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Lust like a Gun
He couldn't quiet place what had triggered this sin but as he ripped open her shirt he realised that he really didn't care. The sound of fabric tearing and her breathless gasps as he freed her of the confines of her clothes were enough to help him forget.
He couldn't recall the reasoning behind these entanglements but as she called out his name begging him to touch her there- to hold her so- it dawned on him he didn't want a reason. Her back collided roughly with the wall- he realised he only wanted one thing.
He couldn't think rationally but as she grinded her pelvis against his with a sense of desperation he accepted rationality wasn't needed. Her throaty groans and the canvas of her smooth skin were "what he needed. She was what he needed.
He didn't know the last thing he'd forgotten.
But it didn't matter.
"We're going to get caught" She hissed but her arms pulling his head towards her body as his lips attacked her collar bone as his hands made easy work of locating her hot spots forcing her to melt into his embrace.
"You want me to stop?" he muttered her in her ear smirking into her skin.
"Don't you dare..."She growled her teeth sinking into his shoulder, her nails scraping down his back when he tried to pull away.
He looped his hands under her body and hoisted her up to waist level, her legs winding around him immediately. With one swift movement he was dominating her in every way he wanted to.
Her body arched into him, her hands firmly on his shoulders, her head leaning back against the wall biting her lip red raw in attempts to silence the groans of pleasure that wanted nothing more than to escape into the hot, thick air.
He watched her taking in every detail from the flush of her cheeks to the sweep of the legs that surrounded him. A glimmer of perspiration coated her skin as she let him work her to a frenzy her nails making their mark on him.
Her body began to shake and tremble in his arms a moan caught in her throat she tumbled into oblivion. He soon followed resting his head against the cool wall his body pressed firmly against her as she leant her head against his shoulder.
The atmosphere was heavy with satisfaction as the sounds of their breathing and their heartbeats filled the space like a symphony.
It was the sound of a small cough that sent electric shocks through them their bodies still tangled bathing in the afterglow.
Turning their sleepy eyes towards the door they surveyed their co-workers with a sense of panic.
"We're going to need this room..."
The End