This is a follow up of my first submission, "Her Awakened Desire".
She awoke with a start. Damn these dreams. She had been plagued by the memory of that night. It had been weeks and the memory of him, of his touch, was burned into her very soul. No matter how hard she tried, she could not shake the hold that he still had on her.
She knew that it was useless to try to sleep anymore. Today was going to be another one of those days. To top everything off, she had a meeting with the corporate office advisers to discuss company policies and procedures. She might as well get up and get ready.
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She walked into her office and was greeted by her secretary.
"Good morning!! Everything is ready and in the conference room for the meeting. I just wanted to let you know that one of the advisers came in early to meet with you beforehand. He will be up in a few minutes."
She thanked her secretary and made her way to her office. Hopefully she had time to gather some things together before she had to meet with him. After a few minutes her secretary brought her coffee and told her that the adviser had arrived.
"Thank you, please show him in. Hold my calls and visitors until we are finished."
She had her back turned toward the door when he entered.
"Please have a seat. I will be with you in just a moment" she said.
When she received no response, she turned around. She suddenly felt very faint. He was here, in her office. Surely she was hallucinating. All of the memories and dreams flashed through her mind and she could feel the rush of heat flood her face. He was leaning against the closed door. Damn, no one should look that good. He was dressed in a dark charcoal suit that was tailored perfectly to his muscular body. He looked like he should be on the cover of GQ. She could do nothing but stare at him.
He just stood there, drinking in the sight of her. She was more beautiful than he remembered. She had her chestnut locks spiraling down her back. Her dress caressed her body in all the right places. He had thought of nothing else but her and the night that he had spent ravishing her body. Just thinking of crushing her against his body was enough to get him hard. Today was going to be a very good day.
"It's very good to see you. How have you been lately?" By the look on her face, he knew exactly how she had been.
" I've been fine, thank you. How can I help you?"
"I was hoping to pick up where we left off a few weeks ago," he said as he locked her door behind him.
He sauntered over toward her languidly. No, it was happening all over again. She had to do something, anything, to keep him from getting to her.
"I'm sorry that is not an option. This will be nothing more than a meeting between professional," she said defiantly.
He clicked his tongue and smirked at her words. The closer he got, the further she backed away from him. She was stopped by her desk and he was in front of her in an instant. He brought his hand up to her flushed face and caressed her lightly. Her breathing quickened at his touch. She closed her eyes and leaned into his hand. He closed the gap between their bodies and placed a soft kiss on her mouth.
"Please don't do this to me again," she said after breaking the embrace.
He placed his hand on the small of her back and pulled her up against his hardened body. She could feel his erection through the thin material of her dress. His response was to thread his fingers in her hair and pull her back to his waiting mouth. He kissed and nipped at her lips with his teeth until she opened for him.
"You taste even better than I remember," he said between the small kisses that he placed along her neck and shoulder.
He grazed his hand down her arm to her heaving chest. She moaned against his ear; it felt so good. It was better than the dreams that plagued her at night. He pushed his knee in between her thighs and pushed them apart.
"Please don't do this. Not here." But he ignored her. He moved his hand down her side and hips. Slowly he inched her dress up to her waist. The desire that he ignited within her kept her from stopping him. No matter how hard she tried to convince herself that she didn't want this, she knew it was a lie.
He knelt in front of her and pulled her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them without resistance. He placed light kisses up her thigh, inching his way toward her throbbing cunt. When his lips touched her she leaned back onto her desk and moaned with delight. She spread her legs further to allow him better access to her.
He licked and sucked her mound gently. His inserted his fingers deep within her, never once letting up on her clit. In and out he pushed into her. She weaved her fingers through his hair so she could shove his face harder against her cunt. She was so close to cumming.
"That feels so good. Don't stop." She breathed.
He quickened the pace of his tongue and fingers. Within minutes she was writhing against him and trying not to scream out loud. She was afraid that her secretary would hear. Her orgasm gushed over his face. After the climax subsided, he stood and kissed her gently.
