I closed the door behind me with a heel kick. Her hands were already on my shoulders, her body pressed against mine. Her sweet perfume, a blend of vanilla, enveloped me. I smiled, that cocky smile she both hated and loved, and slid my hands under her shapely thighs, just above the stockings.
With a fluid motion, I lifted her. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist, her heels tapping softly against my lower back. She wasn't light, but I could carry her weight for ten years if I had to.
"Easy, Mei. We have time." I laughed.
I carried her like that, effortlessly, her round ass resting in my hands, her breasts crushed against my chest. Her lips sought mine, cheeks flushed, an expression she never showed in public. I kissed her slowly, deeply, tasting the strawberry gloss on her tongue.
"Hmm~"
She moaned into my mouth, which made me harden instantly. My fingers kneaded her thighs, sliding up to the edge of her skirt, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric.
I set her down on the edge of her desk without breaking the kiss. My hands glided over her hips, then onto her white blouse stretched tight because of her big breasts. Slowly, button by button, I unfastened it, gradually revealing the black lace of her bra and the milky skin beneath. When the fabric opened completely, her two perfect arguments.
E-cup, her heavy breasts revealed themselves to me, barely contained by the lace. They were snow-white under the harsh office light, with pale pink areolas already pointing.
"Stop staring, you're making them uncomfortable~."
"You're just perfect, Mei."
I couldn't help but lean in. My mouth found her left breast, lips closing around the hardened nipple. I nibbled gently, then harder, pulling it between my teeth until she let out a muffled moan, her fingers sinking into my black hair.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, nipples growing harder under my tongue.
I moved to the other breast, licking, sucking, teasing it slowly.
"You make me so horny so fast, Kylian ~Hnnh.. AHHH~"
My hands massaged the soft, heavy flesh, kneading, squeezing as I left kisses along her neck.
"After all this time… I finally feel alive with you," she murmured between gasps, voice trembling.
"Hnnahh~"
I lifted my head just enough to look into her eyes, then went back down. One of my hands left her breast to slide along her thigh. I grabbed the edge of her sheer stockings and slowly pulled them down, centimeter by centimeter, revealing her warm, soft skin.
My fingers brushed the inside of her thigh, climbing dangerously high. When I finally touched the bare flesh just above the stocking, she jolted and moaned louder, her hips lifting toward me.
"You're so turned on, Mei... I'm afraid I'll have to help you release.."
I stroked her there, gently, just enough to make her shiver, never going further. My lips returned to her neck, tracing a line of wet kisses up to her ear. I nibbled the lobe, then blew softly. She arched, pressing her breasts even harder against me.
"I love you so much, Kylian." She said while pressing my head into her breasts.
"I know..."
In reality… I didn't know if I loved her. Not like Jonathan with Jessica. I grew up in an orphanage, then in foster families that returned me after a few months, then back to the orphanage until I was 17. Love, the real kind, the one that makes you stupid, the one that makes you sacrifice everything… I didn't even know what it looked like. Mei, I cared about her. I didn't want anything to happen to her.
I desired her like crazy. But love? I think I was incapable of it. The person who would make me sacrifice myself isn't in this world yet, not even my first crush.
Parasitic thoughts filled my mind, but when Mei nibbled my ear, I snapped out of my daze.
"And you, Kylian… do you love me?" she murmured.
I felt my heart do a strange leap. I lifted my head, plunged my eyes into hers.
My hands slid under her ass, kneading firmly, moving up to her lower back. I lifted her again, pressing her against me, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I sucked on her neck, leaving red marks where my lips passed, nibbling the sensitive skin just below her ear.
"Then I can only prove it, my cold milf," I breathed against her skin.
I don't like lying, but when necessary I would do it without hesitation.
"I care about you, Mei," I murmured against her lips. "More than you believe."
'A player like me can only lie in this kind of situation...'
Slowly, I pulled back with a shared shiver, the skin on my back tingling from the air. "Don't move," I whispered, my voice hoarse.
My hand slid between her damp thighs, caught the thin elastic band of the black lace, already soaked and warm, and gently pushed it aside over her mound. She was completely open, her inner lips pink and swollen, glistening with our mixed fluids. I ran two fingers along her outer lips, parting them gently, and the pad of my thumb met the hard, swollen surface of her clit.
"Mmmh..." she moaned, a low, throaty sound from deep in her throat.
I began to stroke her in slow circles, very slow, applying precise pressure with the pad of my finger. Her ass lifted involuntarily from the desk. "There..." she breathed. "Right there."
I moved a little lower, slid my index and middle fingers inside her, feeling her inner muscles clench immediately. I curled my fingers to massage the upper wall of her vagina, searching for that spongy spot.
"Ah! Aaah..." Her breathing quickened. Her hands gripped my shoulders, nails digging into my skin.
I moved my fingers faster, a steady in-and-out, while my thumb kept its circular pressure on her clit. The sound of wet skin and friction filled the silence between her gasps. "Yes... like that, keep going," she begged, head thrown back.
Her thighs began to tremble uncontrollably. In less than a minute, her whole body arched violently, her cry "Haaaaan!" muffled as she bit her own lip. I felt the muscular walls of her vagina contract in a series of rapid, powerful spasms around my fingers. A trickle of clear liquid ran down my hand as her body was shaken by jerks.
When the last waves of her orgasm faded, she collapsed back, panting. "My God..."