Her veins still pumped ice water and her throat and mouth still felt as dry as the Sahara. But this time, something was different. These physical reactions weren't coming out of a place of fear. She wasn't afraid or reticent. Her pulse was pounding through pure, raw, unadulterated passion. She wanted Brian to come toward her. And so he did. He came closer and closer, and as he grew larger in her view, she saw how truly attractive he was. He wasn't just a handsome man. He was a handsome man who wanted her to experience all the majesty that the human body is capable of. He was the man to do it, too, and he was coming closer, and closer.........
Chapter 8
Before Brian made it all the way to her cubicle, Leah had a brief moment to think about all that had happened that day. Earlier, before she had gone into work, Brian had been a man who she was attracted to and who was very kind and generous to her. She would have said that she admired his character more than his person, despite the fact that he was handsome and rich. But that was before the event in his office. After that, Leah could never go back to the way she was. Not completely. And how cruel and crushing it was when Cheryl had interrupted them with the worst-timed door knocking in human history.
But that didn't matter now. There was no Cheryl, there was no Crystal. It was just Leah and Brian. And after what seemed like forever, he was standing there right in front of her. She rose up slowly and stood face to face with him. Her lip was quivering – she couldn't help it.
“Hi Leah, I'm sorry I took so long.” said Brian. “I was tied up with the Dover account. I'll probably have to go out there this week.”
“Oh, it's okay. I had some catching up to do with work anyway. I mean, I finished all my....”
But before she could finish, Brian wrapped his hands around her waist and brought her in for a passionate kiss. This time Leah wasn't just a recipient. She kissed him back, hard. And what's more, she responded by putting her arms around him and caressing his muscular, sculpted back. Brian smiled.
“My lady is already learning.” he said. And then he lifted her with ease and set her on her desk. The phone and some papers slid off and he joined her atop the desk, ripping her shirt off and crawling on top of her. Leah's supple breasts heaved with her breath as he kissed her collarbone, slowly moving down to her soft, fleshy orbs. He began to kiss them and Leah marveled at how much more intense this experience was than when he was rubbing her nipples with her fingers, which itself was incredibly sensual. Brian's tongue felt heavenly as the wet warmth slapped against her erect nipples. As he took a nipple in his mouth, he began to stroke her other breast, and then switched so that Leah could feel the invigorating throb of pressure in each nipple.
He began to start moving his head down, kissing her stomach and navel as he went along. Leah responded by rubbing on her own breasts, which caused Brian to smile. “Yes, that's the way,” he said. “I want you to feel incredible, Leah. You deserve it.”
With that, he slid down her pants and panties. Leah was lying stark naked on her desk – the desk that had only been hers for a couple weeks. Brian pulled her legs up so that her feet rested on the end of the desk and began to kiss around her vulva. Already it was swelled with blood and ready for action. But still, despite the obvious visual signs, Leah shivered and was afraid. Brian, always one step ahead of her, knew that she was uncomfortable.
“Leah, what's wrong?”
“Oh it's nothing....it's just that I'm.....not used to this sort of thing.”
“Oral sex?”
“Well, yes. I mean I'm familiar with it but I've never been overly comfortable with the idea.”
“That's because you've never had anybody who dedicated themselves to your pleasure. Now, relax.”
As he said this, he spread her labia
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