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Alicia’s fingers deftly work at my belt, undoing the buckle with a practiced ease. In her sound-proofed office, there is no other sound than our breathing. Gone are the laughter and conversations of our friends in the other rooms. I marvel at the way her eyes seem to devour me, just as mine devoured her body moments before. I pull my shirt up, revealing scars that do not frighten her anymore. I push my jeans down, my boxers following suit. We stand before each other now, completely bare, completely vulnerable.
Alicia advances, her palms pressing firmly against my chest, propelling me backward. I falter slightly, taken aback by the unexpected show of force, smile, and steady myself on the edge of her desk. The cool surface offers contrasts to the heat radiating from our bodies. I chuckle as she flashes a wicked grin. With a swift movement, she pushes me onto the desk, her hands exploring my body with a fervor that mirrors my own. I grasp her hips, pulling her closer, the desire so strong it’s nearly unbearable. My heart races. I can sense the anticipation surging within me as I await her next move. Today, I’m letting her take the lead.
Our lips lock once more, the intensity of our kisses escalating as we surrender ourselves to the moment. Alicia’s fingers twist into my hair, tugging gently as she presses herself against me. The sensation sends a jolt of desire through me, making my heart race faster.
I slide my hand between us, my fingers brushing against the damp fabric of her panties. I trace the outline of her through the material, her breath catching as I caress her most sensitive spot. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as I continue to explore every inch of her body, my touch igniting a fire within us both.
I let out a low growl, my fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. With a swift tug, I pull them down her legs. I can smell her desire. I cast the small piece of material aside, my eyes never leaving hers as I position myself at her entrance. My hands grip her hips, guiding her onto me with gentle pressure. She sinks down slowly, her gaze locked onto mine as I fill her completely, our connection deepening with every inch.
We move in perfect harmony, our bodies synchronized in a dance older than time itself. The rhythm of our lovemaking fills the room. The desk beneath us creaks in protest. We don’t care; we’re lost in our own world of pleasure and passion, where nothing else matters but the two of us and this moment of pure, unadulterated bliss.
As we reach the peak of our desire, our movements become frantic, our breaths ragged. Alicia’s nails dig into my skin, leaving marks that I’ll wear proudly as evidence of our love.
With one final, powerful thrust, we both reach our climax, our bodies shuddering with the force of our release. We collapse against each other, our hearts in unison as we struggle to catch our breath.
After a few moments, Alicia lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine with a soft, loving gaze. “I love you, Ace,” she whispers, her voice filled with emotion.
I smile, brushing a stray hair from her face. “I love you too, Alicia. More than you will ever know.”
We share one more lingering kiss before reluctantly pulling apart and getting dressed. We slip back into the party, hand in hand. I think no one has noticed our absence. Oh no, I’m wrong.
Ice and Lisa, holding court next to the conference table, did notice. They both wink. Their smiles are such that I’m thinking maybe the good and proper Lisa is just a facade hiding a wild cat Ice knows how to let out.
They’ve had their time. Now it’s ours.
I am the luckiest man alive.
So happy this was not just a fugitive flirtation!