Page 92 of Tasty Cherry
She nods.
I pull myself out of my boxers and glide along her skin. Then I use my foot to push her legs slightly farther apart, as far as the pants around her ankles will allow.
My fingers slide inside her. “You’re so wet,” I say, my breath feathering across her back.
“Mmmn hmm.” She closes her eyes as I work her.
When her legs tremble, I thrust into her in one swift move.
Her eyelids fly open.
“Watch yourself,” I tell her. “Watch how your body flushes pink.”
I move inside her, taking my time, reaching around to finger her.
Her chest moves in and out with her labored breaths, then slowly gets more rosy.
I run my free hand across the swell of her breasts. “Like the sunrise.”
Then I grasp her hip, moving faster. She holds onto the sink, her hair swinging. I work the sweet nub, watching her in the mirror.
Her breasts sway, her body undulating as we move together. Her breath catches, and a long, low moan escapes.
I can feel the shuddering of her muscles and wrap my arm across her belly to hold her steady.
More of her blossoms red.
“Look at that glorious body,” I whisper.
She cries out, her body lurching against mine.
I hold her tightly, locking us together, crashing into her.
A stuttering groan emerges as I relinquish control. It’s intense and overwhelming, a full-body cascade of tension and release.
I let her go, and she collapses forward, her hair spilling across the gleaming ivory counter.
My body moves gently behind her, taking a last few long, easy strokes. I bend over her back, leaving a trail of kisses across her shoulder blades.
She laughs. “That was crazy.”
This makes me chuckle. “Everybody loves a nooner.”
Her body shakes as she keeps giggling. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“On the clock.” I bend down to whisper into her hair. “You are a naughty, naughty intern. I’ll have to punish you by doing it again tomorrow.”
She laughs and stands up. “I get why people like role playing. It’s fun.”
“We all want to escape who we are every once in a while.” I pull away from her, quickly cleaning up and fastening my pants. “You might have a bonus reminder of this in a few minutes.”
Her head pops up. “I know! I got a big surprise when I got out of the car at the hotel Saturday night and this gush came out! It was you! Your stuff!” She turns to push on my shoulder. “You had a lot of stuff!”
Now, my laugh is full-on. “Sorry. We can go back to condoms.”
She unspools a handful of toilet paper. “No, it’s kind of fun. A little reminder of what we did.”
“I think you can do Kegels to make it come out faster.”