EroticReverie

Audrey Lorelei Adams

This couldn't be real life, it just couldn't be. 

I'd told myself already that I wouldn't do it, that I wouldn't cave to him. If he wasn't going to force me, then I'd never give it to him or let him have it. 

So much for that. So much for the part of my brain that tried desperately to make realize this wasn't a good idea. Any of it. Him going down on me, him making me weak and melt in his hands like putty. 

But here we were, here he was. Inside of me. Fucking me from within an inch of my life it felt like. He was rough, so incredibly rough and demanding with each thrust, my pussy was done for. His cock was so fucking perfect, I'd never had my hands on one as thick as his.  

I couldnt explain Maksim or how he had me feel. It's like he was a phenomenon of a man, and when he asked me where the hell I came from, or where I got a pussy like mine? I wanted to respond with the fucking same. A man that looked like him and exuded the kind of power he did, had no right have a cock so fucking perfect. 

Watching him fuck me was the hottest thing I'd ever witnessed. Maksim was blessed with a cock, that he knew exactly how to use. I felt helpless, like each thrust of his cock made me more and more his. Like he was training my body to know him, to need him, training my cunt to remember his cock , training my ears to remember his groans and his words, making every part of my body he touched beg for more of the memory of his hands the second they left one spot to reach for another. I needed his hands everywhere at once. I was so god damn desperate for him and I hated that I didn't know why, or how. 

He let me claim his cock as mine. Making me give him my pussy, letting him know it was his. 

I lose myself the moment he says "Then why isn't it fucking cumming on my cock yet like I want it to Lavender? Make it fucking cum" 

With his thumb on my clit and his cock pounding into me, his forehead against mine, the moment that has us both panting heavily, so intimate as he stares right in my eyes. 

I squeeze mine shut. 

"look at me when you are cumming on my cock Lavender" he growls and I fight to open my eyes as I cry, my walls clenching around him as my cunt pulses and he groans.

"fuck, you're so sweet" he grunts. 

"so god damn precious cumming like a good girl on my cock" he groans. 

His cock fills me again and again as he groans through the spasms of my walls , his hands come to my thighs and he slides out then grabs his cock, and aims. 

I bite my lip as I whimper and watch him cum all over the patch of pubic hair above my soaked pussy. 

"FUCK" he grunts as he moves his fist to the head of his cock and more cum spurts from the tip, hitting the hair and he groans watching it drip and then pushes the head of his cock over my pussy as he rubs it in, moving it around and then takes his hand and grabs my neck from behind as I still stay propped up on my hands. My legs slip over the edge of the desk as he stands between my legs and bends his head down and captures my still panting mouth as both of us try to calm ourselves, but our mouths dont help matters . Each of us grabbing at each others faces and then me wrapping my legs around him and sliding my hands up his back and he groans into my mouth. 

A knock at the door makes me move my mouth from his and looking over his shoulder to the door across the room.

He grumbles and then grabs my face and I look at him. 

"I have to go." he says. 

My brows pinch and my lips tighten.

"Don't look at me like that." he says and lifts his thumb and smooths out the wrinkles between my brows. 

"You begged me to come home." he says and kisses me. 

"So I did." he says and kisses me again and another knock sounds at the door and I turn my head as he comes in for another kiss. 

"Don't you fucking turn your head from me" he says softly, but his voice holds enough of a warning to let me know he means it. 

I look back to him. 

"Well, glad I could help you get your rocks off during break time" I say and he grabs my jaw and I glare at him. 

"Don't make this out to be less than what it was Lavender." he says and I swallow. 

"If you want to make yourself feel like a cheap fuck, then go ahead. " he says and grips my jaw tighter. 

"You already know damn well you've made yourself more to me than that." he says and I swallow again.

"Do I?" I ask seriously. 

"I dont know a damn thing Maksim" I say and push his hand from my jaw. 

"How about this then?" he asks and leans in closer, his hands going to the desk as he crowds me and gets in my face.

"I want you. You're not a pussy buffet. You're not a cheap slut to get my rocks off with during break time. You're alot more than a fucking loose end to me. Fuck if I know what the fuck I'm doing admitting it to you...but I want to spread your legs and lose myself in you as much as I can. As much as you'll fucking let me. Because you're face is so fucking beautiful it pisses me off. Your little heart shaped patch of purple hair above your absolutely perfect, fucking, pussy,  that matches this fucking pretty fucking hair of yours, your soft skin, and your hot fucking tits, your sweet fucking mouth...all of it....has me fucked up." he says as his jaw clenches and the person at the door knocks a third time. 

He turns his head. 

"Give me a minute!" he yells and I jump slightly and he turns back to me. 

"I don't know a damn thing either...other than when I come home tonight...I want you. I want you here...I want you waiting for me, needing me as much as I need you. Fuck the reason for it. Because I dont fucking know why I need you or want you so fucking bad. But...i think i've made it clear that I do. Want you. Need you." he says and I let out a shaky breath. 

"Fine." I say.

He huffs and stands back up as he shakes his head. 

I watch him turn , watch him redress, watch the muscles of his arms and back flex, his ass as he bends over to retrieve his pants and shoes that were kicked off at some point. 

I bite my lips together. I just was granted a somewhat vulnerable confession from him, and know that maybe he wanted me to admit the same thing. I didnt want to need him. I didn't want to want him. But I felt the pull in my lower belly, felt the mess we made between my legs, the remainder of what was the most intense and passionate fucking I'd ever received. 

"Of course I want you." I say and he stops as he buttons the last button on his shirt, pants already on, shoes already on. He turns and looks at me. 

"i shouldnt." I say. "I really fucking shouldnt." I say and he walks back over to me, rolls out his sleeves and smooths them then pulls on his jacket as I just watch. How was the act of watching him dress, just as much of a tease as watching it happen in reverse, and seeing him undress?

"And I shouldn't want you either." he says and my eyebrows pinch. 

"Because I'm a loose end?" I ask. 

He straightens his jacket. 

"Yes. And ontop of that, a distraction." he says and I sigh annoyed, and look away. 

He holds out his tie to me. 

"The best kind of distraction though." he says as I look at his tie and then at him. 

He shoves his hand again. 

"You did well this morning." he says of when I had helped him with his tie this morning. 

I fight a little smile, this little statement and gesture making my heart do things I dont want it to. 

I grab the tie from him. 

"Fine." I say and fights back a smirk.

I can tell he's watching me as I focus and tie it the exact same as I did this morning. And when Im done, I run a hand down his tie and then smile. 

"There." I say and he slips his hands to my face. 

He leans down. 

"You're breathtaking when you cum by the way" he says and kisses me. Then kisses me again  and chucks my chin with his hand lightly. 

"I'll see you tonight Lavender." he says and then leaves me, naked and speechless and blushing like a fool.