her slit, sliding across her clit before moving down to circle her entrance then coming back up.

“I need to taste you.”

Before she could stop him, he’d dropped to his knees. The height of the desk provided him the perfect angle. She stared down at him as he moved her thighs, spreading them wide.

Once again she noticed how large his hands were. They made her feel so small and delicate. She loved how protected she felt in his arms. He was a strong man who’d easily be able to take care of her. It was strange to think of something like that, but that’s what it felt like being in his company. Like David could take on the world, and that was what she relished. He was amazing to be around.

She cried out as his mouth landed on her pussy. He’d already tugged off her panties, pulling them from her body. She didn’t even know where they were.

She stared down at him between her thighs, his tongue dancing across her pussy. Closing her eyes, she moaned as he sucked her clit into his mouth, his teeth creating that small shot of pain that she loved, then licking her with his tongue. Each stroke took her senses to the next level.

She’d brought herself to orgasm plenty of times but nothing had ever felt this amazing to her, and she’d not even reached her climax.

His grip tightened on her thighs as he continued to lick and suck at her pussy.

“I knew you’d taste so good. The best fucking pussy in the world.” He licked her clit and she couldn’t respond. Leaning back on his desk, she couldn’t believe he had her spread out on top, licking her pussy.

Closing her eyes, she basked in each stroke, imagining his cock. Would he have her get to her knees so that she could suck him? Lick him? Her mouth watered, and she wanted a taste of him.

As he continued to lick her clit, she thought about him forcing her to the floor, opening his pants, presenting his large dick to her. Damn, that would be fucking amazing, having him shove his big cock between her lips, demanding that she suck it.

Just the thought of his dominating her was too much. Within seconds she came, screaming his name, rocking her pussy onto his face as her release crashed over her, sending her hurtling into a sea of beauty and pleasure. It was exactly how she thought it would be. A million times better than achieving pleasure with her own hand.

When it was over, she opened her eyes and sat up on the desk. David was still on his knees. His tongue licked his lips, tasting her. His chin glistened with her juices.

It looked so sexy, so hot.

“I could lick your pussy all day long,” he said. His fingers stroked over the lips of her sex as he said it.

She didn’t care about her nakedness as she climbed off the desk, and felt no need to cover herself. Cupping his face, she tilted his head back and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips, and finding it fucking sexy to do so.

She slid her tongue into his mouth, both moaning as she pressed her body against him, needing all the contact she could get.

Words were not necessary as she broke the kiss and took his hand. He didn’t say a word as she led him toward his office sofa. Pushing him onto it, she flicked the catch of her bra, throwing it to the floor.

Next, she wriggled out of her skirt. Moving toward the door of his office, she flicked the lock in place.

Completely naked, she stared at him.

“You asked me once if there was a man for me.”

“No, I asked if there was a boy.”

“There’s no boy.” She walked toward him, swinging her hips, her tits bouncing with each step she took.

Once she stood in front of him again, she gripped his thighs and knelt on the floor before him. Placing her hands on his knees, she spread them wide, sliding her hands up to grip his belt. Releasing the loop and the buckle, she pulled down the zipper and smiled at him.

“There’s only one man that I’ve wanted, David.” She eased his cock out. “He’s been in my dreams for years but I didn’t think I stood a chance with him. You see, he’s my best friend’s dad.” She wrapped her fingers around his dick, sliding the head down, and flicked the pre-cum from the tip, tasting him.

“You wanted me?”

“Always. You’ve been in my fantasies for a long time. You got me through high school and college. Imagining being with you is what got me through a lot of long days.” She took the tip of his cock into her mouth and sucked him until he hit the back of her throat.

David released a growl. His fingers sank into her hair and she stared up at him as she took him once again, gagging on his dick.

“Does Rachel know?” he asked.

“No. No one knows. Just you and me.”

This time she closed her eyes as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. With each suck on his cock, he seemed to get bigger, swelling within her mouth. What she couldn’t take in her mouth, she gripped with her hand, working him up and down, listening to his moans, finding out what made him gasp, moan, whimper. She wanted to give David everything, to explore every single hidden desire that she had. Everything she had and wanted was for this man. If only he gave her a chance.