Chapter 20 - Dave

Her body is lithe and soft under my hands. It feels better than I ever could have imagined to run my hands up and down her body, to feel her tits pressed up against me and taste her supple lips. I couldn’t let her walk out of the office. She’s wearing that tight white dress and all I can think about is ripping it off her.

I press her into the door and tear my lips away from hers, finding her neck and her earlobe, devouring her as my hands grip her waist, her hips, her ass. She grinds herself into me and I feel her hands grabbing onto my shoulders tightly.

A moan slips out of her lips and my already hard cock gets even harder. It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. It’s so quiet, almost a whisper in my ear as her body presses into me and I finally get to touch every part of her that I’ve been staring at for the past week.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this but it feels too good. I press my body into hers a little bit harder and she makes that sound again. My fingers sink into the flesh at her hips and I hear my breath get ragged. This is almost too much for me. She tastes even better than she smells, and her body fits into mine like we were made for each other.

I slip my hands around her back and feel that ass of hers, the ass that’s been taunting me from beneath her work uniform since I first laid eyes on her. I grip her ass and feel her grinding her body into me, and then in one smooth movement I lift her up. Her legs wrap around my waist and her arms hook themselves around my neck.

Turning around, I walk towards the desk. I can’t stop myself now, not that I want to. I place her down and crush my lips against hers. Her legs are still hooked around my waist, hiking her dress up around her hips. I reach down and feel her smooth skin from he knee up to her hip. My cock is straining against my pants as I lean down towards her. She wraps her legs around me tighter and I can feel the heat between them. I slip my finger between us and feel her soaked panties. I groan. There’s only a couple layers of fabric between the two of us.

I run my fingers up and down her panties and she makes that sound again. The second that little whimper escapes her lips I know I’m done. I hook my fingers around the waistband of her panties and rip them down her legs. She gasps and our eyes meet. I can see the surprise in her face, underlaid by a deep desire.

I feel it too. I want nothing more than to sink my cock deep inside her, to feel her walls gripping me tightly and have her wetness all over my cock. But as she looks at me, her surprise turns to pure lust as she bites her bottom lip seductively. I groan again and drop to my knees, placing her legs on my shoulders.

I start near her knee, gently kissing her inner thigh. I can hear - no, I can feel - every breath as she breathes in and out. Her exhales are punctuated by soft moans that are driving me wild. My face is inches from her slit as I kiss my way closer and closer. I feel her trembling in front of me and I hook my arms up around her thighs. My hands grip her thighs and I spread them wider.

She lets them fall open, leaning back on her elbows. My face hovers above her slit and I look up at her. Izzy’s mouth is half open, her eyes locked on me as she waits for me to taste her. She sighs.

“Please,” she breathes.

I don’t need to be asked twice. I dive into her, licking her slit in one smooth motion. My tongue finds her bud and I start circling it, gently at first and then faster, harder. I can feel her quivering with every movement I make.

Her sounds, her movements, her taste, her smell. It’s driving me insane. My cock has never been this hard. I desperately want her. I want to sheathe myself in her and let her take me from tip to hilt and hear her moans get louder until she’s screaming for more. But when I feel her tremble I can’t stop tasting her.

I’m not just tasting her, I’m devouring her. I’m licking and sucking and kissing and it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I never knew I could enjoy a woman like this before. Her moans are louder as I lick her bud, moving my hand so my fingers are positioned at her opening.

I keep lapping up her essence as my fingers tease her opening. And then I hear something even better than that first soft moan. She gasps loudly and then lets out a long, low moan. My cock pulses in my pants. Her thighs clench, her hips buck up towards me. I smile and dive my head deeper towards her, letting my fingers tease her opening around and around until her wetness is dripping out of her.

“Dave,” she says, and then stops.

“What?” I breathe, only lifting my head for a second.

“Don’t tease me.”

She’s breathless. Her eyes are closed and her back is arching. I can see her body trembling. She’s been tortured enough, I decide, and I slip two fingers inside her. I feel her body relax into the sensation and I groan as her walls grip down on my fingers. She’s slick with desire and I keep twirling my tongue all around her bud.

I know the precum is beading at the tip of my cock, soaking my underwear but I don’t want to stop. Giving this woman pleasure is the most erotic thing I’ve ever done. I slip my fingers in and out and lick her clit until her back arches and her hips are bucking. Her thighs clench my shoulders.

When I find that spot, that spot at the front of her pussy where the skin is a little bit rougher, when I find that little spot I feel her explode. She convulses and trembles under me, her walls clamp my fingers like I’ve never felt before and her wetness gushes out of her. She’s making the most amazing sounds I’ve ever heard, her breath is ragged and she’s saying my name and I don’t immediately realise that I’m moaning along with her.

It’s not until her body goes limp that I lift my head and slowly slip my fingers out of her. She lifts her head up and opens her eyes. They’re half-closed, unfocused and cloudy. She brings a hand up and brushes the hair away from her face.

She’s beautiful. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I’ve just made her come. I lift myself up and lean over her, bringing my lips to hers. I kiss her like I’ve never kissed anyone before. Our lips seem to know each other. They dance together and the thought of us both tasting her juices almost sends me over the edge. Her arms wrap around my neck and she lets out that moan again.

“That was nice,” she says almost shyly.

“Yeah,” I grin. “It was.”