suit.
“Serena…” He said with
a strangled gasp.
I knew what he wanted
but I backed up, “You said…”
“I know what I said.”
In two steps, he was
over to me, his hands grabbing my waist, his lips on mine and his tongue in my
mouth. He was kissing me again, I realized. I knew I should stop him — he had
just told me a mere ten minutes ago we couldn’t do this and we were already back
at it like school children. But my need was so deep for him that my resolve
crumbled. So did his, by the way he was taking off my shirt and my bra off
quickly, moaning and rubbing my breasts.
“Your meeting…” I
gasped as his hands ran over my chest.
“Don’t care, they can
wait.” He whispered.
I tried not to lose my
head, “But what we just…we just…”
His hands were gliding
over my breasts again and he pinched one of my nipples, “It’s wrong. I know.”
“It is wrong.” I said
as his lips went around my nipples and I threw my head back and moaned.
All discussions stopped
after that. We established that it was wrong. That was all we needed to do. I
started taking off his suit. It was cumbersome and long to take off and harder
to focus on taking it off as his hands slipped into my panties. He slid a
finger into my wetness and I sighed, my legs shaking. Gently, he pushed me onto
the bed. His tie was half off and he threw it to the floor, along with taking
off his shirt.
“Stay there.” He said
to me in a gruff tone and I obeyed.
Bradley got down on his
knees, his fingers trailing along my waist. My whole body was shaking now. He
moved his hands up to my panties and slid them down slowly. I felt myself
blushing. It had been so long since anyone had…
He slid a finger in me
and I arched my back, moaning loudly. Bradley leaned forward and then his mouth
was on me. The pleasure spread throughout my body in waves. My hips bucked as
he worked on me, my moans growing louder. Bradley was relentless. He didn’t
stop and I didn’t want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop. His fingers
pumped in me and his mouth worked on me. Closer, closer…
“Bradley…” I moaned and
rocked my hips.
I started to orgasm
right there and my moans got louder. The pleasure wracked my body and I shook
all over. After a full minute of shaking, I stopped and laid there on the bed.
My body shook on and off and my breathing was ragged. I closed my eyes for a
second until I felt Bradley pull me down to the edge of the bed. He was hard
against his boxers. I wiggled down off the bed, in front of him. I slid down to
my knees on the floor, looking up at him. He ran his hands through my hair and
I slid down his boxers slowly.
His manhood was thick
and large, throbbing with desire. I ran my tongue up and down his length slowly
and looked up at him, making eye contact. He murmured my name and I took
him in my mouth. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft and took as much
of him as I could in my mouth.
I rolled my tongue
around, glancing up at him occasionally. His eyes were closed and he was
moaning. I worked him more and in a few minutes, he was thrusting in my mouth.
I took him the best I could until he was moaning my name. He threw his head
back and he moaned, shuddering, coming.
He filled up my mouth
and I swallowed as quickly as I could. I finished taking him and looked up at
him. Bradley stumbled to the bed and laid there, breathing hard. I slid back up
to the bed, lying next to him as well, closing my eyes.
“We didn’t technically
break the rules.” He mumbled in my ear.
I laughed with my eyes
closed, feeling the warmth of his body next to me, “What are we going to do?”
His phone rang, but he
ignored it, “What do you mean?”
I didn’t want to ruin
the moment but I opened my eyes, looking at him, “We agreed it was a bad
idea…for us to sleep together. Because we don’t know anything about each other.
Because we work together. You still think that?”
Bradley looked at me
with those eyes of his that