My mind is mush today thanks to all the learning about Cisco phones I did.
I was originally going to write in REALLY BIG LETTERS and write an apology but then I had this idea pop into my head. MOAR SMUT! Geez, maybe I should write a romance novel…
Frustration sizzled through her veins as she looked at the phone. He had cancelled on her again, citing something more important. Sighing in a fit of pique, she tossed the phone back down on her desk and kicked back in her chair.
“He should suffer for this.” She murmured. A rather dangerous, but fun idea popped in her head, and she fired off a text to him.
It was simple.
“What r u wearing? I’m wearing those panties you bought me the last time…” She grinned, knowing that he would respond, and she would have a great afternoon torturing him through texts during his meetings. Then, feeling even more like a brat, she snuck off to the bathroom and quickly snapped a picture, before sending it to him. “See?” she typed.
She didn’t expect to see him come barging into her office a few minutes later, lust in his eyes, and to have her hand grabbed has he pulled her away from her co-workers.
“I’m taking an early lunch!” she called out as they went off. She didn’t expect him to push her against the mirrored elevator, kissing her mouth bruisingly, his hands snaking up her top and into the bra that she wore. She didn’t expect to feel his hardening erection against her as he continued to plunder her mouth, his hands exploring.
She had to take a breath when they landed on the ground floor. He grabbed her hand, led her out of the elevator, and through the back doors of the office building. She gladly let herself be led, her body singing. He took her through the crowded streets, towards what looked like a small building. Opening the door, he pulled her in and shut the door, looking around furitively.
“No one here.” He growled, before falling upon her once again like a starving man. Hands and lips where everywhere as he pinched at her nipples, and rubbed at her through her jeans. She groaned, her hands finding his ass and grabbing it, grinding him into her.
“More…!” she hissed, She was on fire, and he was the only one who could quench it. His fingers deftly undid her pants and he yanked them down, his eyes lust crazed. Falling to her knees, he tongued her folds through the material, his fingers pumping her, preparing her. When he was sure she was ready, he ripped off the scrap of material before freeing himself and bending her over, pushing into her.
She groaned, feeling him fill her. He continued to thrust against her, pulling her back against him. “Tease me…” he grunted, sliding his hand down to play with her body. He teased her fingers over her clitoris and the small piece of jewellery she had there, pressing and flicking it in time with his motions. He began to find his release, biting into her shoulder as he came.
They stood against each other, catching breath, when he slid out of her and grabbed her now ruined panties. Using them to clean himself off, he stuffed them in his pocket with a wicked smirk.
“That’s what you get. Now you have to deal with the scent and feel of me for the rest of the day!” A devilish glint filled his eyes as he kissed her again, his tongue battling with hers for a few moments before he pulled away and slipped out of the building.
She sighed. It was the third or fourth pair she had lost this month because of her teasing. At least, she thought, this pair was cheaper than the last few he ruined! She replaced her clothing and wandered back to the office, making a pit stop at a restroom to fix herself up. She was already plotting how to spin him up again…