The kiss deepened, turning intimate in a heartbeat yet strangely rushed, as though desire itself had seized control. Their lips collided with hungry precision, licking, tangling, devouring, eyes squeezed shut as if the world beyond this moment had ceased to exist.
Natty let out a muffled moan, high and breathless, soaked in raw ecstasy. Her breathing grew thick, almost guttural, rising and falling in frantic waves. She wanted more, no, she needed more. It felt as though she was barely tasting him, barely getting enough, and the lack only sharpened her hunger.
She leaned forward, bracing one palm against the desk, while her other hand slid up to the back of his head. Her fingers tangled into his hair as she pulled him closer, forcing his lips deeper against hers. Soft moans spilled freely from her mouth now, unchecked, her body twitching and trembling as pleasure rippled through her like electricity.
Tony's hands moved over her like an untamed thing, driven by instinct rather than thought. One hand caressed her bare back, skin exposed by the daring open back gown she wore, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate paths that left goosebumps in their wake. His other hand slid from her lap, down the curve of her ass, then back again, claiming her with unapologetic intent.
She was already overflowing with sensation, so saturated with pleasure that patience became impossible. Everything felt rushed because she wanted to devour Tony, roughly, wildly, as though holding back might shatter her.
Tony, however, changed tactics.
He broke from her lips and kissed downward, trailing slow, controlled kisses along her jaw and down to her neck. His pace matched her urgency, yet his touch was maddeningly light, deliberate kisses that burned and seared, sending sharp sparks straight through her body.
"Uhh…" she moaned softly, arching her neck back, surrendering the exposed column of her throat. His lips were cool and tantalizing against her heated skin, his warm breath brushing her nerves. The sensation rippled through her entire body, gathering and pooling between her thighs, where a fierce, aching heat took hold.
"Yesssss…" she whispered, voice trembling with raw pleasure. Her eyes stayed shut, her body wrapped in a feverish, ardent haze that made thinking impossible.
Tony continued his descent, kissing along her shoulders. Each kiss was precise, dangerous, striking those perfect, forbidden points that unraveled her completely. Her breathing turned ragged, her body shuddering under the relentless stimulation.
When his lips hovered just above her breasts, Natty leaned back further, her hands already planted on the desk behind her. The posture was unspoken, instinctive, I surrender myself to you. An open offering meant for Tony alone.
With effortless confidence, Tony's hands glided over her body, starting from her lower abdomen and traveling upward. His palms closed around her breasts, and he squeezed, firm, deliberate, unforgiving.
The moan tore out of her like it had been punched free.
He squeezed again, harder this time, but the gown still stood in the way, robbing them both of the full, gratifying contact. And Natty wanted rough. She wanted reckless.
As if reading her hunger, Tony grabbed the gown and yanked it down in one frolicsome motion. The fabric slid away, and her breasts bounced free into the open air.
"Uuuuh… uh…" Natty moaned, her voice breathless and shaky. "You are naughty, Tom… I like naughty."
Tony smiled as he dragged the gown further down to her waist, rewarding himself with an intoxicating view of her exposed skin, especially those perfect, tempting curves on her chest. They were soft, lush, and maddeningly inviting. Every instinct in him screamed to devour her.
Her light brown nipples stood stiff and pointed, aimed at him as if calling him forward, begging to be tasted.
Tony didn't rush.
He caressed her body first, savoring the feel of her skin beneath his hands. It was warm, alluring, alive, and the simple touch sent waves of bliss crashing through both of them.
Slowly, deliberately, his hands returned to her breasts.
He wrapped his fingers around them, and the effect was nothing short of rapturous.
"Awwww… God…" Natty moaned, arching her back, pushing her chest out toward him. Her breath hitched, stuttering as sensation overwhelmed her.
Tony squeezed again, unable to resist. They were impossibly soft, their fullness spilling between his fingers as he kneaded and fondled them with growing hunger. He enjoyed the feel, the weight, the way her body reacted to every touch.
Then, lightly, almost teasingly, he pinched her nipple.
The effect was immediate and overwhelming. Natty moaned as the sensation struck deep, thrilling her, rattling her bones, burning hot and ardent through her veins.
"D… don't stop," Natty moaned breathlessly. "Don't stop, Tom."
But then he did.
Tony stopped.
First.
Tony lifted his head and looked up at her. Natty noticed instantly. Her breath hitched as she met his gaze, a flicker of uncertainty flashing across her face.
"What… what's wrong?" she asked softly, shy, hoping it was not what her mind feared.
Tony only smiled.
With a calm, unhurried motion that stood in sharp contrast to the frenzy that had come before, he leaned forward and placed a slow kiss between her breasts.
Natty giggled shyly. That single, teasing kiss sent a deep tingle straight to her bones.
"Complete the transfer, Natty," Tony whispered, kissing the same spot again.
"Haaaaaa…" she gasped lowly, biting her lower lip. Her hands trembled as she reached for her phone. The moment she picked it up, Tony wrapped his mouth around her left breast, suckling deeply, his tongue swirling around her nipple in slow, teasing circles.
"Awwww…" Natty moaned as shivers raced violently through her body. Her mind was already unraveling. She barely noticed that the amount on her screen had changed, that it now read 7,000,000 instead of 70,000.
"C… c call…" she stammered, then broke into a breathless cry. "Aww, fuck, Tom. You are so good." Her body shuddered hard under the effect.
"C… call the account number," she finally muttered.
She could barely hold the phone steady.
Her breathing came uneven, broken, her body still trembling as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. Her mind was no longer present, drifting somewhere warm and heavy, barely capable of processing anything beyond the sensations flooding her nerves.
Tony watched her with quiet satisfaction. His expression remained calm, unreadable, yet his eyes gleamed with intent. He suckled her breast again, his tongue teasing her hardened nipple before lightly pinching it with his teeth.
Natty shuddered violently.
"Uhhh… uuuh, alright… tell me your account…" she cried, voice thin and shaky. "Fuck, Tom, I like that…"
Tony did not rush.
This time, unlike before, he took his time. Calmly, deliberately, he slipped his fingers between her legs, sending another violent shudder through her body.
She was wet. Warm. Ready. Her body betrayed her completely.
His hand slid beneath her panties, and the moment he touched her, Natty's entire body shook. The sensation surged through every nerve. Her eyes squeezed shut, her body twitching uncontrollably, her grip on the phone nearly failing.
"Fuck the account details, you are so good," she cried, words tumbling out as nonsense. "Uhhhh… fuck… yes… account details, call yours, Tom," she moaned again.
Tony smiled at the way she said it.
Then, in a low whisper, he began to recite the digits slowly, deliberately, each number sinking into her fogged mind.
"Two… three… zero… nine…"
His voice was steady, grounding, guiding her through the haze. With every number, his finger brushed her clit just enough to tear fresh moans from her throat, filling the office with her breathless sounds.
She typed with trembling fingers, vision blurring, completely unaware of the extra zero he had added earlier. She did not see that the amount field now read 700,000, not 70,000.
All she felt was the lingering pleasure spiraling through her nerves, making clear thought impossible.
"Again…" she breathed shakily. "Say it again… God, just like that, Tom… again… so I don't mess it up."
"You typed it perfectly," Tony murmured, his voice brushing her ear like a warm touch.
Her mind melted all over again.
She clicked Proceed.
A confirmation message appeared.
Then another.
Then another.
Normally, she would have read every detail.
Tonight, she read nothing.
Still lost in sensation, needing both hands just to steady the phone, Natty kept tapping without thinking.
Proceed.
Proceed.
Confirm.
Proceed.
Her thumb obeyed every glowing button. She did not even realize when she entered her security password. Tony already knew every place that unraveled her, every response her body gave automatically, reacting faster than her mind ever could.
Tony continued teasing her, touching her exactly the way she loved. And now that he had given her his bank details, his mouth returned to her breast, serving her pleasure patiently, knowing how clouded her thoughts were, how easy trust became in this state.
"It's just one more," he murmured gently.
She clicked the final confirmation.
And then the message appeared.
Transaction Successful.