Office Hours by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Amazon: B005NJC9WA
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2011-06-19T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

“Do you think we’ll make it home in time for Monday?” Anya hoped not. She loved the tender way he was stroking her naked back. “That feels nice,” she purred, arching into his touch.

He chuckled. “I have no idea if we’ll make it home. Do you care, Anya?” His hand curved over her arse, slapping the flesh, making her moan.

“I could stay here forever,” she admitted, groaning with each of his caresses over her body.

“You’ve the softest skin I’ve ever felt.” He rolled her over so her breasts were in clear view of his hungry gaze.

Anya gasped as his large hands cupped her left breast, tweaking the nipple.

“So responsive.” With heavy-lidded eyes, she watched him move, rummaging through discarded clothing until he found the two beautiful, glittering butterfly nipple clips. She lay frozen, curious, waiting to see what he’d do next.

He lay back next to her.

“These are the prettiest clamps I’ve ever seen on a woman.” He spoke the truth.

“You’ve seen a lot?”

He smiled mysteriously at the question.

Anya’s hands curled into the fabric of the carpet beneath her back. She groaned out loud, a throaty sound echoing round the walls as he placed a clip delicately on each beading nipple. The sensation shot straight to her pussy. He opened her legs so she was blatantly on display. She watched him as he gazed at her, the juices flowing. He tugged on the hanging butterfly. Anya whimpered, cupping her own ass so she wouldn’t interfere with what he was doing to her. She could feel her juices running into the crease of her arse, moistening her forbidden entrance.

“You like that, sweetheart?” he groaned in her ear, pulling on a clip. She bit her lip, tasting blood. “Don’t hurt yourself.” He pressed a thumb between her lips, making her suck on him. His other thumb pressed on her clit, her essence coating his thumb. She thrust her pelvis up to meet his hands, already feeling the building of orgasm. Unexpectedly, he OFFICE HOURS

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released the clip. Screaming, Anya went over the edge, the dual sensation creating an unbelievable orgasm that lasted and lasted. As she started to come down from the high, he released the other clip, sending her hurtling into another screaming orgasm.

She came to several minutes later to find him smiling down at her. A cheeky grin that made him incredibly sexy.

“You’re back with me?”

She wouldn’t be embarrassed.

“That was amazing,” she complimented him. “Can I ask you something?” She needed to know.

“Anything.”

“I’ve heard rumours you’re shit in bed. Why?” She searched his face for any change.

Still smiling, he spoke. “I take it I meet your high standards?” He stuck two fingers inside her cunt.

Gasping, knowing he was evading the question, she said, “I know what I like and I’m not ashamed of the fact.”

“I created them on purpose.” He twisted his fingers making her writhe in pleasure.

“You were purposefully awful in bed?” She panted, confusion filled her eyes.

“I’d take a woman home, she’d try to make all the right noises, I’d realise she was faking it.

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