“Yes, I want that,” she answers on a long exhale, “you can fuck me however you like.”
And that is all the confirmation I need. Dropping my hands lower to her hips, I grasp her to me and roll my hips once against her, pressing myself to her center. I kiss her again and slip my hand up to remove her glasses from her face. She lets me slide them away, and I stare deeply into her beautiful, bare eyes.
I reach forward and invade her space further to wrap my fingers around the letter opener. It’s cool and heavy in my palm, and I weigh it there for just a moment, allowing the handle to warm slightly in my grasp.
I bring the bladed edge up to Katherine’s cheek and show it to her. Gently gliding the tip of the blade down her face to her jaw, I feel her give me a little shiver in response. The blood in my veins thrums with anticipation. My touch featherlight, I slide the blade down the slender curvature of her neck and bring it horizontally across her throat. I mimic slicing it across her neck there, which has all the blood rushing to my cock.Kat’s breathing quickens.This turns her on, too.
I draw the blade downward until I reach one of her peaked nipples. I use the blunted point to draw a small circle around it. Kat gasps, and lets her head fall back, her mahogany eyes closing. I repeat the motion on her other breast, watching her absorb the exquisite sensations there.God, this was magic.But only with her. Her sounds and the way she looks up at me. No matter what happens in the future—whether she retreats and casts me out of her life, or not—we will have this moment. This pure, shared joy and pleasure.
When she starts panting, I slide the opener down her flat belly to her navel, making a small circle there as well. I draw the instrument down further still and run it over the black satin panties at the apex of her thighs.
“Spread your legs for me, baby.Wider.”
My command hangs in the air between us like a dark promise. And she obeys.
Dipping down, I move her panties to the side. I look down at her beautiful pink pussy, puffy and glistening with her readiness for me. I give her opening one long, slow lick, bringing my tongue up to her clit. She shudders under my touch, and I feel her thighs fall even wider as I lick her again and again. Slowly,I press the handle end of the opener up against her pussy, keeping the bladed end wrapped tightly in my fist. I can taste her readiness. Her pussy is practically begging to be filled now.
With a gentle thrust, I push the handle up and into her dripping pussy. Katherine’s loud moan fills the empty office. I twist the handle in a slow circle and pump the opener deeper into her as my tongue keeps up a punishing pace on her clit. Kat’s hands fly to the crown of my head and grasp onto my hair. I push the opener fully into her now, bottoming out with my closed fist pressed right up against her pussy. She screams.
Her body bows and undulates against me as I fuck her harder with the opener, licking and lapping at her clit. I feel her thighs constrict against my face and her body stills. Hoarsely, she screams out again and this time, it’s my name on her lips.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything sweeter.
I continue to lick her clit as Kat rides out her orgasm. When she finally stills, I twirl the opener inside of her, drawing out a low moan. I slowly drag it from her drenched center. Rising, I discard it on the ground. Still fully dressed, I undo my belt and pull my raging erection from my jeans.
“You’re going to want to see this next part, baby,” I grind out, as her eyes land on my hardened length. She lets out a little whimper. I seize her glasses from the desk and shove them back on her face. Kat meets my eyes, her own blown with lust and dilated nearly black.
Roughly, I grab her hips and guide her legs around my waist. I notch my cock at her entrance and kiss her open mouth. She still hasn’t caught her breath when I’m pushing into her.
Fuck, she feels so fucking incredible. I will never, ever tire of this. Not as long as I live.
I fuck her there against her desk, in nothing but her black high heels and black-rimmed glasses. The sight of her taking my cock like this has me catapulting towards my own release,much faster than I would have thought. Must be some sort of sexy librarian, or in this case, sexy psychologist kink that has me so utterly enraptured by her at this moment. As if reading my mind, she removes one of her hands from my shoulders and uses a long, slender finger to push her glasses back up her nose. The gesture sends my head spinning.
“Jesus fuck, Kat,” I grind out as I increase the tempo of my thrusts, now moving so hard that the desk lamp falls and crashes onto the floor. Kat moans out my name as I bottom out with every thrust. My pace quickens to a frenzied tempo and just as I’m about to come, I feel her break apart beneath me. Her legs tighten around my waist, and I feel her tight pussy contract around my cock. With a growl, my release shoots down my spine and bursts into my balls. Hot spurts of come release inside of her as her pussy contractions milk my cock for all it’s worth.
I let my forehead fall forward onto her shoulder and bite down hard at the soft skin there, claiming her as mine once again. It dawns on me that my ferality was not only accepted by her, but also matched. Like twin flames.
We ride out our simultaneous release, both shaking and shuddering. It takes a long time for our breathing to return to normal.
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KAT
Zayn kisses and soothes the bite he left at the tender part of my neck where it meets my shoulder. I blink rapidly, as if coming back down to earth. From where, I don’t know. Heaven, I guess.
Everything is back in focus with my glasses on, and I can see heavy rain streaking down the window on the other side of the office in thick rivulets made silver in the moonlight.
Zayn pulls out of me and tucks himself back into his black jeans. The fact that I am completely naked except for my high heels, while he remains fully dressed does something to me. I feel an impossible ripple of desire course through my abdomen, even though he was just inside of me moments ago. I wonder if this desire, this searing hotneedfor him will ever ebb.
Zayn leans forward and kisses me tenderly on the very center of my forehead. “You got anything to drink in this office of yours, baby? I’m parched.”
I think for a moment. I do in fact have an emergency bottle of Balvenie 21 Year buried in the bottom drawer of my desk. It had come straight from my father’s office to mine. But I haven’t felt the need to sample it just yet.
I walk over to the desk, still without my clothes on, and procure the bottle for Zayn. He grins broadly and takes it from my hands. Uncorking it with his teeth, he takes a long draw directly from the bottle as he wraps his arms around me.
“Mmm, that is smooth,” is his low reply. I catch the double meaning in his words as his eyes eat up my still naked form. Zayn leans forward to brush his lips across my throat.
“So. You up for round two, Doc?” his voice murmurs gently against my neck. He flashes that same roguish grin he gave me the first day we met in this very office.Jesus.
