How willingly she exposes herself to me, with a total lack of inhibition that brings me to my knees.
When she finally quiets, her grasp on me easing, I lift my head. Her eyelids flutter open. Her pupils are huge, almost indistinguishable from the darkened brown irises.
Placing my hands under each of her arms, I slide her up the sofa, then impatiently drag my T-shirt over my head and tug my sweatpants off completely. All under her watchful gaze.
Finally, as naked as she is, I climb up her body, positioning myself between her legs, using my good arm to hold as much of my weight off her as possible. I might struggle to walk, but like this, lying on top of her, my injury is negligible.
“Now we can fuck.” It’s half question, half statement, and when she smiles angelically up at me and opens her legs wider, I sink slowly into her heat. Inch by inch, her walls stretch around me, tight and wet. Katie feels fucking amazing.
Burying my face in her neck, I growl her name in pleasure.
Katie tilts her hips, and I sink deeper into heaven. Rocking gently is all I’m capable of doing without losing my load.
“Don’t move until I tell you to,” I demand on a raspy breath. She stills, and I mumble, “Good girl,” before trailing kisses up her neck and to her sweet lips.
Our kisses are soft, a mere brushing of our lips together, but that doesn’t last long. Soon I’m sucking her bottom lip, and she’s nipping at mine, our kisses more demanding. I begin to move my hips in a slow pistoning motion. I want this feeling to last, but maybe I’m not going to. Or, judging by the way Katie’s nails are now digging into my shoulders, maybe she won’t be able to.
I draw my hips back slightly, then thrust them forward again, driving hard into her body. Her “Ahh” as I hit balls deep encourages me to do it again. I want to hear her low moan of pleasure on repeat. I pump into her three more times, and each time, her walls tighten around my dick, squeezing me, taking me closer to release.
I brace my upper body on one arm, glad this is one area of my body that isn’t diminished. Then, with my other hand, I tug on her nipple. I know how sensitive her tits are to my touch, and I’m willing to exploit this knowledge. My rhythm increases, our bodies coming together forcefully, more frenzied and out of control.
Her gasping breaths intermingle with desperate cries for more. I give her more, yet still she begs. I want to give her everything.
Another plunge into her.
A punishing pinch of her nipple.
And my balls draw up. I can’t hold back anymore. But I don’t have to, as her knees grip my waist tightly and she screams out my name with her orgasm.
I’m coming long and hard too, thick streams shooting from my body into the condom. Our release as one. My vision blurs. Nothing else exists but this woman in this exquisite moment.
Drained and exhausted, I collapse on top of her with an “Oomph.” My arms shake, weak, sapped of all strength and no longer able to support my upper body.
“Wow! You are kind of heavy,” comes Katie’s muffled voice from under me.
“Shit.” I separate from her, then roll to the side. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to squash you.”
She giggles. It’s a light tinkling sound that makes me want to say something clever so she’ll do it again. But all I’ve got is, “Are you okay?”
“Perfect,” she replies a little drowsily as she turns on her side and throws an arm and leg over my body. I like this, even if our movements are restricted by the small sofa. I’ve never been a big fan of snuggling with a woman after we’ve fucked, but I really do like having Katie sprawled over me. The strength in my arms has returned, and I pull her in closer.
Comfortably entwined, I feel like we should talk about what just happened. How did a contract discussion turn into steamy hot sex?
“Katie?”
“Hmm?” she murmurs into my chest.
“Do you want to talk about what just happened? Because I think our business relationship just got a lot more complicated.” My head is beginning to clear, and it’s important I know where we stand here. We probably should have had this chat before we decided to fuck each other’s brains out. But it’s too late for that now.
Katie leans up and away from me slightly. Distractingly, her beautiful tits are visible, and I want to run my tongue over her nipples again. She draws a deep breath in and they brush against my upper body.
“Drew, look at me. What just happened was two consenting adults coming together in a moment of passion. This has nothing to do with business and everything to do with pleasure. I have no trouble drawing a hard line between business and pleasure. Do you?” Katie’s little speech is delivered in what I expect is her boss lady voice. It’s firm and clear, with a heavy coating ofdon’t mess with me. It’s hard to believe this is the same woman who, minutes ago, came apart in my arms, not once but twice.
I let her words sink in before replying. “I’ve no trouble at all understanding the difference between business and what we just did, which was pure pleasure. I’m glad we’re clear. But I do have one question; can we do this again?” I point a finger back and forth between us.
She smiles, and it lights up her face. “Of course.”
“Great. How about a shower first?”
