his face appeared in the mirror behind her. “What are you doing? This is the ladies’ room.”
He nuzzled the side of her neck and she felt her panties grow damp. She clenched her fists and fought back the desire already curling through her veins. With him, the slightest touch sent her over the edge. Just a look and she was dripping wet, ready for him. If it didn’t feel so good, it would be painful.
“You’re avoiding me. I’ve missed you.” Andre closed his eyes as he spoke and her heart warmed. I’ve missed you, too . Ambushing her at work wasn’t her preferred method of contact but she hadn’t allowed him any other choice. She’d turned off her phone and he didn’t know where she lived. He was reaching out to her the only way he could.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say yet. Things were never supposed to go so far between us.”
“I know. One night.” He sounded angry. Casey turned to meet the harsh flint of his gaze in the mirror. They looked like an advertisement themselves, his dark European good looks against the staunch conservatism of her proper high-necked blouse and pencil skirt. He followed her eyes in the mirror down to where her bottom pressed back against his groin. His cock hardened and pressed against the crack of her ass, and she hummed in delight and pushed back against it.
“I could take you just like this.” His head lifted and their gazes met in the mirror. What he saw there must have pleased him because he smiled craftily and walked over to the door, flipping the top latch with a loud click.
Casey shook her head rapidly as he stalked back to her, knowing even as the protest rose to her lips that it was useless. She’d been without him for two days. Two whole days. Her system cried out for a fix, her pussy already clenching in anticipation of his possession. She could deny it all day but they both knew she wanted this. Needed this.
“Put your hands on the sink.” Andre placed her hands against the cool surface of the counter. She sucked in quick, uneven breaths as his hands trailed over her back down to the curve of her bottom. He lifted her skirt quickly and folded it up over her back.
His hands shook slightly as he peeled her thin panties down her legs. “ Dio , your scent drives me crazy.” She stepped out of them carefully and watched as he brought the cotton to his nose and inhaled. “If I could bottle this I would make a fortune.”
He tucked her panties in the interior pocket of his suit jacket and she knew she wouldn’t be getting them back. Forcing her to work the rest of the day bare-assed was something he probably found amusing. He would no doubt find it a fitting punishment for ignoring his calls and denying him her body.
“Spread your legs.” Andre pushed her forward and stepped between her outstretched legs, forcing her to brace them wider. He reached down and unzipped his slacks in a hurried movement. “It’s been two days. Too long,” he muttered. She wasn’t even sure he was talking to her anymore, so much as speaking aloud.
“I can’t go this long without you again.” He thrust inside her and she cried out at the sudden shocking invasion. He pulled back and stroked into her again, pressing hard until he sank in all the way. With his back covering hers, his arms holding her down, she felt completely overpowered. Completely overwhelmed.
“Say you’ll stay with me.” He reached between their legs and cradled her with his palm, the heel of his hand tight against her clit. She whimpered at the hot coil of pressure building beneath his hand, her desire spiraling out from the hard pistoning movement of his cock to the gentle rocking pressure of his palm. His strokes varied in speed but they were all deep, forceful reminders of something she couldn’t deny.
He commanded her body in a way no one ever had. He held the key to all her physical desires as if she were a treasure box that only he could unlock.
He
He nuzzled the side of her neck and she felt her panties grow damp. She clenched her fists and fought back the desire already curling through her veins. With him, the slightest touch sent her over the edge. Just a look and she was dripping wet, ready for him. If it didn’t feel so good, it would be painful.
“You’re avoiding me. I’ve missed you.” Andre closed his eyes as he spoke and her heart warmed. I’ve missed you, too . Ambushing her at work wasn’t her preferred method of contact but she hadn’t allowed him any other choice. She’d turned off her phone and he didn’t know where she lived. He was reaching out to her the only way he could.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say yet. Things were never supposed to go so far between us.”
“I know. One night.” He sounded angry. Casey turned to meet the harsh flint of his gaze in the mirror. They looked like an advertisement themselves, his dark European good looks against the staunch conservatism of her proper high-necked blouse and pencil skirt. He followed her eyes in the mirror down to where her bottom pressed back against his groin. His cock hardened and pressed against the crack of her ass, and she hummed in delight and pushed back against it.
“I could take you just like this.” His head lifted and their gazes met in the mirror. What he saw there must have pleased him because he smiled craftily and walked over to the door, flipping the top latch with a loud click.
Casey shook her head rapidly as he stalked back to her, knowing even as the protest rose to her lips that it was useless. She’d been without him for two days. Two whole days. Her system cried out for a fix, her pussy already clenching in anticipation of his possession. She could deny it all day but they both knew she wanted this. Needed this.
“Put your hands on the sink.” Andre placed her hands against the cool surface of the counter. She sucked in quick, uneven breaths as his hands trailed over her back down to the curve of her bottom. He lifted her skirt quickly and folded it up over her back.
His hands shook slightly as he peeled her thin panties down her legs. “ Dio , your scent drives me crazy.” She stepped out of them carefully and watched as he brought the cotton to his nose and inhaled. “If I could bottle this I would make a fortune.”
He tucked her panties in the interior pocket of his suit jacket and she knew she wouldn’t be getting them back. Forcing her to work the rest of the day bare-assed was something he probably found amusing. He would no doubt find it a fitting punishment for ignoring his calls and denying him her body.
“Spread your legs.” Andre pushed her forward and stepped between her outstretched legs, forcing her to brace them wider. He reached down and unzipped his slacks in a hurried movement. “It’s been two days. Too long,” he muttered. She wasn’t even sure he was talking to her anymore, so much as speaking aloud.
“I can’t go this long without you again.” He thrust inside her and she cried out at the sudden shocking invasion. He pulled back and stroked into her again, pressing hard until he sank in all the way. With his back covering hers, his arms holding her down, she felt completely overpowered. Completely overwhelmed.
“Say you’ll stay with me.” He reached between their legs and cradled her with his palm, the heel of his hand tight against her clit. She whimpered at the hot coil of pressure building beneath his hand, her desire spiraling out from the hard pistoning movement of his cock to the gentle rocking pressure of his palm. His strokes varied in speed but they were all deep, forceful reminders of something she couldn’t deny.
He commanded her body in a way no one ever had. He held the key to all her physical desires as if she were a treasure box that only he could unlock.
He
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