Chapter 48

Laura's POV

A slight tremor ran down my spine, strong enough that he had to have felt it. I couldn't stomach the sight of him kneeling before me and staring at me like I was lunch.

I joined him on my knees, sliding my tongue forward into his mouth, seeking his. I held him tightly as our tongues fucked each other, stroking, probing, and sliding across each other. I could feel my heartbeat speeding up, and a tight sensation in my breasts as my nipples began to harden. And then there was a peculiar slightly quivery feeling in my abdomen that I got whenever I was aroused. I knew I was ready to have him, everything that would happen from here was going to be pure ecstasy.

My brain had gone on leave. Damn the consequences.

When our lips separated, I felt his fingertips brush softly across my cheek and up to my forehead, lightly sweeping hair aside before kissing me on the neck. He started at my jawline, then moved to the base of my neck, finally pressing his lips into the hollow of my throat, sending chills through me every step of the way. Then he began gently nibbling on my earlobe, I heard myself moan out loud at that. I started involuntarily squirming my hips and legs slightly in response to his ministrations.

If I wasn't wearing panties, the carpet would be tainted with my dripping juices.

I felt his hand, first rubbing my stomach, then slowly making its way down my inner thigh caressing me as it went. I squirmed some more in sheer anticipation. His hand went past the lacy underwear, I felt my stomach tighten when it touched my bare flesh. His hand lingered there, caressing the sensitive flesh of my upper inner thigh before moving on.

I inhaled sharply when he began rubbing my pussy through the fabric of the crotch of my panties. I was so aroused at that point that alone was almost enough to get me off; almost but not quite.

“Look at me, kitten. Keep your eyes one.” He breathed as he kept rubbing my pussy with one hand and holding up my body now bowing from pleasure in the other.

Removing his hand from my crotch, he reached around me and unzipped my jeans. I leaned forward to make it easier for him as he unzipped me. He slowly pushed it down my ass, then pushed.me back till I was lying on the floor with him between my legs. I raised myself up slightly, sliding it down to my knees. Then sitting back down, raised first one leg, then the other out of it. Then I was out of my top as well and was in nothing but my bra and panties.

I glanced up at him to find him staring at me with such an hunger that made me realise how dangerous what I was doing was.

I was about to fuck my boss , no, my contracted husband n his study room where I got caught snooping around.

I knew I was threading through danger but I didn't care. Reaching over my shoulder, I unhooked my bra, pushed the straps off, and let it fall to my lap. I brushed it off onto the floor.

“Oh fuck.” He cussed. Staring at my hardening breasts.

He slid his arm back around me again and kissed me. While our tongues sensuously stroked each other, his free hand cupped my breast, gently massaging and jiggling it with his palm pressed against my erect nipple. I was slowly, blissfully engulfed by a wave of erotic sensations. I never thought he would be this good.

He kissed his way downward in a trail; my lower lip, chin, upper throat, lower throat, finally reaching my breasts.

His tongue began deliciously tantalizing my nipples one at a time, circling them, flicking back and forth across them, and just plain licking them. He then started kissing them and sucking on them, his tongue was highly active. One of his hands slipped into my panties caressing my pussy, slipped between the lips, finding my clitoris and gently pressing down on it. I slumped back on the ground, moaning softly, virtually helpless under his touch. I was rubbing my hand on his back, over his shirt. Somewhere in my mind I was wondering why he was still wearing his shirt, but as his finger continued to manipulate my clitoris I stopped worrying about it as I became even more aroused losing myself in the sensual delights I was experiencing.

He began kissing his way back up, retracing his earlier downward trail; cleavage, throat, chin, lips.

When he kissed my lips, I came back to life, throwing my arms around him, aggressively hugging him briefly. Then, still joined at the lips with our tongues engaged in erotic play, I pulled my arms back and slid them between us. Tugging at his belt, I unbuckled it, undid the front of his pants and yanked them open as far as I could. But before I could see the monster he hid in there, he detached abruptly from me with a smirk and a glint in his eyes.

“I'm not that cheap, little kitten. You have to earn my body.”