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Orgasm Delay / Wagers

All day he teases her.

It started in the elevator when they were on their way up to their floor. It hadn't meant to be anything serious, but it had very quickly escalated.

Just like every morning, Luke and Penelope drove to work together. They got out of the car and headed into the building and then the elevator. Once inside, it had very quickly become crowded and Penelope found herself stood in front of Luke, literally squashed against him.

As the elevator started, she was bumped from the side and Luke wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her. He pulled her closer and she was suddenly able to feel every ridge and muscle that was contained under his clothes.

She felt herself go breathless when memories of what he had done to her the previous night assaulted her mind and she glanced back at him, only to find he had a smirk on his face. He knew what she was thinking.

His hand squeezed her waist and he ground his hips into her back, the hard tip of his cock brushing up against her.

Penelope bit her lip to suppress a smile and leaned back into him, letting him know she felt him.

This wasn't enough for him though. His hand gently crawled up her body and his fingers lightly brushed over her breast; tingles spreading through her body. It was so subtle the other occupants of the elevator didn't notice. But she did.

She breathed deeply as he passed his hand over her breast several more times, increasing the pressure against her erect nipple.

The elevator abruptly stopped and most of the occupants got out, leaving just Penelope, Luke and three others.

Trying to get some distance between her and Luke she moved to his side, flicking her hair over the shoulder as she willed her body to calm down.

Luke wasn't going to be deterred though. He placed his hands behind his back, waiting a few seconds before he brought his hand behind Penelope and caressed the globes of her ass, lightly rubbing the soft fabric of her dress against her skin.

She eyed him out the corner of her eye and gently rocked on her feet.

His hand slipped down to the sensitive flesh of her thighs and through her tights, he ran his fingers across the soft skin, using his nails to stimulate her skin.

Just as his hand began to venture closer to going underneath her dress, the elevator stopped at their floor and the three other people got out first.

Luke dropped his hand and gestured for Penelope to leave first.

"After you."

She rolled her eyes. "You just want to watch my ass."

"I'm not going to deny it," he whispered as she walked past him and out of the elevator.

An hour later when they were in the meeting room, listening as Prentiss updated them on a case they were currently working on, Penelope and Luke were sat next to each other.

Again, this had started innocently, his hand on her thigh as it often was.

As the meeting went on, his fingers began to circle, slowly travelling higher and higher until they got to the seam of her panties.

Penelope shifted in her chair and had to remind herself to breathe. She could stop him at any time, she knew that - but she didn't want to. She knew what his fingers could do to her, the pleasure they could evoke. And she wanted it.

As Prentiss continued with the meeting, she was none the wiser that a few feet away, under the table, Luke had inserted a finger into Penelope and was slowly moving it in and out of her, caressing her inner walls and pressing down on her clit, driving her closer to the edge.

Penelope placed one elbow on the table and rested her head in the palm of her hand, using her fingers to conceal her mouth and the shapes it was making.

She rocked herself to the left and then the right, using her own body to help Luke pleasure her.

Next to her, he looked down at the table and smiled.

"Penelope?" Prentiss asked, drawing both of them out of their bubble and back into the room. "Are you alright? You look a little flushed."

"Ye-Yeah," Penelope stammered as Luke pressed hard on her clit. "I'm just a bit warm."

"I'll open a window," Reid offered helpfully.

Penelope smiled gratefully at him and then turned to Luke. She shook her head at him.

"Stop," she mouthed. He just smiled and withdrew his fingers.

He kept them under the table for the rest of the meeting.

At the end, when they packed up their things and went to go back to their respective desks, Luke caught Penelope's eye; and then, in one of the most sensual moves she had ever seen, he brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked the juices from them.

Her mouth went dry and dropped open, her face flaming and her panties flooding with wetness.

He winked and escorted her out of the room.

Luke didn't have chance to tease her for the rest of the day. They were too busy working on the case.

But that didn't stop Luke from teasing her on the drive home.

When they got into the car, he turned to her.

"Take your underwear off and spread your legs."

She did as he asked and smiled when he took her underwear and put in his pocket.

"You don't cum until I stop this car."

He started the engine and then with one hand, slipped it between her folds and pushed his fingers into her wet heat.

It wasn't a long drive home so Penelope fully expected herself to be cumming within the next twenty minutes.

How wrong she was.

Forty minutes later and she was squirming in her seat as she begged for Luke to let her cum. The bastard had been driving around, continuing to use his fingers to tease her and drive her insane, refusing to go home.

"Luke!" she whined, twisting and turning in her seat, pushing his finger further inside her. She was so close yet so far.

"Yes?"

"I want to cum!"

"Not yet," he teased. "I haven't stopped the car."

"Ugh!" she cried, genuinely almost close to tears. She closed her eyes and try to think of anything but his digits inside her.

Luke drove the car for a few more minutes before she felt the rumbling of the road underneath her stop.

With shock, she opened her eyes to find them parked near the back of the woods.

She turned to Luke with hope and desire in her eyes.

He withdrew his fingers from her, leisurely sucked them into his mouth and then pulled the lever under his seat to move it backwards.

Penelope watched with anticipation as he undid his jeans, lifted his ass from the seat and shoved his boxers and jeans down his legs, his cock bouncing out, thick and hard.

When Luke grasped his cock with his own hand and languidly stroked up and down, Penelope whimpered.

He looked at her watching him and smiled. "Come on then, Chica - climb on."

Penelope wasted no time in climbing (rather awkwardly) across the car until she was situated in his lap.

She pushed his cock into her and could have wept with joy.

"Oh!" she cried, leaning forward to wrap her arms around his neck and bury her face in his hair.

Luke placed his hands on her hips and pushed, rocking her back and forth, driving her closer and closer to the peak.

In no time at all she was gushing over him, soaking his cock as she whimpered and moaned above him.

Luke followed shortly after, cumming inside her with a roar before relaxing back against his chair and pulling Penelope to his chest.

As they recovered, Penelope sat up and smacked his chest.

"You bastard!"

His eyes went wide and he opened his mouth to ask why but she beat him to it.

"I can't believe you made me wait all day for that!"

It was partly the tone she used and partly the face that she pulled - a look of complete annoyance marring her features - that made him laugh so hard he snorted.