Fluff, fluff, fluffier fluff!
Ruth stands startled and aching for this reckless and sexy man. Her passion untamed and barely suppressed as Harry, with such a look in his eyes brushes past her and slowly locks his office door.
Now, with the blinds closed and the door locked they can finally live out the fantasy they had both imagined so many times.
Ruth feels like her legs are going to give way at any moment, overwhelmed as Harry approaches her.
Raising his hand he gently brushes Ruth's hair away from her face, flushed now.
Trembling, she hardly trusts herself to touch him, allowing Harry to gently seduce her. "There's nothing I won't let you do to me" Ruth silently dreams as Harry's body pushes against hers as he kisses her at last.
He kisses her harshly as Ruth's trembling fingers find the buckle at his waist. Suddenly, the very convention of wearing clothes seems ridiculous as they strip each other of every barrier, their lips locked in passion as their clothes are hastily disposed across Harry's office floor.
Harry reaches behind Ruth and, grabbing her fiercely, picks her up and lands her on his empty desk. Ruth's bare bottom hitting the cold wood of Harry's desk is almost too much too bear as she wraps her legs around Harry's waist pulling him towards her.
Abandoning every inhibition Ruth pulls Harry on top of her as she lies back. The tension in Harry apparent, Ruth inhales the warm, masculine scent of him as he lustfully reaches her neck, murmuring, quietly moaning and exploring her earlobes.
Acting like a powerful drug on her senses Ruth can wait no longer, grabbing his buttocks and pulling him down Harry gasps in ecstasy. She wants him so much, every part of him. Supporting himself on his strong arms Harry moves slowly, head raised, eyes closed. "This is it. It's really happening," ponders Ruth with a gratifying smile, feeling complete and completely aroused as the reality of the fantasy unfolds on this desk, in this office with this man she loves so entirely.
With a more determined rhythm Ruth is taken into a stratospheric state by an increasingly amorous Harry as she tries to stifle the shuddering scream desperate to leave her lips. Ruth buries her head in her shoulder and lets out a muffled squeak as Harry exhales on top of her, sweat beading his brow, hair damp and a thoroughly satisfied and elated expression adorning his face.
Ruth pulls him down into her embrace, nuzzling into his neck she whispers "mm, so much better than I imagined. How will I ever sit out there looking through your blinds without remembering this?"
"I shall have to move you in here permanently Ruth, although I am not sure we'd get much work done!" he smiles, looking into Ruth's spent and ever so sexy blue eyes.
"Sexy, beautiful, surprising…Ruth, I…" Harry struggles to find the words…. "ego sum ferreus iterum!"
Quickly working out Harry's declaration Ruth responds, with a mischievous grin "well, we'd better do something about it then!"
Bit saucy! Reviews please :0)