“Is this OK?” I asked between two kisses.
She nodded eagerly, and my hand wandered from her left breast to her right. I took her nipple between two fingers and teased it gently. Kate pressed herself further into my touch, shifting on my lap and grinding against my hard-on. Fuck! I couldn’t think straight. I wasn’t even sure if she was doing it on purpose or if it was her subconscious making her body rub against me. All I knew was that if she didn’t stop immediately, I would come much sooner than I wanted.
I pulled her closer to make her stop moving, and Kate made an impatient sound that felt like music to my ears. She wanted more, and I was ready to give it to her, because I had been waiting for this. Ever since the night Kate had asked me to kiss her everywhere, Icouldn’t think of anything else but exploring her body with my mouth. I was about to do just that. I trailed my fingers from her breasts down over her belly, stopping when I reached between her thighs. Kate gasped as my fingers pressed against her.
“Henry!” She spoke my name like a plea, a request and a command all at the same time. I started rubbing Kate through the fabric of her trousers, first with two fingers, then three, before touching her with the flat of my palm. Her breathing grew faster, and a sweet flush that took my breath away spread across her cheeks. Her eyelids fluttered as she fought to keep them open. It wasn’t long before her body won. She closed her eyes and surrendered fully to the pleasure.
I kissed a trail from her lips down her neck, then lower, to her breasts. Through the fabric of her shirt, I took one of her hard nipples in my mouth and sucked it gently. Kate’s head fell back with a gasp as I teased her with my teeth. My erection throbbed, aching for her.
I didn’t know how this moment could feel so incredibly hot when we were both still dressed—but perhaps that made it even better. If foreplay with Kate felt this good, I wasn’t sure I was ready to have sex with her. I would lose my mind. It would break me, ruin me for all other women. Not that I wanted anyone else. I only wanted Kate.
I rubbed harder, massaging her clit. Even through the rough fabric, I could feel her heat. She pushed herself against me, impatient, and I knew I could bring her to climax like this. But that wasn’t enough for me.
I pulled my hand away from between her thighs. Kate’s eyes flew open, and she stared at me, aghast. Pure desire was written all over her face.
“Get up,” I demanded, my voice rough.
She hesitated, and for a fraction of a second, I was certain she would ask me to stop. She looked uncertain—but then she rose from my lap.
She stood before me, her legs trembling. I reached for the waistband of her trousers without breaking eye contact. When I smiled at her, she smiled back—shy and self-conscious in a way I had never seen her before. Yet she didn’t stop me as I undid her trouser button, then pulled down the zip to reveal plain white cotton underwear. In theory, the sight shouldn’t have been at all sexy, yet it was the most seductive thing I had ever seen. A jolt of longing tightened in my stomach, and I pushed my laptop aside to clear space on my desk. When Kate had sent me that photo of herself in the bath all those weeks ago and I had sat here fantasising about what her body looked like beneath all that foam, I’d never dreamed of finding out for real one day.
“Sit,” I ordered, pressing a button under my desk to lock my office door.
With a little hop, she perched her pert bum on the edge of the desk. I took her right foot in my hand first, slipping off the boot, then did the same with the left. Kate watched me intently, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she bit her lower lip nervously. A thought—more of a suspicion—crossed my mind.
“Kate?” My voice was hoarse.
“Yes?”
“Have you ever done this before?”
She shook her head, which didn’t surprise me. Yet despite her nervous anticipation, she looked at me with an expression full of trust. My own desire would take a backseat for now, and I would give her the pleasure she craved. But I wouldn’t have sex with herin my office, though. Perhaps one day, but definitely not her first time. Kate deserved more than a quickie on my desk. I could wait.
I smiled encouragingly at her, and she returned my smile as I reached for her trousers, which I had already tugged down far enough to slide off completely. A shiver ran through her, goose bumps rising on her skin. My hands trailed up her bare legs until they reached the tops of her thighs. Gripping her hips, I pulled her to the very edge of the desk in one fluid motion. Kate’s legs parted instinctively, making space for me. I drew in a sharp breath. Even in the dim glow of the desk lamp, I could see her wetness through her underwear.
Ignoring the throbbing ache of my erection, I focussed entirely on Kate. She watched my every movement. Although I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in her, I forced myself to stay in control. I stroked her legs gently and leaned in, giving her a slow, lingering kiss, grounding her in something familiar. I eased her nerves kiss by kiss, taking my time, until I felt her completely relax beneath me. Only then did I guide her body backwards with mine until she lay flat on my desk. All she had to do was let go and enjoy what came next.
“Do you trust me?” I murmured into her lips.
“Yes, but I’m a bit nervous,” she confessed, her voice suddenly shaky.
“Why?”
She swallowed hard. “I... I don’t know.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” she replied firmly.
I smiled and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Then I’ll carry on, but I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. I promise. Just say the word, and I’ll stop.”
“OK.”
It was exactly what I’d wanted to hear. I kissed her lips one last time before slowly kissing my way down her body, lower and lower, until my face was nestled between her legs. Without taking my eyes off hers, I pressed my lips gently against her underwear.
Her breathing faltered.
“Relax,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the damp cotton.
