The demons of Ashcroft Manor (closed)

[DarkWarrioress]

The afternoon came and went and bled into the evening. Stacy was heading downstairs when she ran into Michael. He looked all hot and sweaty. Stacy just wanted to just lick him. Fuck. What was wrong with her lately? She had been acting like a nympho.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I was just passing through to the kitchen. Apologies for my appearance."

“Oh, Michael,” she backed up a bit. Her hand resting lightly on his upper arm, “You’re fine.”

Her eyes studied him from head to foot. They took in his lack of shirt. His muscles gleamed with sweat. She swallowed. They followed the droplets of sweat that ran down his chest and disappeared into the waistband of his jeans. Lord have mercy. She needed to get out of there before she jumped him. Stace moved around him and started for the dining room then paused. She wasn't sure if what she was about to do was wise, but what the heck. She quickly turned back around to him.

"Michael," she asked softly, "would you care to join me for dinner? I'm sure Marco made more than enough."

 

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Michael had traced her eyes as they traveled down his body and seeing it stirred memories of the dream he'd had. It was still so vivid in his mind. Him behind her as his fiancé urged him on. Though it was out of character for both of them it still felt as if it were more a memory of an actual event than a dream. He knew it was only him because this was really only the first time that he’d spoken to her but it felt like there was already a festering sexual tension between them.

When she turned to go Michael was watching her move until she stopped and turned to him.

"would you care to join me for dinner? I'm sure Marco made more than enough."

Michael was stunned by the invite and after a moment of hesitation he glanced down at his bare chest. “Umm, sure. If you just give me a moment to clean up and put something on, I’d love to.” He said, a little nervous about how spending more time with her might only exacerbate the thoughts he was having.

Racing back to his quarters Michael rinsed off quickly and pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and the one dress shirt he kept there, leaving his hair wet. He then quickly made his way to the dining room and took a seat at the table with her. “Thanks, I’m sure having to smell me might have ruined your appetite.” He said, as he sat.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Stacy was sitting in her usual place at the dining room table as Michael entered. Her eyes roamed over him, noting he had taken a quick shower. She knew she had taken him by surprise by asking him to join her.

“Thanks, I’m sure having to smell me might have ruined your appetite.”

She laughed briefly, amused.

“Doubtful, I’m sure. Thank you for joining me.”

Devin entered the room shortly and stopped short when he saw Michael sitting at the table. He threw Michael a questioning look then set everything down in front of Stacy. He backed away.

“I’ll go get another setting. Excuse me, a moment.”

When Devin left the room, Stacy raised her eyes from the tray he had set in front of her and looked at Michael in amusement.

“I told you Marco would make more than I could eat alone.”

She sat back in her chair to wait Devin’s return but in the meantime, asked…

“Tell me about yourself, Michael. I know you’re my gardener but is it something you always wanted to do?”

Stacy leaned forward, picked up her glass of water then sat back again, her eyes focused on Michael curiously.

 

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Michael noticed the look from Devin when he entered the room and it was clear that Devin thought Michael had overstepped. He didn't really feel like he was in a position to decline Stacy's offer though and even if he was, he wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to talk with her one on one. In the small town there were few other opportunities for someone with his skillset and losing this job would mean he and his fiancé would likely have to relocate and that was something she'd been quite clear about not wanting to do.

"Well yes actually. I studied landscape architecture and horticulture so it's been a passion of mine for quite a while. I like working with my hands and I find it so rewarding to see people enjoying an environment I helped to create. Do you ever do any gardening? I find it so relaxing." he replied trying not to picture her working in the garden in the sundress she was wearing and how distracted he might find himself if she was.

When Devin returned with a place setting for him Michael thanked him and did his best to ignore the look Devin shot him when he set it down. He watched as Devin disappeared back into the kitchen before continuing. "This is really nice and I appreciate it. The previous owner didn't really show much interest in interacting with me so this is a refreshing change."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Well yes actually. I studied landscape architecture and horticulture so it's been a passion of mine for quite a while. I like working with my hands and I find it so rewarding to see people enjoying an environment I helped to create. Do you ever do any gardening? I find it so relaxing."

Stacy glanced at his hands. She just bet he liked working with his hands. Looking into Michael’s eyes, she smiled and nodded.

“I do actually. I used to have a vegetable garden where I use to live and I planted all my own flowers and a few trees. I know exactly what you mean. When I need to get out of my head, that’s where I go to do it. There’s just something about getting your hands in the soil that’s so relaxing.”

They paused as Devin returned with the extra place setting and her eyes slightly narrowed on his back when he retreated from the room. She was going to have to have a conversation with him. Soon. Her attention returned to Michael and she smiled.

“You’re quite welcome. I like to get to know those in my employ. Eventually, I’d like us all to feel like family. Now, tell me about your fiancée.”

 

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Michael was surprised to hear Stacy express interest in hearing about his fiancé and his life outside of work. He wasn’t used to even being acknowledged much less being asked about such things. “Oh, she lives in town with her parents. We’ve been dating since our freshman year in high school and she’s the only girl I’ve ever been with.” He said, his face reddening when he realized how that sounded. It was certainly true but it wasn’t the point he was trying to make at the moment. “I mean, the only girl I’ve ever dated. She’s my first and only love.”

He knew that saying it likely made him sound a bit naive. Everyone he knew had dated around in high school and college but in his life, his fiancé had been the one true constant. Most times he viewed it as a truly special relationship but there were other times when he’d wished he had taken the opportunity to experiment with other women. “I’m sure that sounds corny to you. It kind of is I guess. It’s just how things happened.” He continued before taking a bit of his food.

“So there’s nobody special in your life right now?” He asked, steering the conversation away from him. “I’m sure you enjoy the freedom that brings huh?”

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Listening to Michael talk about his fiancée, she thought it was sweet and wondered what it would be like to be in their shoes. Then again, she knew herself, something like that wouldn’t fit her lifestyle.

Stacy shrugged at his question.

“No one special and the freedom it renders is a double-edged sword at times. So, how long have you worked here, Michael and how did you get hired?”

They made idle chit-chat as they ate lunch. It was nice having someone to eat with. She should do it more often. Who would she invite to join her next time? One of the ladies or one of the men? She half pondered it as she listened to her gardener.

 

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Michael went on to explain how he'd come across the opportunity at a time when he'd about given up on finding something local and how that reality would likely have ended his relationship with his fiancé. When Stacy had invited him to dine with her for dinner he hadn't expected to be sharing his life story and the intimate details of his relationship. She seemed interested though so he didn't mind. He was starting to feel like he was sharing too much though so he decided to change the subject to something less personal.

"Enough about me though. You'd mentioned you enjoyed gardening. If you'd like I could prepare you a vegetable garden on the grounds that you could plant and tend to. It'd be nice to have some company out there from time to time." he said just as Marco emerged from the kitchen then stopped at the side of the table.

"Are you finding everything to your liking ma'am? Is there anything else I can get for you?" he ask with his hands stiffly clasped behind his back as his gaze drifted conspicuously from her eyes down to her breasts then back up after a moment.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Enough about me though. You'd mentioned you enjoyed gardening. If you'd like I could prepare you a vegetable garden on the grounds that you could plant and tend to. It'd be nice to have some company out there from time to time."

Stacy’s eyes lit up.

“Really? Would you mind doing that for me? I’d love it. I miss gardening so much.”

Then Marco joined them. Stacy looked at him expectantly.

"Are you finding everything to your liking ma'am? Is there anything else I can get for you?"

“Everything is delicious, as usual, Marco. Thank you and no, I don’t believe we will need anything else.”

Hopefully, it was just about Marco being a good chef and not because she had been on the tile floor sucking his cock just a while ago. It was a polite dismissal. Hopefully Marco would take his cue from it.

 

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Michael watched Marco turn then return to the kitchen. He'd always found Marco's personality abrasive but the way he looked at Michael before he left seemed even more so this evening. Putting the interaction behind him Michael returned to the topic they'd been discussing before Marco entered.

"I wouldn't mind at all. As a matter of fact, I think I know the perfect spot for it. Maybe after dinner I can show you and we can see what you think?" Michael replied. He knew he had a couple hours before his fiancé's nightly call so he had some time. The call itself had become like clockwork since he'd taken the job. She wasn't fond of the fact that during the week he was required to stay on the grounds and since Stacy bought the place she seemed even less so. Michael knew that missing her call would raise all sorts of questions that he didn't feel like answering.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"I wouldn't mind at all. As a matter of fact, I think I know the perfect spot for it. Maybe after dinner I can show you and we can see what you think?"

“You know, that sounds lovely. I’ll look forward to it.”

While they ate and chatted a little, Stacy mind wandered to Marco. She certainly hoped that since she had been on her knees for him that he wasn’t going to make any sort of fuss when talked to any of the other men that worked in the mansion. With a slight shrug of her shoulders, Stacy finished her meal.

Michael and she stepped away from the table and headed outdoors, to the place that Michael said would make a good vegetable garden and sure enough when they stopped at a patch of untilled land, Stacy studied it and the position of the sun. Then she smiled at him.

“This looks like a good spot, Michael. You were right. Would you mind tilling the land for me? It doesn’t have to be done right away, but if you get to it sometime this week, that would be great.”

Stacy couldn’t wait to get her hands dirty, so to speak. However, looming over her was her book deadline, that would have to come first. It shouldn’t be much of a problem though. She laid a hand on Michael’s arm softly.

“I’ll leave you here to figure out how big to make it. I know you probably have a fiancée to see as well. Thank you, Michael for suggesting this.”

She turned to leave him and make her way back to her study. It was time to get a little writing done before going to sleep.

 

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Out on the grounds at night, Michael couldn’t help entertaining a brief fantasy about Stacy and what could possibly happen. His mind kept wandering back to the dream of her seductively kneeling in the garden begging him to take her from behind. Though he hadn’t necessarily intended it, getting her out gardening with him took him one step closer to that dream becoming a reality. Michael blinked hard forcing the thoughts from his mind and refocusing on the fact that he was engaged. “It’d be my pleasure. I’ll let you know when it’s ready for you.” Micheal replied before watching Stacy disappear into the house.

As the hour got late the staff began to their quarters. Devin passed by Stacy’s office one last time to make sure he was no longer required before turning in himself. He hadn’t been asleep for more than 10 minutes before the dark wisps filtered beneath the door then took their demon form above him.

Beneath his closed eyelids Devin’s eyes darted around wildly as the demons weaved their visions into his dreams. His heart raced as the imagery became more charged then suddenly he was on his feet.

Still safely shrouded in the veil of sleep Devin made his way to Meagan’s room then stood over her as he watched her sleep. So beautiful and peaceful, Devin couldn’t resist allowing the lucid dream to guide him. Without a word Devin slipped beneath her covers then crawled up from the foot of her bed between her spread thighs. As he reached their apex Devin pressed Meagan’s panties aside then buried his face between her soft bare folds.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“WHAT THE….”

Meagan’s voice yelled as she was abruptly awakened by someone daring to enter her room. Before she could even sit up and rip back the blankets, she moaned as her thighs were spread widely apart and she felt a face between her thighs and felt a tongue lap at her clit.

Lifting the blankets, her eyes widened. It was Devin. She had no time to speak as her hands buried themselves in his hair and her hips arched up to meet him. She felt her arousal slicken her opening, felt it start to glide down her inner thighs as her hands tightened in his hair, moaning his name softly.

 

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For the second time in the same day Devin felt like he had no agency over his mind or his body. Both seemed to have ceded control to something or someone else but he had no idea who or what and the left him feeling someone like a spectator as he observed himself doing things he never otherwise would have. "Fuck your pussy tastes like heaven." he said breathlessly before burying his tongue again in Meagan's sweet wetness. The demons had claimed Devin's mind and body completely and it was only a matter of time before they no longer needed his physical form for the mayhem they had planned.

Out in his cabin Michael finished his nightly call with his fiancé then went about cleaning the remnants of his days work from his tired body. As he showered he mulled over the garden that he'd discussed with Stacy and the supplies he'd need to pick up for her. Outside of the basics, the decision of what it was she wanted to plant was left unsettled. When he was done getting cleaned up he pulled on a pair of workout shorts and a faded tee then thumbed through one of his catalogs to the vegetable section. A quick glance out the window revealed that the light in Stacy's office was still on and he presumed she had to be close to done for the evening so he slipped into his flip flops then headed out to see if she wanted to give him some guidance as to what to pick up at the store in the morning for her.

After a light tap on the door Michael tentatively pushed it open. "Sorry to bother you. I'm going to pick up some seeds in the morning and wanted to see if you had any preference on what I get." he said, holding the catalog out.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Devin was devouring her and her hips rose, bucked and grinded against his face. Her fingers found hold in his hair, fisting it. Lifting her head slightly, she looked down her body. At his words, she felt herself getting wetter. What was happening around here? First he-----

“Oh! Oh. Oh.”

The word slipped out from between her lips. Her head bumped back down on the mattress under her. Her fingers tightened in his hair as she meshed her wet pussy into his face and rode his tongue.

“Devin,” she panted at the man nestled between her thighs doing wicked things to her body.

“Devin, come up here. I want---I want to taste you… I want to suck your cock. Pllleeaassse.”

She begged between breaths. She didn’t understand what was going on with her. She simply knew she wanted his cock diving down her throat until his hot heat splashed the lining of her throat. Her fingers tightened in his hair. Her nails scraped the back of his head.

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The soft knock on her study door made Stacy’s head shoot up from her contemplation of the computer screen in front of her, frowning toward the door as it opened. The frown turned into a smile as Michael entered with a catalog of sorts in his hand.

“Come in, Michael. Come in and have a seat. What can I do for you?”

Reaching under her monitor, Stacy turned it off and then turned her attention to Michael.

 

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Devin was in a frenzy and it seemed the tighter that Meagan gripped his hair, the more frenzied the movement of his tongue became. When she finally tugged him up toward her Devin eagerly climbed the bed, straddling her chest as he leaned forward, braced himself against the wall behind her headboard then guided himself into her mouth.

"Oh fuck, your mouth feels amazing." Devin gasped breathlessly as he rocked his hips and began fucking Meagan's pretty little mouth.


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Even though Michael knew that this could have waited until morning, he couldn't manage to stop himself from coming up to her office. Based on the amount of time she spent in there he knew she was likely working against tight deadlines and someone as important as her clearly had more pressing things on her mind. Still he found himself unable to resist taking the opportunity to extend the time he'd spent with her that evening.

"Well, I just wanted to see if you had any thoughts about what you might like to plant. I'm going to the nursery tomorrow and wanted an idea of what I should get." he said though instead of taking a seat as she asked he found himself rounding her desk and laying the catalog in front of her as he hovered just behind.

"I was thinking maybe some tomatoes, squash, carrots." he said, leaning over her shoulder and pointing to the various options as he called them out. "Maybe some eggplant?"

 

[DarkWarrioress]

What Devin was doing to her with his mouth was amazing. However, she wanted more. She wanted his taste on her tongue. She watched as he drew himself up and grabbed the headboard of the bed, leaning over her. His cock dripped just inches from her face. Devin guided his throbbing, huge cock to her lips. Meagan opened her mouth and let him slide across her tongue. Her lips closed around his length as he kept feeding m\her more of his cock. She felt his hips rock, sending his cockhead to rub at the back of her throat. He pulled and pushed his hips. Meagan’s tongue slid over the underside of his cock before rounding upward to catch him on an incoming push and she rubbed the flat of her tongue over his head. She could taste the bit of pre-cum that had escaped and it caused her to suck on his cock like it was a straw.

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Michael came further into her study but instead of sitting down, he rounded her desk, setting a catalog on it and leaned in. Biting her bottom lip in concentration, she leaned toward the catalog as she studied the pages before her and listened to words. She inhaled deeply and caught Michael’s scent. Her core tightened in response. He leaned over her shoulder and she had to grab her thigh to stop herself from grabbing him. Stacy nodded.

“Those---- those sound like good ideas, Michael.”

Shifting slightly in her chair she gazed up at his face.

 

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Looking down Devin couldn't seem to take his eyes off the way Meagan's hands pressed against his thighs and the pockets that had formed in her cheeks from the suction as he pumped his cock into her mouth. Like earlier in the day he still didn't know what it was that had come over him. This wasn't at all how he acted but it seemed to be coming to him as naturally as breathing.

"That's right! Suck it. Take it all!" he moaned out as he thrust deep into her mouth. It was only a moment or two more before his thrusts slowed to a stop and he withdrew from her mouth until just the tip remained between her lips. He wanted to watch all of it and he didn't want his view blocked by his torso as he came in her pretty mouth. "Oh god, fuck yes!" he moaned out as his cock pulsated sending the first jet of his seed into her mouth.

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When Stacy looked up and their eyes met Michael found himself frozen in place. The pull to her that he'd felt before now seemed to have full control of him, drawing him in. His eyes moved from hers down to her soft full lips and almost imperceptibly he found himself lowering himself closer to them.

His heart pounding against the walls of his chest Michael tried to will himself to stand, to pull himself away. Even thoughts of his fiancé couldn't seem to break him from the gravitational pull that he was trapped in. Dipping lower still he felt her warm breath wash over his lips then the soft touch as his lips found hers and he kissed her tenderly.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

His hot seed coated the interior of her mouth as Meagan started to swallow what he was feeding her. Her tongue stroked the underside of his cockhead as she kept swallowing. His words were driving her crazy. Her hand reached between her thighs. Her fingers slipped over her swollen clit, making her moan around his dick head. She rubbed herself furiously, chasing her own pleasure even as she insured Devin’s.

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Their eyes locked and Stacy couldn’t look away. She knew Michael had a fiancée. That all didn’t seem to matter in this moment. His head drew closer to hers. When she felt his breath on her lips, a hand reached up, her fingers sliding into the hair at the back of his head and came to rest on the back of his neck, cupping it gently as their lips touched. The kiss was gentle and her lips parted to invite him deeper in.

 

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Everything in Michael was screaming at him to stop but Stacy's hand gently cupping the back of his neck somehow felt unescapable. Even as her fingers lightly brushed across his skin her hand was like a tight binding hold him in place. Michael let out a soft moan against her lips as they parted and his tongue slipped between them.

With a hand on the arm of her chair Michael swiveled it until she was facing him then slowly lowered himself down as their mouths explored the others. Finally down on his knees their lips parted for a moment as he pressed his forehead against hers, his breathing heavy. Michael found himself struggling to find the will to walk away even has his hands slipped up the outside of her thighs and beneath her sundress. Pulling back a moment his gaze fixed on Stacy's again and whatever will he'd gathered quickly escaped him again.

Michael's lips crashed hard against Stacy's with an for more intensity than the first. His tongue wrestling with hers while his hands found her hips beneath the skirt of her dress. Michael pulled away once again, looking at Stacy breathlessly before slowly lowering himself then planting kiss on the inside of her thigh.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The moment with Michael was unworldly or so it seemed right then. Their kiss seemed to stop time and where and who they were. Right then, there was just the two of them. Michael turned her chair and got down on his knees in front of her. As he pressed his forehead to hers, their breath mingled. Their eyes locked and she saw in his eyes, uncertainty, but before she could say anything, Michael’s lips crashed against hers. Stacy felt like she was standing on a beach as the waves knocked into her. His hands slipped under her sun dress and she tensed slightly. Her panties were soaked. Her thighs had parted slightly as they kissed.

Michael broke their kiss and she felt his lips on the inside of her thigh. She gripped the arms of her chair and moaned softly. Her core pulsed, wanting to feel him there. Her body trembled slightly. Her fingers found his hair and slid into it, gripping it lightly. They didn’t urge. They didn’t force. They simply slipped through his hair time and time again.

 

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Michael knew just how closely he was dancing to the flame. Not only was he engaged but this was his boss and she held his career in the palm of her hand. Instead of dissuading him though, the realization only made him want to please her more and her fingers tangling in her hair told him he was doing just that.

Lifting his lips from Stacy's thigh, Michael looked up at her again as he gripped her hips then tugged them to the edge of her chair. His hands then slipped further up then slowly drew her panties down past her hips as she subtly lifted them to let them pass. When he pulled them to her knees his lips found the soft flesh of her thigh again as the lowered them the rest of the way then off her feet. "God, I want this." Michael breathed against her skin, maybe more to confirm it to himself than to convey it to Stacy, as he parted her legs again and his lips began to climb. As they did he gathered the skirt of her sundress until her damp folds were laid bare to him. Without another moment of hesitation Michael parted her with his tongue then sought out her sensitive nub as his fingers probed eagerly at her tight passage.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

When Michael lifted his face to look at her, she gently smiled encouragingly. Time had ceased to exist for the two of them. His hands came up and gripped her hips, pulling her closer to the edge of the chair. His fingers took possession of her panties, tugging them further down her legs until he could actually remove them.

"God, I want this."

She felt his warm breath against her skin as he spoke, sending shivers down her spine along with a surge of desire to carnally know this man in front of her. She felt him part her thighs wider apart and as his lips trailed up her inner thighs, she could feel the sexual tension building in her. The anticipation. Her hands, which had relinquished their hold on his hair, now gripped the arms of her desk chair. Her body grew taut in expectation.

There was a sharp intake of breath that came out like a low hiss as Michael’s tongue found her clit and his fingers delved into her core. Stacy couldn’t hold back the small moan that left her lips.

“Oh yes, Michael….please….”

The internal muscles in her core tightened around his exploring fingers. Her hips arched upward, trying to get closer to his tongue.

“Oh god, Michael…” she whispered rather loudly as her hips ground against him, “More. I need more..”

 

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In the back of Michael’s mind he knew he should be thinking about the hurt and disappointment he’d be causing his fiancé. All he could think about though was the picture of her in his dream, urging him on. It felt like she was standing over him, cheering him on and as unrealistic as it was, it allowed him to put all the rest aside.

Michael’s fingers plunged into Stacy as his tongue worked its magic, taking them both to new heights of desire. When Michael’s desire peaked he forced himself from his nestled spot between her legs then quickly guided her to her feet. “Turn around.” He said breathlessly as he continued to guide her then forced her chest down onto her desk. His hands worked quickly releasing her buttons of his jeans until they fell past his hips leaving his member standing proudly between them.

“Mmmmm, look at that. So pretty.” Michael said in a breathy whisper as he lifted the skirt of Stacy’s sundress and exposed her ass. A gentle slap of her soft flesh broke the silence of the room and he caressed her ass as he guided himself into her tight passage.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He said as he sank deeper into her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Michael’s tongue felt like heaven, but she needed more and as if sensing that, Michael stood up.

“Turn around.”

Two little words, but words that a great impact on Stacy. She did as she told. Her hands pressed to the top of her desk. Michael pushed her chest to the desktop. She could hear him behind her, between her legs as he quickly set his cock free from his jeans. She felt her skirt being lifted. She was getting the top of her desk wet, but she hardly cared. Stacy made a startled sound of surprise as Michael slapped her ass then caressed it. Her desire hit the roof and she moaned softly.

“Fuck you feel so good.”

She wanted to tell him that he did too. Her fingers were digging into the wood of her desk. Her ass lifted and backed into him as he started to delve deeper into her core. Her internal muscles clenched around him, rippling along his length and sucking him in deeper.

“Fuck me, Michael. Don’t stop.”

She cried out into the room void of anybody but him. The sounds of them having sex, of their skin slapping against each other, the wet sounds her pussy made as Michael stroked in and out of her, reverberated around the room. The scent of them having sex, filled her nostrils and it all sent her senses soaring. Lightning seemed to slide through her veins. Her body slammed back against him when he stroked inward. Her tits bounced on the desktop and the heat in her body just continued to build.