PS I'm Over You

His lips met hers again as one of his hands roamed down to fondle her b.r.e.a.s.ts. Sara brought up her legs and hooked her ankles around Rion's waist. Her hands moved from his c.h.e.s.t up above his broad shoulders before finding the back of his head. She pulled the elastic band from his hair making it spill over the two of them. She took one of his hand and guided it to the valley between her legs.

Breaking their kiss, Rion looked down at her with confusion written on his face. When he felt his hand touching her heated core, he was surprised to see her drenched down there. He may be as.e.x.u.a.l before Sara but he knows when a woman is in the mood and in need. Reaching down, he slid his finger against her slit as she m.o.a.n.e.d beneath him. So tight, even with just his finger, he could feel her inner muscles resisting.

"Please" Sara started to beg as she felt Rion's finger move inside of her, "I need you." Her voice was hoarse with d.e.s.i.r.e and every nerve of her body pulsed with the need for him.

If she was sober enough, she would have never asked her boss to f.u.c.k her like this. She have would never ask to have a one night stand with her boss. Her senses were failing, her eyesight fighting to stay open as she felt Rion's warmth against her body. Groaning in response, Rion buried his face on her shoulder before he s.u.c.k.e.d on her neck, down her b.r.e.a.s.t, his tongue gliding over the tip of her n.i.p.p.l.e before taking it into his mouth.

Not able to hold back, Sara closed her eyes as she fisted his hair in her one while the other one clawed his lean back. He moved from her b.r.e.a.s.t back to her mouth. She opened up to him as her tongue fought for dominance with his, his member slid against her heated core. With each upward stroke, she had no time to think about the conflicted feelings she had at the moment.

Working the tip inside, Rion pulled his hand away and balanced himself again above her. Pushing himself inside, he was surprised at the tightness within her slick channel. So tight. Almost too tight for him. Her inner muscles clasped him tight as he pushed further, groaning all the way.

Sara let out a shuddering groan as her hand fisted tighter. Tears formed in her closed eyes when she felt him stretching and filling her inside. She could feel the pain as well as the overwhelming feeling of being filled by him. Her hands moved to grip his biceps then as he moved further inside her.

Rion almost climaxed right then but bit down his lower lip and shoved his h.i.p.s into hers, earning another loud m.o.a.n from the woman beneath him. He never thought having s.e.x could be so overwhelming like this. In his thirty years of his life, he never thought that he could experience something like this and to make it worse, with his own secretary.

She sighed his name and Rion buried his face again in the crook of her neck as he pulled back and pushed in down to the hilt. The friction was too much as he tried to think of anything but he failed. The carnal sounds coming from her that reaching his ears don't help him. The last bit of control he had quickly dissipated.

When she whispered to him to go faster, Rion almost choked on the pleasurable feeling rolling up in his spine. Quickening his rhythm, he was vaguely aware of the bed making sounds of protest as they continue to make love to each other.

Kissing the flesh beneath his lips, Rion finally lost his control. He gripped the sheet under his hands in tight fists as his knees found a better position on the bed. He rocked into her body with enough force to make his woman let out soft cries who was softly encouraging for more.

"Please, Rion…harder" she begged at him.

Rion g.r.o.a.n.e.d into her neck, trying desperately to bring her with him. The bed unavoidably protesting as he thrust harder and faster within her. The coil drew tighter, then burst into a thousand pieces as she reached her pinnacle and cried out his name. He at long last felt her climaxing around his arousal, thrust hard once more and buried himself inside her as he o.r.g.a.s.med. His body stiff and restrained as he tried to hold up his body.

He g.r.o.a.n.e.d for the last time against her neck as he felt his limbs getting tired and unable to support his weight. Rion nuzzled her neck as he felt her hand rubbing circles on his back.

Sara felt tired and exhausted, her eyelids felt heavy as she tried to stay awake. She felt the liquid from her climax slipping out from her body. She never expected something so long, so hot and thick would make her lose her sanity during s.e.x.

Finally being able to move again, Rion withdrew from her and laid down beside her. He could feel tiredness overcoming him. He closed his eyes and sighed. He felt his body still humming from the incredible s.e.x they had. Sara moved closer and snuggled next to him. She felt so unbelievably good for her first time and exhausted which made her fall asleep beside him the moment she closed her eyes.

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Sara g.r.o.a.n.e.d and buried her head further on her bedsheets. Her brows furrowed, feeling a warm solid mass lying next to her. She cracked an eye open, looking at the mass of long black hair spilled over the pillows. She couldn't remember having her hair longer than shoulder length. Who is this then? Did her older sister come home last night and decide to sleep next to her?

She poked the center of the head of what she assumed was Ginny's head. It g.r.o.a.n.e.d and shifted beside her. She felt an arm around her waist pulling her closer. Sara's face flushed suddenly. Why is she n.a.k.e.d on her bed? She shifted slightly and winced a little. She felt sore down there. Sara sat up and looked down at her n.a.k.e.d body covered with her light blue sheets. Upon checking the sheet beneath her she saw blood tainted and dried up.

Turning her head and looked at the other occupant of the bed, she came to the conclusion that she just given up her v.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y to some guy she barely knew. When the man turned his body to face her, Sara was horrified to recognize him. She cursed herself and cried. She just slept with her boss.