Chapter 39
He could see how her nipples were hard, how her breathing was laboured, her eyes had darkened.
When she reached the side of his chair and he looked up at her, she said "were you writing about me? about us?"
He had no words, he just starred at the sex goddess before him. She took his silent staring and darkened lustful eyes as a yes and smiled.
He remained speechless as she turned his chair a little, and got down on her knees before him, and freed his manhood from the confines of his boxers.
Whatever sentence he had been in the middle of on his laptop, remained untouched. His hands flew to her hands that were on his thighs, and he lost all coherent thought when he felt her warm mouth around him, wet and welcoming, her lips so sinfully wrapped around his firm sturdy length. He smiled, he had just been writing about her mouth, he had underestimated this experience.
He made a mental reminder before she made him forget everything, that he needed to review that last chapter and make a whole lot of changes.
She worked him up like a pro, and really, he couldn't help but wonder where she had learned to so this so well, she was perfect, her hand and mouth, both working at him, turning him on, sending him flying high into a sky of ecstasy effortlessly, and just when he though it couldn't get any better, he looked down at her and saw her beginning to take him in deeper, he fought to keep his eyes open, to watch her deep throating him,
He was feeling so much all at once, her fingers scraping at his thighs, his head hitting the back of her throat as she bobbed her head at his lap, he let his hand find her hair and caressed her head, letting his fingers get lost in her beautiful tresses of golden brown hair, and he couldn't control it when his hand began to guide her movements, he didn't want to, but once he did it, it seemed she liked it, she moaned, and the vibration of her little sounds shot straight through him, making it so hard for him to hold back any more
"Kate... I'm going to…"
She pulled him out and licked his tip and spoke "tell me about what you were writing"
And she continued to suck him, lick him, stroke him
"I was writing a sex scene"
He gasped then, cause she did this wonderful thing with her tongue on the underside of his length
"Oohhhh... kate…" he growled her name, his voice low and needy
She pulled away again and said "keep going…"
And she took him into her mouth again
How was he supposed to do this, he couldn't think straight while she was blowing him, how was he supposed to narrate a story to her. But this is Kate, he'd do anything for her
"I wrote about what our characters, and how they loved making love to each other…" he moaned again, not able to say anything , he was so close
"I wrote about how my character takes your character from behind, while holding her against his desk… Oh god Kate, I'm so close, I want to come inside you…"
He caressed her jaw, and looked to her with eyes of need, and lust, her hand was moving, only then had he realized, she had been using her free hand to rub her clit while he was telling her what he'd been writing about
"I'll let you come inside me, on one condition, you do it exactly the way you wrote it…" she said with a naughty pout, already getting up from her knees and before he could say anything, before he could decide anything, she stood before him, between him and his desk, and pushed his laptop to the side
Alex rose, he was now standing behind her
"Kate… we don't have to…"
She looked at him from over her shoulders
"I want you to, I've dreamed of you taking me this way..."
His hand found her rear and squeezed lightly
"I know you want it Alex..."
He whispered in her ear, low and dirty "I do want it…"
She smiled, his other hand had wound around her waist, and had begun to squeeze her breast. She moaned, loud and uncaring of her volume, and it drove him on, he spread her legs apart with his own feet lightly pushing against her feet, she bent down, to rest her elbows on the desk and her rear ground into his shaft,
"Fuck..." he cursed at the sight before him, they were really doing this, she wanted this, and she was getting off on the idea of it. He stroked her spine, taking his time to explore her back with his hands, and finally, he held his shaft to her entrance, the place he had not so long ago made his own after a year of waiting. And he found himself thirsting for her, to be in her again, and to fill that gap again.
In his head, he always knew they'd fit perfectly, he hadn't imagine this kind of perfection. He entered her, burying himself into her, and she whimpered right until he was deep inside her. The feeling was beautiful, the angle so new, she bit down on her lip as he began moving, and she found she had no control over the sinful noises leaving her lips, the filthy things her mouth was saying, it all just seemed to encourage him on. He pushed harder, faster, he leaned over to kiss her back, placing wild open mouthed kisses on her shoulder blades, and she arched her back, she was so close to release.. She just needed…
His hand went around her hips and found her over sensitive bundle of nerves and he began to rub it vigorously.
The end was going to be huge, she knew it, she could feel the knot winding tight within her, this damn was going to break soon, and really, it was going to overflow and take over both of their senses, she turned her face, trying to look at him over her shoulder
"So close…" she whispered
And that's when she realized she was facing the laptop screen... in whatever little control over her sense she still held, she managed to read few lines as he brought her closer to a climax,
And the words were what did it for her, his way of describing them in bed, the beauty of it all, the things he wrote of her naked body, of the taste of her, of the feel of her around him, over him, under him… his words were intoxicating, they entered her, and reached within her, and drew from within her a longing to always be his muse, his inspiration, to always be able to give him this pleasure.
While trying to keep her eyes open while being brought to the edge, she even saw a few sentences that described how he loved to taste her, he her out, and how she loved to have his face between her legs… and that did it for her.
She moaned loud and came just as hard around him, milking him of his own release within her. She chanted his name on and on as she rode up a mountain of pure bliss with him and flew down with him too, both of them landing together, panting.
He pulled her close to him, and continued kissing her shoulders, her neck, he turned her around and kissed her lips, lovingly, pouring out his love to her through his kiss, she kissed back with passion, both of them finding it so hard to stand up straight after such an intense orgasm, he sat in his chair and pulled her to sit across his lap, and they kissed and kissed until their breaths had come to a slow normal pace, and their hearts had harmonized in time.
"Your words, the things you write about me..." she began to whisper to him
"They're nothing compared to the real thing" he said
"They're beautiful..."
"You're beautiful"
She kissed him with passion, letting her hand play in his hair, and at the nape of his neck, his hand caressed her waist, her breasts and when he pulled away he said "I'll never be able to write about anything but you, after what we just did on my desk"
She chuckled, a soft shy smile, as a blush rose to her glowing cheeks
"That's good. I don't want you writing about anyone else"
"It's always been you Kate, it'll always be you"
She could read him. He wasn't just talking about his writing. He meant something deeper, she saw it in his eyes. It'll always be her.
She leaned in and said at his eras, letting her lips brush against the shell of his ear "by the way writers desk, so much bigger than a teacher's desk"
He bit her neck, leaving a beautiful light mark on her, licking over the marked skin soon after to soothe any amount of pain, but she only hummed her appreciation
"There are a lot of ways I want to have you on my desk Kate… but not tonight. we'll try them all soon. but tonight, I want to fall asleep kissing you" with that, he lifted her up in his arms and took her back into his bedroom.
Kate hadn't planned on staying the night at his place, but suddenly, she saw no reason why she needed to be away from him at all.
I promise, I'll have Kate and Jim sort things out soon. Did you like the last 5 chapters :) please leave me a review, I'd like to know if you guys are still enjoying this story :)