His fingertips distracted her as she tried to type, dipping into the open front of her gown and stroking her nipples, cupping her breasts in his strong hands. His lips touched the back of her neck and she shivered with delight when she felt the tip of his tongue taste her warm, salty, skin.

She leaned back in her chair, sitting Indian-style, and taking his hand she sucked on each finger before placing it between her soft thighs.

"Make me come."

Her own hand reached behind, feeling his erection warm and welcoming even under the fabric of his trousers. She moaned as she slid out of her chair, dropping to the floor to kneel in front of him.

Fumbling with his belt, she released the buckle, and unzipping his pants she almost roughly grabbed for her prize. The elastic of his shorts snagged on his rigid member as she pulled them below his hips, and he felt her cool hand grasp him firmly.

The tip of her tongue tasted the drop of clear liquid that signaled he was ready for release. She engulfed the thick, shiny head with her soft mouth, licking and nibbling the sensitive tissue underneath, before allowing her lips to trace down the shaft and suck gently on his heavy orbs.

She allowed her fingernail to scratch as she traveled the space between his firm butt muscles to a place some consider forbidden. As she circled the area, lighly probing and teasing, she again took his shaft in her mouth, more insistent now.

Her tongue swirled as she sucked, her hand holding him firmly in place, the skin pulled toward the base of his erection. She scraped with her teeth, and continued to suck as her finger probed deeper, and soon she could hear the deep groans that told her he was hers, at least for the moment.

She tugged him to the floor, removing his trousers and shorts on the way, and pushed him onto his back. Her arousal evident in the hot moisture at her center as she kneeled astride his leg, he took her head in his hands and gave in to the flames of the passion they shared.

She moaned, a low growl deep in her throat as her hips canted forward, and she drenched him with the power of her orgasm. Her legs shuddered, and he felt another follow. Eyes closed, lost in the sensations, the sounds, and the smells that surrounded them, he lifted her atop his now throbbing member. As she lowered herself, he exploded, spurting hot juices to mix with hers.

She stayed where she was, head thrown back, breasts straining against her gown, and moved her hips once again, ever so slowly and slightly. Crushing her pelvis against him, squeezing him with her strong inner muscles, she groaned loudly when she came yet another time.

With a self-satisfied smile, she sat perfectly still as she felt her fantasy lover spurt inside her again.