Olivia perched on the edge of the desk as Peter leaned down and kissed her gently.
She bit her lip slightly so"
Peter unfastened a button, then two until the shirt had opened enough for him to see flesh encased. God she was breathtaking, and she didn't even realise it. He lifted his hand and traced the edge of her breast with one finger, where he met skin.
"You are temptation itself," he said and she blushed slightly. He stroked her cheek gently before kissing her. He only intended it to be light, but it didn't work out that way. Tongues tangled and when he dragged himself away he was breathless with desire. "I want you," he said simply.
"Well I want you too," she said. She took the shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Peter cupped her breasts, feeling the soft and warm skin simultaneously.
All of a sudden she moved off the desk pushed him down in to the chair and then straddled him in a matter of seconds. His hands went to her bum, pulling her firmly on his lap and she gasped as his fingers dug into her flesh. She reached back for his palm and laced her fingers with his. Then she moved it slowly between her legs, pressing his palm against her and Peter groaned. He could feel her damp heat through her knickers and that sent a thrill through him. He touched her gently, but not for long. Instead he quickly removed her bra and squeezed her breasts. Liv's head rolled backward as she enjoyed what he was doing to her. Immensely.
His arms went tight around her waist and he lifted her up, lying her down on his desk. She smiled, dark passion clear in her eyes. He leaned over her, kissing her intensely and she tried to wrap her legs around him. Instead there was a whoosh. They both looked around in surprise and saw papers fluttering everywhere, falling to the floor in total disorganisation.
"Whoops," she said. "Sorry."
"This is worth it," he growled at her. She laughed, but it turned into a squeal as he pulled her knickers down and pushed two fingers inside her. He moved slowly as her eyes closed in pleasure. He knew just where to touch her and she arched up for more. His free hand stroked her bare breasts, making her buck underneath him. Peter suddenly stopped, and quickly stripped as she watched, eyes gone black with desire as she took in the view of his body. She sat up and reached for him but Peter shook his head. "Lie down," he said in a demanding tone. She didn't argue. He kissed her lips once and then started exploring her body with hands and mouth, softly, slowly and delicately. As if it were the first time he was touching her. Olivia's moans got louder and he smiled into her skin. His hand slipped between her legs and stroked her, slowly working her up.
"Whenever I'm working and bored out of my mind, I'm going to picture this. You, naked on my desk in my office at home, writhing with pleasure as I touch you. Crying out as I do… this." He pinched her clitoris lightly and she moaned.
"God Peter, I need you now."
He smirked. Praying that the desk had strong legs, he loomed over her for a moment and then thrust inside her. Her eyes opened and she laced her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Her legs wrapped around him in invitation and he moved, just enough for the friction to make her squirm with delight. "Faster Peter, please!"
He wouldn't deny her. Not tonight. He thrust inside her powerfully, making her inner muscles clench around him with each stroke. She was dangerously close to orgasm and he knew it. So was he, the warm tell tale desire flooding him. His hands were clutching at her as he moved inside her hard. "Oh!" Her body tensed as she climaxed and Harry pushed into her twice more before he followed suit with a groan into her neck.
They stilled completely, their sweat covered bodies sticking together as they tried to breathe normally. Eventually Peter kissed her slowly and full of love.
"Lets go to bed but no clothes I want you to hold me so I can feel your skin on mine."
Peter nodded before they both went to his climb in bed and snuggled up together.
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