#i drank at least two liters of water today to compensate for the two cups of coffee i drank

[watermelinoe]

i want to fall asleep but i keep having to pee

[mymindwide]

Love me right

Pairing: Ashton x Female reader

Word count: 3277

Warning: smut with fluff, and the slightest of dom vibe. Foreplay in the shower.

Summary: A tour separated you and your boyfriend for two months and you missed each other. ;)

Author’s Note: just enjoy it, and you know, if you feel like, drop a feedback. :)

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It’s been two months since he left for the tour, and today you can see him again. This whole situation is still new for you, since this was the first time you two were separated for such a long time during your almost one year being together. But new albums come with a promotional tour, that’s the circle of life in the music business. Although you had talked or sent each other messages or just random silly things you had found on the net almost every day, it couldn’t compensate for the lack of his actual physical presence, no wonder you miss him like crazy by now and secretly were counting the days until today. The one thing that somewhat eased his absence was the necklace he accidentally forgot on the kitchen counter the morning he left, so you took it home with you and never took it off your neck since.

You couldn’t wait for him to come home, but you have to wait a little bit longer because a few friends of the guys had organized a welcome party for them and some of the crew staff, so obviously first they’ll pay their duty there. The 5SOS ladies are invited too, of course, so you’re gonna meet him anyway, but deep inside a noisy, crowded party is the last thing you aspire to. You just wanted him and a calm, untroubled and quiet evening. But if you could endure two months, a few more hours will be nothing. You reminded yourself that patience eventually pays off and in this case the fruit of your patience will be your boyfriend’s company and attention, reserved exclusively to you.

You’ve been at the house for an hour now helping prepare the food and drinks, when you heard the noise of cars parking and loud young men entering the house looking for their friends and significant others.

Everyone “attacked" them at once, so you just quietly leaned against a pillar in front of the kitchen area, waiting for your time to come, watching as Ash greets and high-fives and hugs everyone, while his gaze searching the room desperately looking for someone. As soon as he found you he kindly pushed himself away from them and headed for the spot you were standing at, conjuring a smile to your face with it.

As he approached you, you felt his eyes on you, taking in the set you chose for today – the figure hugging tall waist skinny jeans and the white ruffled off shoulder blouse.

“Hey gorgeous” his hands wreathed your waist as he arrived in front of you.

“Hi, drummer boy” your voice barely above a whisper as you stood on tiptoe and wrapped your arms around his neck before your lips met in a long awaited kiss.

“Okay, love birds, everyone will have plenty of time to explore the depths of each other’s mouth” came the very witty instruction from one of the single guys. “Come to toast to the closure of a successful and crazy tour.”

With one last peck on his lips you unwillingly pulled away, your eyes still closed from the sensation. His lips rested on your forehead reassuringly; giving you the vibe he isn’t happier about this than you are.

And as you looked around you met similarly disdainful glances coming from the other girlfriends and wives, and that somehow filled you with satisfaction or leastwise with the soothing thought that you’re not insane or hissy for missing and wanting to spend time with your boyfriend who literally just came home from being away for two fucking months.

The loud instructor guy made the toast and you cheered them and drank to their health, and finally settled down to listen to some of those stories about this crazy tour. Soon the crowd divided into smaller groups, and everyone chatted with everyone and you yourself left Ash there to interact with whoever he wishes. You went and greeted the other three guys finally in person and had chats with their girls too. Maybe one hour has passed and there were hardly anyone you did not talked to at least a few words, but your own boyfriend. A few stolen glances, or small feathery touches here and there when you walked past him and his companion, or only tired and shy smiles in return to him kissing your cheek as he walked past you. But you started to have enough, started to get tired; not physically, rather mentally. You missed him and needed him, now that he was there, maybe even more, as your patience started to slip into thin air. You could have clung to him. I could have followed his every step. But you didn’t want to embarrass him, and certainly did not want the others to think what a clingy bitch he has. And since you are a very bad actress you could imagine that every emotion sat out on your face, your frustration growing stronger by every passing minute. You found it better to not look for the company of others, and just trying not to bother anyone with your mood, so you chose the silent isolation of the kitchen to survive. It eased your thoughts to the level you didn’t even notice Ashton coming to your rescue until he stood in front of you, cupping your face in his hands turning your head to meet his gaze.

“Are you alright, babe?” his thumbs caressing your cheeks, slight signs of worry showing in his eyes.

“Now that you’re here, I am” your hand has found his on your cheek, keeping it there as you turned your head to plant a longing kiss into his palm.

“Are you sure everything is okay?”

“It really is. I just… missed you.”

“I missed you, too. Do you want to go home?”

“Mhmm” you hummed, your cheeks turned a shade redder as you leaned your forehead against his shoulder, you are pretty sure he could sense the relief from your body talk.

“Baby, if you didn’t feel like staying you could have just told me... We could have spared a lot of time…” his lips curved into a cheeky smile as he whispered this last sentence that only you could hear it, and it made you look up at him.

“Now I got your attention” he grinned.

“Now?! I couldn’t take my eyes off of you the whole time, Irwin.”

“Yeah?” he seemed very pleased.

“Yeah. I just didn’t want to sit in your neck making your friends think I’m a clingy bitch who can’t even breathe without her boyfriend. I didn’t… want to be too much.” you changed the tone of your conversation a bit more serious.

“Well, we made our obligatory lap of honor, didn’t we? Let’s go the fuck home. We both need it…” he pressed his lips onto your temple while you cuddled him tighter and very thankful.

While waiting for your uber you said your goodbyes and finally headed for Ash’s to be just to yourselves. The car ride was quick as you weren’t that far from Ash’s house and pleasant as you looked down at your hands with your fingers intertwined; his long slender fingers lacing into yours during the whole route giving you a sense of security that cannot be compared to anything. You relaxed into his proximity and leaning against his shoulder your free hand lightly ran up and down on the back of his arm, fingertips caressing the skin from the bottom moon tattoo right above his wrist up until the black star, his skin showing its own appreciation in the form of goosebumps. You were wondering if he might just missed your touch as much as you missed his, when you felt his lips on your forehead breathing out a quiet ‘soon’ followed by a soft kiss, and that just answered your question perfectly.

Arriving home the driver got his payment and a correct tip and you walked into the safety of his home continuing the life where it was left two months ago.

Getting inside he turned to you and pulled you in his arms.

“Tell me what you need from me, love.”

“Your presence, your closeness… you. I want to feel you” you nuzzled your face into his neck leaving gentle kisses here and there while he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

“Let’s get wet first, shall we?”

“Great idea” after getting rid of your shoes, you headed for the bathroom.

“Bath or shower?”

“As much as I’d die for a bath with you now… shower. If I sat in the bathtub, I wouldn’t get out for at least three hours. And I need you a bit sooner than that” your lips found his neck again following a line along his jawline until you reached his lips, hands finding a way under his t-shirt to rest on his stomach.

He hissed into the kiss as he felt your cold fingertips on his skin tracing small circles, and pulled away a little.

“Strip. And get under that shower, ice queen.”

His comment made you laugh and with that permanent smile on your face, while Ash started the shower and set off the temperature of it, you got out of your clothes. He pulled away to let you in and you stepped in followed by a moderately stark smack on your ass.

“Strip. And get under the shower, you abuser” you turned back to face him with a wide smirk on your lips.

He put on a show for you as he took his tee off, revealing what your fingertips explored again a few minutes ago – that subtly toned chest and stomach, for you the most beautiful work of art.

“You like what you see, baby?” he smiled at you widely and you just realized as he asked this that unawares you bit on your bottom lip while watching him.

“Ashton…” you whined impatiently that probably sounded very pathetic as well.

“I hear you, love” he responded slyly.

But he took his time with his jeans as well, driving you insane as his pelvis, crotch and thighs got uncovered in the painfully slow process.

By the time he joined you, you already enjoyed the hot pouring water warming up your skin, the temperature actually set more to your liking than Ash’s and you were grateful for his consideration.

As soon as he stepped beside you, your whole playful mood has changed, now wanting nothing more than to be close to him, giving in to the feeling of someone taking care of you and you being able to take care of him.

“I see you looked after this” he stroked along his necklace still hanging around your neck.

“Oh yeah, here” taking it off you put it in his.

“I liked seeing it on you.”

“From time to time I’ll steal it, then” you smiled kissing his chest.

You poured a handful of your favorite shower gel in your palm and smeared it on Ash’s chest first, letting it flow down slowly onto his stomach following the stream with your fingers only to smear it there as well enjoying the feeling of his abs under your fingertips followed by his heavier breaths in your ear. You did this so many times before and yet now it felt new, your senses happily welcomed every familiar feeling and sign your boyfriend’s body provided you with. The massive shape of his biceps as you caressed and kissed his upper arm and shoulder, his broad back as you walked behind him to wash him there too, his slender neck with the condor tattoo at the back of it as your hands brushed along the two sides of it massaging a bit to help the tension release. Your hands slipped down his back to cup his fine ass cheeks – again something you love about his body and felt so good to do it again – before your nails went lower to scratch the back of his thighs making him moan louder. You pulled your hands back drawing the same track backwards just to slither them to the front, this time leading them down on his V-shaped cuts right next to his lower abs, not missing the chance to nibble at the skin just above his shoulder blades.

He turned around and you didn’t even have to look down, you felt the effect your touches had on him on your stomach as he pressed his body against yours when cupping your face in his hands to brush his lips on yours to engage you in a passionate kiss.

“I love you… so much” he groaned into your mouth trying to catch his breath after you got lost in your slow, hot kissing for minutes.

“I love you more, Ash” you pecked his lips one more time before you pulled away slightly.

“Can I?” he took the shower gel flacon in his hand and wiggled it a little in front of you.

“Please” you asked already turning your back to him.

He pushed your hair to the side and poured a small dose right onto your skin starting to spread it all over your shoulders and back. He followed the same routine as you did, pressing his hands a little stronger into your skin around the neck and shoulder area, pulling out appreciative and relieved sighs of you as he attempted to massage away the tense muscles in them.

“I’m gonna die in your arms…” you moaned from the satisfying sensation the work of his hands gave you.

“I’m not gonna let you” he smiled and started spreading soft kisses along your neck up to your ear where he nuzzled his nose to that sensitive spot, while his hands wandered to your front smearing the foam on your breasts as well before he cupped them and started to massage them.

“I still don’t see how this will help your case…” you whimpered as you leaned your head back onto his shoulder.

“You’re right, it won’t…” he took your earlobe in his mouth sucking on it as he squeezed your nipples between his pointer and middle fingers.

You arched your back pushing your ass against his crotch, his hard cock pressed between you demanding your attention and you intended to give it to him by reaching behind you starting to stroke him gently up and down. You both moaned from what you were doing to each other; his hand slipped lower to your smooth front stroking along your slit, pressing his middle finger deeper down only to find you dripping wet.

“Shit… I could cum by just feeling you this turned on…”

“And I could cum by just thinking about you deep inside me” at this you squeezed his cock harder in your grip.

“Let’s get out. Now” he commanded and already turned off the tap.

Super quickly you semi-dried yourselves and basically ran into the bedroom half-wet but fully aroused to fulfill your desire for each other.

He sat up on the bed and pulled you into his lap gripping your ass cheeks firmly. His arms wreathed around your waist, yours around his neck, fingers sliding up into his hair as his lips catches yours feverishly.

“Ride me. I want to watch you” he whispered in your ear and you didn’t need to be asked twice.

Placing your hands on his chest you pushed him down on the mattress before reaching between you to take his shaft in your palm to align him with your entrance and you slowly sat on him watching him as he watched his cock disappear in you. The sight in front of you has already given you a kind of satisfaction you always crave – seeing him lost in your pleasure, his eyes closed, giving himself in to the feeling only your joined bodies can offer.

You started moving on him, adding an extra pleasure factor to your love making with rising up enough that only his tip remained inside of you so he could see and you could feel his thick member shoved back in you with every downward move of your hips. You already started clenching around him, he felt it, you felt it and you both knew you won’t last long. His hands rested on your thighs encouraging you with gentle strokes but minutes into your game the intensity of your moves eased, your thighs started getting tired. You felt you need something else to finish, something more.        

“Ash… Baby…” you moaned his name as you leaned over him, lips brushing lips, your hips still working against his.

“Hmm…?”

“I need you… deeper. And harder…” you bit his lower lip gently.

“How much I missed you begging for more” he bit back starting a war between your lips that no one could win.

He slowly sat up to you and cupping your breasts he sucked your nipples into his mouth making you gasp on air. He paid attention to both of them, taking his time to play with them equally making you whine his name for the second time this night.

Keeping you close to himself he changed your position; you got under him and he pulled out of you leaving you with an empty feeling.

“Onto your belly” he whispered on your lips before kissing you again and guided you on your stomach by grabbing your hips flipping you over, you supporting yourself on your forearms. Stroking along your thigh he reached for your popliteal just slightly pulling your knee towards your hipbone for gaining a better access for his cock to enter you again.

“Yes, that’s it…” you whimpered as he thrusted into you, burying himself fully into your wet pussy, his hips flush against you, balls firmly pressed to your pussy lips.

“You missed this, don’t you?” he leaned over you to bite your neck while his hips picked up a quicker pace.

“I missed you” you whined in response.

“Oh, I can tell” he’s been very satisfied with himself as your body betrayed you with already clenching around him rhythmically. “Come on, baby, do this for me…”

He kept shoving himself into you with a constant pace and within moments you gave up; your abdomen trembled, your thighs shook as your orgasm washed over you, and he didn’t stop, just kept fucking you through the feeling, as he joined you a few seconds later to actually finish together while cumming deep inside you. He leaned over you snuggling on your back, soothing you with soft kisses on your cheek and temple, giving you both long moments to quench the desire and come down from this long awaited high.

“God, we needed that…” he said as he pulled out of you and lied back behind you wrapping his arms around your middle pulling you close to his chest.

“I think so, too” your hands slid on his squeezing them on your stomach. “I’d just like to stay like this forever.”

“We can stay like this for a while, for sure” he chuckled and nuzzled his nose against the back of your ear.

“What’s wrong with forever?” you yawned.

“The blanket. One of us should move and pull it on us.”

“I’m already asleep, so that leaves us with no one, but you, Irwin.” you grinned with your eyes closed.

“You talk pretty coherent in your sleep, you know that?” he laughed and you nestled yourself more into his embrace.

“I love you” you mumbled really drifting away into dreamland.

“I love you, too, baby” he kissed his love confession onto your neck, already reaching for the soft and warm material to cover you two.

[uzumaki-rebellion]

“Stark’s New Intern” Chp. 15

Summary: Erik is a little weary...

Mature Audience. NSFW. Smut.

"Can't get you off my mind You're like my favorite song Just want to turn you on And work you all night long 'cause I (oh I) I just want to be your man (I just want to be your man) All around the world This goes out to girls all around the world…"

Lloyd—"Girls Around the World"

"What's going on with you? You looked frazzled, Stevens."

Tony watched Erik lumber into the conference room carrying a stack of folders. He walked around the oval conference table arranging the folders for an afternoon meeting as Tony wrapped up his morning conference with his marketing team. Erik's lackluster energy was too obvious despite the two cups of espresso he downed at the coffee shop before coming to work.

"Just tired. Been doing some all-nighters for Janine and Manuj."

It was the partial truth. He had been doing some extra work for his project manager and her right-hand man, but the truth was, he was physically worn out.

From sex.

A lot of sex.

A lot of sex with Giselle and Athena.

He did his best to alternate his fun time with them, but as healthy and seemingly replenishable his body was at his age, a young playa couldn't keep up with the demands. He was fucking both women at least twice a day. Athena in the mornings before going to work, and Giselle in the evenings when he returned to the Oakwood at night. On weekends it could be more depending on where he was on his time off while alternating between the two women. The constant dick appointments were wearing a young nigga thin. He wasn't getting enough sleep. He now found himself avoiding the women for the past three days just to get a break. He didn't want to say no to either of them because he didn't want to cut off the relationships. He literally had two fuck buddies and also Janine his immediate boss to juggle for work and there were only a few weeks left in the internship. As his father used to say to Erik when he was a child, Bast be a rock.

The women themselves knew full well that he was messing around with them both at the same time, and there was an unwritten rule that neither of them would make a big deal about it as long as there was no overlap. Erik kept the trysts discreet, but sometimes there was tension when they all had to be in the same space for intern meetings and social gatherings conducted by Tony. During those times, Erik made himself scarce, hanging near Curtis or Maria, and often times using Valentina as a buffer since neither of the women liked her too much.

His mind was really stressing now because Tony was planning a yacht party off the coast of Malibu and all the interns were invited to celebrate the ending of the internship. That meant close contact with both women at the same time. Yikes.

"Stevens, look at me."

Erik stopped in front of Tony. The man poured Erik a glass off water from the reception table and Erik drank it down.

"You're dehydrated…I see bags under your eyes…what's going on? Janine working you too hard? Too many projects?"

"Nah…I'm good. For reals—"

"You don't look good."

Tony poured more water into his glass and Erik took his time drinking. The water eased the throbbing in his right temple. Shit, he really was dehydrated.

"Take better care of yourself."

"I will."

Erik reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to Tony.

"What's this?"

Tony glanced at the list of numbers.

"Bank accounts. My player's fee, remember?"

Tony had finally gotten around to offering compensation for his prowess in Poker. The man's face gave him a smirk.

"I'll have your fee deposited by the end of the day."

"Lotta zeroes, bruh, spread evenly" Erik encouraged with a smirk of his own.

Tony glanced at his watch then shoved the paper into his shirt pocket.

"The next team is ready for you, Mr. Stark."

Devika held open the conference room door.

"Do you want me to stick around?" Erik asked.

"Yeah, you can fill in for Bryan. He's out for the rest of the day. Do me a favor can you go up and bring me my touchpad and the Robbins folder from my office desk? Devika can get it for you."

A new department swept in past Devika, and Erik followed her out toward the bank of elevators on the fifth floor. Erik glanced at Devika's clothes. She dressed spiffily every day, but today the drip was real, and Erik's eyes glossed over her naked legs in her teal mini-skirt and matching mini-blazer. Devika was fine, but far away fine...untouchable fine…not interested in any game Erik tried to spit but nice about it fine. He used to compliment her all the time about her sartorial choices when he flirted with her his first two weeks at the internship, but she looked at him like he was corny, so he kept his mouth shut. But he was always looking at her. She seemed to like it.

He appreciated the working relationship he had with her. She was always looking out for him, making sure he ate during the day and forcing him to leave the building when he lost track of time on the job.

"Are you losing weight?" she asked as they walked together.

"Maybe, haven't been eating a whole lot lately."

"You look thinner in the face. I'll order you a couple of burgers for lunch."

"You always take care of me."

"Because you don't. I like you heavier, not thinner—"

"Oh, so you admit you like me?"

"You are the worst flirt, you know that, right?"

"Flirting? Moi?"

Her eyes danced across his face and he gave her some dimples. She rolled her eyes.

"Ah damn," he sighed looking past Devika's face.

Giselle.

Heading his way.

He swiped his intern card on the elevator scanner for the executive suites and thank God they opened immediately.

"Erik!"

Giselle moved faster to get to him but the doors swept closed with an easy hum and Erik leaned against the bronze elevator wall as if to make himself invisible. Devika just gave him a strange look and when they reached Tony's floor, he breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't deal with Giselle at the moment.

Devika gave Erik access to Tony's inner office to get his touchpad and paperwork.

"I'll text you to pick up your lunch. Don't ignore it," Devika said as he headed out.

Mind occupied, Erik rounded a corner to sneak a quick chat with Curtis to ask about playing a pick-up game at the Oakwood after work, and he spotted Athena rounding another corner. He pretended not to see her even though she saw him and he hoofed it back to the elevators.

A group of people waited for rides back down, and there was no way he could wait, so Erik made a mad dash back to Tony's office.

"You forget something?" Devika asked when he swept in.

Erik grabbed for the knob of Tony's inner office door, but it was locked.

"What are you doing?"

Erik's eyes darted around, nowhere to hide…except…

He scrambled across Devika's legs as she sat in her chair and dove under her desk clutching Tony's touchpad and folder.

"Erik-?"

"Shh, you didn't see me!"

Hunched under the desk, Erik heard Athena walk in. Devika blocked his body with her legs.

"Hi Devika, is Erik in here?"

Erik tapped Devika's leg.

"Uh, no, he was here a few minutes ago. He picked up some stuff for Mr. Stark. He should be heading down to the main conference room."

"Okay. Thanks—"

"Did you need something from him?"

Erik's eyes pleaded with Devika to shut up. He could see her face from under her large heavy desk. He was lucky she didn't have the chrome and glass furniture like Tony's office.

"Nothing in particular. Just wanted to chat with him. Haven't seen him in a couple of days."

"I'll let him know you were looking for him if he comes back up."

"Thanks."

Erik closed his eyes with relief.

Devika stared down at him.

"What was all that about?"

"You don't want to know."

"You are as bad as Tony."

She reached down to help him out, but when he gripped her hand, she shoved him back down. Erik reached for her legs to keep his balance and held onto her thighs.

"Is Erik here?"

Fuck.

Giselle.

"No."

"I saw him with you, so I thought he came up here."

"Should be back down with Mr. Stark. Afternoon meeting."

"Huh…I thought he would be with his project manager."

"Not today."

"Okay, thanks."

"I'll let him know you were looking for him. He seems to be very popular today. Athena was looking for him just a second ago."

Erik's face grew tight.

"I guess he is," Giselle said.

Erik waited with bated breath, his fingers clutching Devika's thighs.

His eyes dropped down to look at his hands and he could see her legs were parted wide enough where he could see under her short skirt.

His lips curled up when he saw she had on a blue thong and it could barely cover her vulva. Part of it was wedged in her folds. Erik clutched her thighs a little harder to keep his bearings.

"Bye," Devika said.

As exhausted as he was with Giselle and Athena, there was no pussy like new pussy and Erik could not stop himself from staring. Devika had a nice fat vulva. He wanted to put his mouth on it.

"Erik?"

Her voice made him raise his eyes up. His lips parted and his fingers slid down from her naked thighs to her knees, He widened them. She pushed against him but he was stronger. She tried pulling down her skirt, but there was nothing she could pull down.

"You can come out now," she whispered.

His eyes drifted back to looking between her legs. Her buttery brown thighs looked soft and he wanted to push them back so bad.

"Erik."

She must've seen the growing lust in his eyes because her own stare took on a whole different look.

His index fingers rubbed gentle circles on her knees and he slid his hands back up her outer thighs. She didn't try to close her legs at all. He dragged his eyes back to her center.

"I can see your pussy, Devika."

He felt her legs shudder. He squeezed her thighs.

"Pretty pussy…nice fat one…"

Her saw her vulva throb.

She reached for her skirt again.

"Nah, move your hand."

She did what she was told to do.

"Pull your thong to the side, lemme see it all. I just wanna see it, Devika."

He licked his lips and his gaze drifted back up to her face.

He waited for her to either cuss him out and call HR or Tony…or pull them panties back as he asked.

Her body was responding to his touch. He could hear her breathing getting heavier.

"If you don't want to. It's cool. You just…you got me turned on right now and I'm just being blunt with it, Ma. Sexy as fuck right now. I'm under a damn desk and there's pretty pussy in my face. I'm gonna react. On God, girl, you got a nigga feeling thangs."

She chuckled breaking the tension.

Her fingers slid down under her skirt.

She was going to do it?

He felt his heart race.

"Fuck, Devika…"

Panties slid to the side he saw all of her glory. Part of her thong caught a bit of glistening natural lubricant and spread it across her inner lips. He pushed her thighs open even wider.

"Play with your pussy."

He shifted back onto his backside and felt his dick thicken watching her folds ooze fresh slick from her insides. Her short red fingernails stood out against the cozy brown of her vulva and the pink of her slit. She rubbed her swollen clit and he groaned—

-until Tony and three other men walked into the outer office.

"Hey, did Stevens make it up?"

Devika's eyes darted down to his as she slammed her legs together.

"He left a few minutes ago. A couple of interns came looking for him, so he may be caught up in something," she answered. There was no tension in her voice.

"Text him and let him know he can bring my touchpad up when he's done. Tell him to drop off that folder I asked for to Davidson's office. It's not confidential so if Davidson's gone to lunch he can leave it with his secretary."

Devika reached for her cell on her desk. Erik grabbed his cell from his back pocket and made sure it was on mute.

"Guys, is it okay if we just meet out here?" Tony said.

Fuck.

He heard the group shuffle over to Tony's outer office meeting space. Erik couldn't crawl out because they would see him. Why couldn't he meet in his inner office? He shifted under the desk as quiet as he could to keep his circulation going in his cramped legs.

The men were loud and quite comfortable and Erik could hear them getting up from time to time to use Tony's expensive Italian coffee maker. Devika's eyes met his a few times and she just shrugged at him. He'd have to wait it out and hope Tony didn't ask for him.

Devika sat in her seat, and as Tony's meeting progressed, her legs opened wider torturing Erik under the desk. She pulled her chair close bringing her fat vulva even closer. Teasing him wasn't helping him in his cramped state, so he took advantage and stroked her legs starting at her ankles and working his way up to her thighs again. She pretended to type on her laptop, but Erik knew she was actually enjoying him being trapped between her legs.

She squirmed a bit in her seat and Erik pushed back her skirt. Feeling bold, he reached up with his right hand and touched her outer lips, the clipped pubic hairs already slick. He traced his fingers up through her engorged inner labia and pinched her clit. He saw her eyes squeeze shut as she kept as quiet as a church mouse. Her legs quaked around his arms and he dipped two fingers into her wet slit. Her mouth fell open and the desire he saw in her eyes made the root of his dick throb hard in his pants.

Moving is fingers in and out of her with slow gentle thrusts, he could hear the stickiness getting louder with his manipulation. He wiggled his fingers back and forth to hit her walls and her legs bounced up and almost hit the underside of her desk. He glanced down at the bulge in his pants. They were being so reckless, and he didn't care.

"Devika, could you darken the walls please," Tony called out.

She leaned over to the side and Erik knew she was using a remote to make the glass walls of his outer office darken with a tinting fixture so no one could see what was going on inside. When she leaned back into position, Erik slipped his fingers back inside of her, digging in her a little deeper. He watched his digits work her slowly and her pussy pulsed, opening and closing around his fingers, a bit of creamy fluid spilling out when he took his fingers all the way out to play with her clit. Erik loved when a woman's pussy opened and closed with pleasure, the spasms pushing the bottom half of her vulva with light rhythmic pulses. The movement reminded Erik of a heartbeat. He wondered how it would feel around his dick. 

He whispered things to her moving his lips but not letting any sound come out. She could tell he was saying filthy things to her and her pussy and mouth reacted by both opening and closing. Erik's fingers were shiny and milky from her juices and when he poked his lips out to keep from groaning, Devika's mouth opened wider and her eyes slammed shut as he felt her pussy cum all around his fingers. The tight pulls nearly made him nut in his pants as he watched her soft wet pinkness kiss and suck his digits with hard tugs. The spasm petered out after a few minutes and Erik pulled his fingers out and licked them. She tasted good. Her pussy kept twitching and her pink slit acted like it needed his fingers back inside it again.

Devika cradled her face with her hands and he rubbed her thighs to calm her shaking legs.

Tony and company left for lunch after an hour.

Erik crawled from under the desk with cramped legs and a tight back. With the office blacked out from the outside, he sought out Devika's lips and she accepted them.

"Lock the door," he whispered in her ear.

Devika did with a wave of her hand, and he lifted her onto her desk.

Whatever fatigue he felt from fucking Athena and Giselle dissipated the moment Devika took him raw, hot, and oh so ready.

Chapter 16 HERE.

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