Desire - Erotic Short Story (2 page)

She watched him stand, just before he picked up his suit
jacket, he dropped long ago.  He took a sideways glance up at her after looking down for a second.  "Stop the games Cassandra.  You and I both had some kind of attraction from five years ago.  This business transaction was only an excuse mixed with a lot of revenge.  On your part, I might add.  If you want to keep it business, just say so.  I, on the other hand, would like to devour you into submission.  Perhaps for my own control out of all of this, but mostly because that kiss just proved that I have more attraction for you than I have for any woman.  If you want me to leave and see you in the office on Monday, I will.  Otherwise, if you change your mind, I will be at my home."

He turned and began to walk out of his own office as she felt her body tense with fear.  Was this her only moment to ask for what she wanted?  Could she let him just walk out right now with the amount of sexual desire trembling in her body, aching for his
touch?  "Wait."  She cried out.

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her with the same desire he had before
but only with a small amount of rejection was showing on his face.

She knew she had to speak up or all will be lost.  "It's true.  I wanted revenge for your father firing me, but it built up to so much more every time I saw you.  This desire,
this urge to have you and now that I've touched you, tasted you... I want you and nothing more."

He looked at her with an apprehensive smile.  "So you do want me, but you wanted revenge against my father."  His jaw
clenched, and a glare extruded from his eyes with an irritating passion.

She turned herself towards a large brown leather chair and plopped down as if all her control and game washed out of her and
exhaustion just took hold.  She was a strong competitive woman against so many out there in the corporate world, but right now, she was putty in his hands.

She spoke up with a breathy exhaustion after looking defeated for a moment and then up to him.  "Yes.  Buying into your global division was part of my revenge plan, but it quickly grew to the smartest business move for both of us.  I had heard that ever since your grandfather passed, your father really did not want anything to do with the company.  That you had your hands
full, and I saw two opportunities.  One to buy you out completely in two years after handling your global sales and two was rather personal since that time we saw each other two years ago, and you apologized for firing me and congratulated me on a very successful business.  It was that hug you gave me that told me this went way beyond my own revenge.  This was sexual satisfaction at its finest, and I think I just blew it."

He smiled as he walked back to her.  He knelt down in front of her, dropped his jacket again and set his hands on her bare knees.  "You didn't blow anything. 
Let's forget about business tonight.  Tonight, you tell me what you want, and I will make it happen.  Tonight is about you and me fulfilling our desires.  As you are not the only one who has fantasized about taking this all the way."

She looked at him with caution.  Had he really wanted this passionate meeting to ha
ppen all along as she did or was he just playing along to satisfy his own needs.  At the moment, his hands began to slide up her thighs and push her navy dress up; she didn't care.  She just enjoyed the way his strong hands felt as they slowly caressed upwards until his fingers were at the top of her navy silk panties and trying to slide them down.

The moment they hit the
floor, and her dress was up around her waist; his hands were gently easing her ass forward until he could spread her legs wide.  He looked up at her with a smile after glancing at her immaculate canvas and grazed his fingers across her already wet and ready lips.  "I think we're both excited.  You first."  His husky voice begged out.

She smiled at him and let her hand
stroke his dark-brown hair, as his face began kissing the inside of her thigh, then his tongue lashed out at her pussy, and she moaned with delight.

"Oh Marc, y
es like that."  She pleaded out as her fingers had intertwined into his hair.  She rested her other hand on the leather side arm of the chair, wanting nothing more than to have his cock in her hand but the amount of pleasure his tongue was bringing to her core as he slowly licked and sucked, pulling her clitoris in his mouth with his sucking and then releasing with a lash of his tongue, was exquisite.  Slowly, she felt the spread of her vagina with his fingers.  His strong fingers were not slender, and she felt a clinch of reaction at his size.

"Yes, like that.  I want
your cock Marc.  I want to feel you in me."  She begged as his fingers slid in and out slowly, methodically with purpose and stride, while she wanted nothing more than for him to bang her hard with his cock.

She felt his hands go under her ass and lift her further off the
chair, and to his mouth as he looked up at her with a smile in his eyes and his mouth full of her pussy.  It was a delectable vision that she had fantasized about many a times.  She felt herself exhale a huge puff of air as a shiver ran through her body, her hand still encouraging his head to stay right where it was while her voice pleaded for his cock.

"I want you Marc. 
I've always wanted you.  I want to see your cock sliding in me.  I want to feel the size of you stretching me.  Good lord, do that again.  What you just did."

Suddenly,
her voice fell silent to the humming of her moans as she felt her hands pressed on either side of the chair's leather side arms while he lifted her ass up a bit more.  He pressed his face in harder as his tongue dipped into her pussy with soft gentle strokes along the full length of her and then back into her with his tongue.  When his mouth finally stopped the stroking and latched on with suction to her clitoris, she shattered with an orgasm that convulsed through her entire body.

The soft gentle kisses of his lips against her inner thigh slowly brought her back to the moment she was
just in.  For a second there, she was shattered into a euphoric haze of afterglow, and the reality that he was just that damn good to her pussy with his mouth, how would he be in all other positions?  The thought illuminated into several clashing fantasies and desires that this not end here tonight; this must carry on.  Now that she has had him, she wanted more of him.

The moment he stopped kissing her and looked up at
her; she smiled with a glow.  "I want you.  All of you."  He begged from between her legs.  "I want this to be about us and not business.  This is personal satisfaction between us."

She looked around realizing that hopefully nobody was wandering the halls of the dark office and then back to him for an answer.

"Everyone should be gone, but if they are not, it's their own fault for walking into my personal office area."  As he said that, a flash of lightening lit up the sky brightly as it illuminated behind him.  He began to stand as he offered her a hand up from the chair.  Her legs were weak yet the lightning flash gave her inspiration and the energy to carry out this pursuit of sexual desire in so many ways.

She stood up and turned her back to him.  "Unzip me."  As the sound of the zipper slowly came down, she felt his hands slip inside the dress and push it forward over the front of her.  As the dress fell to the floor, his hands
slid around to the front of her and stroked her breasts over the navy satin bra.  His lips kissed the side of her neck as he mentioned that sex in a storm is electric.

She
could not agree more.

The moment her bra unleashed and his hands slowly coxed it off
her; she turned in his arms and smiled.  She found the ends of his tie and pulled one side through until it was free, and then she wrapped it around her own neck, feeling the luxury of the silk drape over her naked breasts, and her thoughts linger as to what they could do with his tie.

His lips briefly dropped to her
lips, and she tasted a bit of her salty passion.  When he pulled back, her fingers began to unbutton his white dress shirt to reveal the strong muscles beneath them.  By the time her fingers made it to the last button from his shirt, one of her hands brushed over his hardened cock in his navy dress slacks, and it gave her pause.  He felt enormous in her hand, what would he feel like as he slides into her tight and wet pussy?

She took a breath in and held it while her hand still rested on his hardened cock.  A light laughter escaped his throat.  "Don't
worry, I'll go easy on you."

But did she want him to go easy or did she desperately desire the hard fast pounding of his big cock
stroking in and out of her pussy?  It was an internal question she felt herself selfishly wanting both.  She finally answered with confidence.  "Don't!  Don't go easy on me.  I've dreamt of us going at it crazily."  She let her hands begin work at his button and zipper when he stopped her.

"Then I think I really do have a lot to teach you.  Sometimes slow is better until you're so relaxed and content that a hard fast fuck will feel that much better."  He laughed as he undid his own pants and slid them down.  As he took off his shoes and socks and stood naked before her, jutting out with a large sword of sex, she shivered with anticipation.  Slow be damned, she wanted his cock now.

She dropped to the floor in just her heels still strapped to her feet as she hungrily grasped one hand to his cock and the other to his rounded firm ass.  She encased his cock with her wet mouth and began to suck in the length of him.  When she went to slide him out, she looked up at him with desire as she watched his head begin to roll back, his hips thrust forward and the feel of his fingers encased themselves in her hair.  A low moan of appreciation escaped his throat, and she slid his cock back in deep to her throat.

The slickness of her mouth slid his cock in and out while her hand grasp firmly at the base.  His hips thrust in and out in a musical motion as she
released her hand that was holding his ass and placed it by cupping his balls gently.  She found the sensitive point at the base and applied pressure as she rushed at sucking hard with her mouth while her firm grasp at the base of his cock forced him in and out.

His loud groans filled the
air, and then she felt his hand pull back a bit hard on her hair, and he begged her to slow down.  "I beg of you.  Slow down or I won't last."

She smiled up at him and strangely found following his pleas rather enjoyable.  She saw the pleasure she was bringing him and could understand that feeling of wanting it to last.  She let her tongue linger over the tip
of and through the slit and then down the length of his cock.

"Oh God."
  He moaned out huskily.  "Like that, slow.  Nice.  I want this to last.  I want us to last."  His last sentence held some kind of oddly romantic notion to it, and she liked it.  She like the feeling of them being something more than business partners, just as much as she liked the way his hard cock felt in her mouth.

She lost herself in the moment of bringing him pleasure, but it was not to last.  He pulled his cock out of her mouth and lifted her up from the floor by leading her back to the chair.  She could see it in his eyes.  His need to drive into her with his
cock, and she wanted it so badly.  She placed herself with one knee on the brown leather chair and one foot to the floor.  Her hands rested on the back of the chair as she extended her ass back to him, tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back.  "Fuck me Marc.  I need this.  I need you.  Damn we're going to be good together."  Her smile conveyed the deviousness she craved.

He took a step between her legs and rested a hand on her ass.  A soft swat sounded
out, and he laughed lightly.  "Another time and I want nothing but your ass."  He teased.

A triple flash of
lightning danced across the sky and caught her attention forward.  She felt charged and ready to have him fuck her hard and fast.  She craved the feel of his hard thick cock stretching her to the point of excitement.

His fingers spread her moisture for a
moment, and then she felt him lean into her, slowly guiding his big cock into her pussy.  It felt incredible.  Her moan reverberated through the room before she could plead out.  "Fuck me Marc.  Fuck me hard.  You feel so good."  She smiled as her eyes trained on the electric light show in the sky and the reflection of their bodies together in the privacy glass windows.  The image burned in her brain in case this was the one and only time she got him to agree to all of this.  Something, deep down, told her he would be open and receptive to making this something more, but was all of this just for his company or did he really have the same passionate desires that she did?

The full length of his cock was
in, and he was slowly sliding back out as she didn't care what the answer was.  His hand stroked the side of her waist before firmly grasping itself there.  His other hand stroked the leg that was straight and then found its place in the front of her thigh.  He leaned in and began to stroke his cock in and out of her, while whispering how good she felt.

She wanted this to last.  She understood his desire to make this
magic go slow and tenderly, yet she dreamt of a hard fast fuck from Marc Briddle, and she was going to get it, this time.

"Fuck me hard Marc.  Do as I say.  Fuck me hard and fast. 
The way I like it.  Do it now or you won't fuck me at all."  She put that threat out there and felt the hard thrust of his cock as she said it.  He let out several grunts as he pushed hard in and out, in and out.  He slapped himself against her ass and retreated just as quick.  The motion was getting faster; his groans louder, and then he released inside of her with a hard fast thrust.