I was more than grateful that I hadn't been standing for this kiss. His lips moved against mine with such passion. If I had been standing, my legs would have gone to jelly and Spenser would be holding me up with the kiss. I moved my body so that I could straddle him and deepen the kiss, and as if on cue his tongue found it's way into my mouth and to my tongue. I let out a low moan as he massaged slow circles on my tongue with his own. My body was tingling with his every touch; the feeling of his fingers on my exposed thighs and his hardening member pressing into my wet center through our clothes. I couldn't help but grind against him, the act only making him more frantic.
The chair squeaked when Spenser took hold of my hips and stood up with me. He walked to the door that had been left cracked open and pushed me against it, shutting it tightly. A hand left my thighs momentarily to click the lock on the door, the kiss not being broken in this process. My legs tightened around his waist pulling him closer to me. I wanted him so bad, I needed him in me. His lips ran down my neck, my body reacting with a mess of shivers. He pulled away and brought his gaze up to my own.
"Are you sure you want this?"
Was he kidding?"Yes! I do please! As long as you want it too."
"You don't have to tell me twice!"
He reached down and I heard the zip of his pants being undone. He slipped a finger into the stretchy and very short spandex shorts that were a part of my ranger outfit. I never wore panties with them; even a thong would leave some line to show for. I involuntarily flinched when his finger slipped against my sensitive skin. To quicken things, he pushed the shorts aside, then plunged deep into me. I suppressed the shout of pure joy that wanted to rip itself from my mouth, a loud whimper came out in its place.
My head was swimming while Spenser thrust into me, picking up his pace with each and every thrust. He had a firm grip on the back of my thighs, the idea that I would have hand print bruises the next day didn't bother me at the time, but they would be hard to explain. . . If anyone asked that is. Amazing warmth was pooling in between my legs and the need for release was driving me crazy. I moved my hips against his as we fed off each others pleasure. Before I knew it I was shouting his name with my release; body shaking wildly against his as extreme pleasure washed over me. It wasn't long after before I could feel him jerking within me, his warmth spreading inside me. I relaxed against him, panting with exhaustion. We stayed that way for a few moments, taking the time to gather our wits.
Spenser let me down, grabbing my arm to steady me when I nearly lost balance on my wobbly legs. A quick adjustment of my shorts and a run of my fingers through my hair had me looking almost back to normal. My cheeks burned with a deep red blush that was painted across my face. Spenser took my face between his large hands and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
"That was simply amazing."
His breathe brushed against my face.
"It definitely was."
Came my breathy reply. Yet another passionate kiss was shared between us lasting a few seconds.
"Bowie. . . Is it alright if we keep this private between us? It might not be the best if the whole work place knew of this."
"Of course I understand. Besides, sex is a personal thing; it shouldn't be anyone else's business."
"Exactly." He smiled, then walked back to his desk. He pulled out a new styler and handed it to me, "Now, go redeem yourself and do your thing, capture some insanely hard to capture Pokemon."
"Will do! I won't let you down again."
"There is no way you could let me down now… not after today."
The butterflies returned to my stomach at his words.
Authors Note: In Case you are wondering, Bowie is the name I used for my ranger when playing the Nintendo DS game, and it just kind of stuck. Also; it is definitely inspired by David Bowie, because he is a legend. I do hope you are enjoying this fanfic!