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YOLANDA'S POV
Second time he's stopped me right before I could finish.
"Don't you want me?" The sadness in my voice is unmistakable.
"I'd be f*****g dead not to want you, Yolanda." He cups my face with conviction.
"You told me to stop."
My face scrunches in confusion, then it hits me.
"Damn you, Ovie! I was about to—the 'stop' wasn't actually stop..."
I can't even be angry at his gentlemanly restraint.
"Your words can pierce me, Yolanda." His hands still frame my face.
"I want you. I want this." I'm completely sober now. I step closer and he inhales sharply before pulling me into a kiss that steals my breath.
His moan releases something in me—suppressed tension flooding into desire.
"Be my girlfriend. Please."
The suddenness of it catches me off guard.
"Don't bare your heart to me, Ovie. My reality will burn you before I could stop it." I kiss him harder so he won't say more.
"Yolanda—"
"Stop talking and f**k me already"
He breaks the kiss and I undress fully
He exhales loudly, eyes taking me in.
"s**t Yolanda"
Like a problem to be solved, I stare while he undresses with speed to match my nakedness.
He is so hard and...thick. Curved even..
Wow, I sat on that earlier? No wonder I felt a deep hit
He licks his lips as his gaze remain on my tits
His breathe laps just as it did earlier today when I danced on him. I watch his Adam apple bop few times giving in,he slaps both t**s twice.
"Ovviie" More s*x with him & i'll be red all over
"I've been thinking about doing that since I saw them bare" His voice is raw, thick & lapped.
The sting hurt but it comes wrapped in pleasure. Taking one long step to me, he squeezes both t**s before kissing me again
I feel electrified as he bites down on my tit,
"Ohooooovieeeee. s**t" He maintains his pace, his other palm playing with my nipple... My t**s will definitely scar tomorrow but I need more.
I angle his d**k into my entrance and he stops me
"I came here t o get f****d, d on't deny me" My voice sounds breathless. I am too turned on to stay with foreplay. One denied orgasm two shaky ones, I need the real thing.
I've felt that thing inside me & I want it again
My brain takes a stop as my senses heighten, feeling his length tease my clit. I wrap my hand around his neck, hauling him closer to me, his tip coating my wetness
"Moreee" I'm close to sobbing
Successive slaps hit my ass, repeatedly. Three, Four, Six times non stop. I cry out just as my wetness trail down my inner thigh.
And at once, He pushes into me, using my neck for support.
"Yeeees. Harder" My palm finds his ass Pressing him deeper into him
"You drive m e eff in insane. s**t Yolz" He pulls out, tug my hair hard, arching my ass into him and he pushes himself deeper into me again. Out & In, Repeat thrice, each dive leading me to bite down on the desk. .
My soft cry, merge with his lapped breathe fanning my ear, have me panting
"c*m with me little slut"
As if on timer, We grunt out loud as his seed pour hot in me, pooling onto his desk while my body breaks free.
We both catch our breathe. Well he does, I am still shaking and my t**s still hurt.
He turns me around to suck on my lips, the suddenness cause me to dig my fingernails in his body.
His length dance around my lower part, driving a moan out of me.
He breaks the kiss & press his forehead to mine
"I am taking this desk Home" He say to no one as he lift me onto said desk. His c*m stick to my ass
"Very funny" I say, lifting up my ass because of the stickiness
"Sit properly on it" He sounds authoritative & deep causing me a tiny bit of fear
He lifts me to the bed at the end of the room and his palm finds my cheek.
"Every action in this room or any intimate setting—is done with respect to you. Any word or action that doesn't sit well with you, stop me and I will."
"I didn't like your tone earlier."
He rests his forehead on my shoulder and exhales.
"I noticed, and I'm sorry. I have no intention of hurting you."
For some unknown reason, I believe him.
He sounds almost broken.
"Kiss me, Ovie. And take me to the beach where we met."
I've made my decision and he obliges.
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