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He lifted me upwards with one hand still digging into my hair and the other underneath my arm, clasping my back. I was drawn towards his lips but he did not stay there caressing mine with his for long. Instead his head swerved to my cheeks and traced kisses along my side before biting at my earlobe, pulling slightly, before he dipped lower and kissed along my collarbone. I shivered at the wet kisses and the feeling of his manhood pressing against my stomach, my own saliva and his excitement marking my stomach.

He pulled his face back for a second to look at my eyes. He looked for a second as if he was about to ask something but he must have sensed my absolute willingness and hunger and decided that my earlier agreement was more than sufficient. His hands found my bikini top and pushed it down with very little grace. His prize was there for him to see and he had no time to waste in adding to the intoxicating atmosphere.

His head dived for my breasts, kissing the top of each of them individually before licking around my areolas and finally sucking on my nipples proper. My hands went to his head this time and found his thick dark coils the perfect handholds as my legs gave up their role as supports. He nipped and licked and sucked at my breasts making up for lost time. I thought back to my bra less summer dress, my tank top, this tantalizing bikini. For the first time the sheer weight of how much I had teased and excited him over the last few weeks was truly apparent to me and I couldn't help letting out a loud moan that echoed through the room.

"Get on with it, James. Hurry." I begged desperately.

"You want me to hurry?" He asked encouragingly.

"God, yes. Please, take me." I replied.

He dragged his hands to under my thighs and lifted me. He carried me with strong arms up to perch my bottom on the edge of the desk. From there I grasped the edge as his head rushed to my pussy. He **** the bikini to the side and pushed his tongue inside and found me thoroughly wet and ready after my masturbation. His tongue was imprecise and unskilled but my acute awareness of that was overshadowed by the sheer pleasure he was giving my sensitive clit and the **** taboo of our situation. He pulled away and I saw a slight sheen on his lips. I grabbed his jacket and pulled him into me to taste myself on his lips before pulling his suit jacket off him and casting it to the floor.

For his part, he held his dick and positioned it against my lips while holding my bikini bottoms to the side to allow his entrance. He traced it up and down, and dipped ever so slightly between them. His head begging entrance. I unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt but then dug my hands into his back, giving him the silent affirmation to push into me.

Which he did. The last few weeks of teasing and growing closer exploded inside of me as he finally entered me and began to fill me. He fucked me against the desk, thrusting in and out and sliding my butt across the desk as I desperately attempted to hold on. He steadied us and used a hand to hold me in place and allow himself to full fill my pussy. We were both groaning heavily now but I was definitely the louder of the two of us.

Surprisingly and without warning he pulled out of me and dragged me off the desk. The sudden emptiness struck me and I followed his movements with the desperation of wishing to continue. He guided me through the room facing me away from him and pushed my back forward. With his strong hands he bent me over his wooden desk. Pushing papers and his laptop to the side without a care.