“They have worked on this project for over two years,” he said with a smile. “Even if it takes another year to get it to the testing stage, I will make certain those involved are compensated for their time.”“You are a very kind sir, Mr. Ashford,” she teased, leaning her head against his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her slender waist.The doors to the lift opened far sooner than either would have preferred, and Sandra looked up, spying the elaborately decorated room beyond. Like the one downstairs, this one too had a variety of potted plants in various sizes located throughout the room. There were four desks, two on either side of the room, with the same glass window panels as the main lobby had. The floors were covered in a thick soft grey pile carpet and the furnishings were blonde oak. At the far end of the room was a larger desk than those facing each other, and behind it sat Michelle Dubois. She smiled as the doors opened and stood, revealing the very tight mauve color
“Bring it on,” she smiled, as he walked with her to the large wooden desk and quickly removed her blouse and bra.“I want you completely starkers,” he insisted, lifting her to sit on the edge of the desk as he sat down in his chair. He lifted her foot, removing her mule pumps one at a time, kissing the sole of each bare foot in turn. He looked up at her and very slowly slid his hands up the inside of her thighs as he pressed her legs wider apart, up over her hips to the waistband of her pants where he hooked his thumbs into the loops. With a quick tug, he pulled her back to stand on her feet between his legs, and slowly began to ease her pants down. His smile widened as her pants slid seductively across her buttocks and down her long slender legs to the floor where he bent over and pulled them off her feet, tossing them aside.“Much better,” he told her in an approving tone. “I think I like your new habit of no knickers. It makes playing so much easier.”“Are you just going to play,
Creighton chuckled under his breath, slipping inside her without hesitation, kissing her lips as he began a slow thrust.“I can wait forever if I need to,” he told her. “I waited two years. What are a few more hours?”“Just in case you can’t wait, then what?” She felt the strange eruption of nerves tingling her lower limbs and gripping her abdomen. It was amazing how easily aroused she became just with a few simple acts on his part, and so quickly.“I suppose I could beg you. I know a good way of bringing you around to my way of thinking.” Sandra moaned softly as he thrust into her deep, followed by a contented sigh that assured her he was aware of her submission. Several long full thrusts, and she no longer cared what happened, or who knew she was spread out across his desk. All she wanted was to experience the wonderful, dizzy embrace of orgasm again. Her desires were answered a few breathless moments later, as her need grew to the familiar height of release, and she drew a deep b
As father moved, I could see that a vibrator had been inserted into her vagina with a leather strap, holding it tightly inside her body. I could hear the soft humming of its motor and thought of a picture from my history book of the inquisition, though she did not seem to be in pain. Just the opposite in fact. She was quite enjoying the feelings of the dildo. He stepped to her side. His clothing had been removed, leaving him stark naked, and in his hand was a long thin board, similar to a ruler. He struck it against her breasts, and she moaned. He struck her hip and again she moaned. It seemed all so wrong, but I could not stop watching.”Sandra yawned, rolling to her side and propping the book up against the arm of the sofa.The woman continued to moan as he hit her, not hard, but enough to cause pink marks across her flesh. It took barely five minutes and she cried out around the ball, her body tensing and her inner thighs becoming moist with her orgasm. My father laughed, removing
She pointed at the chapter she had just read and waited as he silently did as she ordered. A frown slowly creased his brow and his jaw set. She knew he had come up with the same conclusion she had.“Do you know what this means?” he asked in a hushed voice.“Besides the perversion factor, Miriam just accused her father of killing your neighbor’s wife,” she said.“I can’t believe it. All this time and nobody ever knew what he was really like.”“Miriam didn’t even suspect his alter ego and she was his daughter. I think Andrew needs to hear about this.” Creighton nodded and removed the phone from his pocket, pushing the buttons that led to his connection with his brother. She listened silently as he relayed the new information they had learned, reading the passages to Andrew. Her legs were shaking, and her stomach did a strange sort of flip. This was sort of nauseating and she had no choice but to move to the sofa and sit down. She felt slightly dizzy with all that was happening around
“What would you like to do?” she asked him with a sly smile.“I don’t know, but I’m about near the end of my tether waiting for this bloody storm to end.” She couldn’t help but laugh at the exasperated, youthful look on his handsome face. She moved the book to the coffee table and straddled his legs, her bare breasts poked out from beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. The only thing she wore after making love a few hours earlier. Her naked bottom was pressed against the bulge of his pants and she smiled wickedly as he held her against him. His large hands cupping her firm buttocks.“I have an idea,” she told him with a seductive grin. His eyes roamed down the gap between the open buttons that exposed her deep cleavage.“And what is that?” His tone was deep and husky as he lifted her higher on his lap, his hands massaging her butt cheeks.“Let’s go to a movie,” she told him, nearly laughing at the shocked expression.“Now?” He nearly croaked the words making her lose control of her
They waved to Maurice as they stepped out the door and back onto the sidewalk. He opened the umbrella before leaving the shelter of the awning and wrapped her in his warm embrace as they hurried down the few short blocks to their flat.Once inside their home, he turned and shut the door, locking it before glancing back to her with the familiar seductive grin. Without a word he took her hand and led her into the bedroom, closing the door behind them and encasing them in near darkness with only the lights from the street shining through the open drapes. Sandra’s heart began to beat wildly. Her anxiety and excitement took control of her nerve endings, making her feel very sensitive and alive.He brushed up against her, his hand trailing around her bottom as he walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed through the stillness and she smiled again. He stepped out of the adjoining room a moment later and wiggled his forefinger to her, causing her to bite her lip to prevent h
The torture continued for several moments before he leaned down and licked the sensitive tip of her breasts, making her growl softly with the mixture of pain and pleasure. With a sly grin, he returned to the foot of the bed and glanced up at her flushed face as he picked up the blue rabbit and turned it on, holding it up for her to see. Sandra bit her bottom lip again as he began to caress her labia with his warm hand, her flesh still sensitized by his tickling. The tip of the vibrator pressed against her moist opening and he slowly pushed forward a little further, bending over and running his hot, wet tongue along the lips of her vagina.“Delightful,” he whispered, spreading her labia with his fingers and licking her swollen clitoris. Sandra moaned, closing her eyes as he picked up the speed of his tongue, biting and sucking the small bud until she tried to arch her back. Quickly, he thrust the vibrator deep into her, positioning the bunny ears around her clitoris and turned the swi