Lips smash against soft lips.
Tongues tangle in the dance of primal need.
Teeth collide to bite each other’s skin.
She grabs my hips gripping them hard, her hand pulls the bun on my hair loose. Curls fall against the small of my back, she pushes my body against her couch in the large office.
She pulls my blouse apart ripping several buttons off. I gasp as she leaves harsh kisses against the flesh of my neck down between the valley of my breasts.
Her hand hikes the hem of the black skirt up against my thighs. Slender fingers find their way through the panty that blocks her from an entrance. She moves them to the side revealing my aching cunt.
She eyes it like it’s a prized possession.
A hungry look that wants to ravage me in every way. I want all of her at this moment. Her intensity
