I looked up at him, awed at the primal lust on display. He was beautiful in all his horny glory, a beast that had come to have his way with his prey.
He practically tore off my bra, exposing my breasts, feasting on them like he was starving. I ran my hand down his back, feeling the incredible muscles beneath his suit, reveling in his hunger for my body.
I gasped when his lips wrapped around an erect nipple, his free hand reaching down beneath my skirt and rubbing me through my now soaked panties.
"Ohh,” I groaned, holding onto his hair tightly, enjoying the feel of him sucking on my nipples and massaging me at the same time.
My nipples proved not enough to sate his incredible hunger, as he drifted down to my waist and quickly removed my skirt and panties in one swift motion.
I cried out once again when his mouth completely covered my * and he began his feast. Looking up at me with those intense eyes of his, he held onto my thighs as I squirmed all over Christine’s desk.
“Fuck!” I cried, squirming, sprawling my arms out behind me, knocking the last bit of items off the desk. I was bucking like a wild animal, but I was no match for Tyler’s strength. He held my lower body in place, his lips stuck to me like glue. “Oh my God!”
Two fingers slipped inside me slowly, my stomach clamping down in response to his furious assault. My breathing quickened, and a thunderstorm was brewing inside my belly, ready to unleash its fury.
My toes curled up and my eyes rolled back inside my head as Tyler continued his onslaught, flicking his tongue up and down on my clit. "Shit!" I cried, grabbing a handful of his hair and clinging on for dear life. "I'm coming!”
Emboldened, the bastard went in harder, faster, giving me all his powerful jaws could muster until I could hold on no longer.
I blacked out momentarily. My own cries were the first thing I heard a moment later as I convulsed all over his face. He continued to hold my lower body in place, his whole mouth still clamped down on me, taking all of me in.
After the last tremor ran through my thighs, he finally let me go and stood up.
“That was intense,” I said weakly, sweat covering my forehead. “I’d forgotten how skilled you were with that mouth of yours.”
Tyler grinned at me, wiping his face with the back of his hand. “That I am.” A huge bulge was pressing against his black pants, a sign that he wasn’t done with me. “But I’m only just getting started.” He took off his blazer and then swiftly unbuttoned his dress shirt and flared it open, showing off his fabulous six pack. On impulse, I ran my fingers along the hard lines of his abs, marveling at how well-defined they were.
Sometimes I thought Tyler’s body had been sculpted by God himself, it was so exquisite. He grinned at me, loving every minute of my admiration of his body.
He pulled back, dropping his pants around his ankles, his big cock bouncing out and up and down. I yearned to slide down to my knees and take him in my mouth, but I knew Tyler had other plans for me.
"Are you ready?" he asked me, looking me in the eyes.
I wasn’t sure why he was asking. Of course I was ready. I wanted him to fuck me like no tomorrow.
“Of course I am,” I replied. “What’re you waiting for?”
Grinning, Tyler bent down to plant a kiss on my cheek. “That’s my girl,” he whispered in my ear.
He penetrated me fully in one deep thrust, his cock going to the hilt inside my canal.
I gasped.
Grabbing my breasts and squeezing them firmly, he began to slowly thrust in and out of me.
I can’t believe this, I thought. I’m getting fucked by Tyler Locklin in Christine’s office.
The thought faded away as Tyler thrust deeply once again, the friction of our bodies against the desk filling the room with sounds of creaking wood and the clap of flesh.
He pushed my legs back almost to my head, and I was thankful that I was pretty flexible. He leaned forward into me, breathing hard in my face and delivering passionate pecks to my lips every time he thrusted inward.
“Are you ready?” he asked me between thrusts, staring me deep in the eyes, his breathing labored, sweat beading down his forehead and dripping onto me.
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I was suddenly overcome with a range of emotions as his cock slid in and out of me. Pleasure. Pain. Happiness. Euphoria.
"Yes!" I choked, staring directly into his eyes and seeing only love reflected there. "I'm ready. I've been ready. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
Tyler nodded at me, and that mischievous grin I knew so well formed on his face. He released my legs, pulling me up against him, but making sure his cock didn’t slip out of me. “I’ve longed for this feeling once again,” he whispered. His thrusts became slower. Harder. Fuller. I ran my fingers up and down his back, and settled them on his firm ass, guiding him into me and encouraging him.
“Fuck me,” I whispered sweetly, eager to feel him explode inside me.
That did the trick.