Page 13 of Sinful Affair

I am forty-seven.

But age is just a number, right?

My heart wants what it wants, and that’s Bella.

Walking slowly towards the threshold of Clarissa’s office, I watch her for a moment as she works.

She’s so fucking beautiful.

Painfully so.

I clear my throat, “Bella, do you have a moment?”

She turns to look at me, then back at Tom and I can see the panic etched into her face.

“Clarissa asked me to run through your author list. Something about a deadline?” I roll it off my tongue and I have no idea if it’s helping or not. “Did she not put it on your calendar? She should have booked you out for an hour or so,” I say a little louder, so people know not to fucking knock on this door.

She just nods and pushes from her chair and I let my eyes roam over her delectable figure and my cock throbs between my legs. She picks up her notepad, pen and files and walks into the office, head down and I give Tom a little smile as I close the door.

She walks towards Clarissa’s desk and turns to face me, eyes all wide, full of want, her work stuff clutched to her chest.

“Fuck,” I groan, closing the gap between us as I cup her face in my hands, my lips on hers as she moans into my mouth. “I need you,” panting, I take her notepad and files and drop them to the floor.

“Take me, Henry,” she whispers, and I smash my lips into hers again.

“Let me fuck your throat,” I ask, foreheads pressed together, and she nods.

I don’t even have to ask, she just sinks to her knees, eyes all wide as they focus on mine. Her hands fumble with my belt buckle, then unbuttons my suit trousers and yanks them down to my ankles.

Fisting my hand into my boxers, I pull my throbbing cock out and her eyes light up as she tugs my boxers down.

“Hungry baby?” I goad, smirking down at her.

“Famished.”

I press my cock on her bottom lip, and she licks the tip, lapping up the pre cum that is sitting there and I moan, careful not to be too loud just as she takes me into her hot wet mouth.

“Shit,” I hiss, my fingers wrapped around my length as her head bobs up and down, my cock slipping down the back of her throat with ease and she takes me like a god damn pro. “Fuck you’re a good girl, taking my cock to the back of your throat,” I rasp, hand on the back of her head as I wrap my fingers around her ponytail.

She moans around my thickness and curls her fingers over mine, pulling my cock to the tip and running her tongue underneath me and my eyes roll in the back of my head just as she rubs my cock on the inside of her cheek, in slow, teasing circles. Her nails drag up the inside of my thigh, making my skin tingle as her fingertips brush over my balls before they circle on the small piece of skin between my cock and ass.

“Fuck,” I hiss just as she takes my cock back onto her lips and I thrust my hips forward, hard and fast as she gags around me, my balls tightening as she does it again. “Get up, I want to fill your cunt, not your pretty mouth,” I pant out, but she doesn’t stop, her cheeks are hollowed as she moves up and down my cock.

“Fuck, Bella,” I groan, tightening my grip on her hair and pulling her head back just as my cock perches on her full bottom lip.

Leaning down, my mouth is on hers, tongues dancing together and my cock pulses. Pulling her to her feet, my fingers reach for the hem of her dress as I tug it up and around her waist, her silky panties dripping. Pushing her gently so she falls onto the edge of my wife’s desk, I push her thighs apart as I step between them. My cock still rock solid as my hand glides up to the base of her throat, lips brushing against hers as my fingers sink into the side of her panties and tease her clit.

“You’re so wet, did you enjoy sucking my cock, Bella?’ I rasp against her lips, and she moans as I sink two fingers inside of her hot cunt, pulling her panties to the side.

Trailing my mouth across her jaw, neck then sinking to my knees in front of her, my eyes fall to her cunt.

“Henry,” she whispers, her fingers twisting in my hair just as my tongue laps across her clit, fingers buried deep inside of her. And she fucking tastes like heaven. “Oh my god,” her head falls back, the skirt of her dress wrapped around her waist and my tongue is buried in her bare cunt.

“I’ve never…” she pants, her eyes falling to where my tongue is rubbing “never…” she moans and I smirk as I lift my lips from her, fingers still fucking her cunt.

“Never what baby?” I tease, slowing my pumps as her pussy tightens around my fingers.

“Never been…” she rolls her eyes, her hips bucking as her cunt grinds down on my fingers.