the shapeliness of her legs, went down with it, resting on his knees in front of her briefly. His eye line leveled with her barely covered mound. He looked up at her, wanting her to tell him to remove her red lace underwear.
She nodded her head as if she knew what he was thinking and he proceeded with stripping her. Jeremy's seductress was about to speak again when she felt a hand trace its way up her leg to her inner thigh. His lips were on her ass, kissing and licking each cheek.
Simone savored the moment as he worshipped her behind. Then, she stepped away and went over to the desk. She turned back to him as she popped up onto the polished surface and spread her legs wide. He'd been thinking of her pussy since that morning in his bedroom and site of it immediately made him aroused.
“Come here,”
Jeremy took a step forward. Soon he was at the desk, standing between her legs. Simone said nothing, instead she kissed him. Soon his own lips were mashing against hers with increasing urgency. His tongue in her warm, wet mouth. He hadn't experienced a kiss so erotic before. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to his body.
Nothing mattered except this. Why deny it? This is what he'd wanted since that night in her apartment. She clasped her hands to his back, feeling his hardness growing against her belly.
XI
He knew what he was doing. No more reluctance, he was completely willing now. He gazed into her wide brown eyes as he quickly undid the buttons of her blouse. He was pleased to see that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Jeremy flashed her a quick smile before bending down to kiss the start of her cleavage, his hands squeezing the bountiful flesh. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, flicking its tip with his tongue.
“Haaa..." Simone groaned.
She gripped the back of his neck as he switched sides.
“Mmm..." Jeremy moaned as he fondled and licked her breasts. Simone arched her back and shut her eyes as he dropped to his knees.
“What about your wife?” she asked.
She writhed as she felt his breath on the folds of her pussy. The wait was awful.
She looked down at him and he met her big almond eyes.
He smiled back, “What wife...?” He said and buried his head in her crotch.
"Aaaah...." She moaned as Jeremy abandoned himself in her warm folds, his nimble tongue showing his devotion to her pearl and nothing else.
"You taste so good," He sighed, the sound muffled by her thighs, “Better than Staci. Why did I wait so long?”
He pushed two fingers of his right hand inside her, flexing them, feeling the wetness of her interior. With his left hand he tweaked her sensitive clit. Simone jerked and twitched in appreciation.
"Oh…yeah," she sighed.
His hands and his tongue, in combination, were driving her wild. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and gazed into his eyes. They were filled with hungry lust, relishing every second he spent lapping up her juices.
She came and it hit her like a sensual wave, locking her muscles and carrying on its swell. Jeremy’s tongue kept on spiraling on her clit as his fingers made slow, deliberate entries into her quivering snatch.
He just kept hitting that g-spot.
Simone thought her orgasm would never end. A long plateau of ecstasy, but gradually it began to subside, leaving just a subtle aching need between her legs.
“Fuck me, Jeremy,” She pleaded.
He pulled her to her shaky feet and turned her. She had to wait, looking over her shoulder as Jeremy shed his shirt, kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. He undressed quickly and was now unabashedly naked.
Simone bent right over, hands on the desk. Her round behind sandwiching his love muscle between their two hot bodies.
Jeremy had hold of his unprotected shaft and was guiding it into her tight pussy.
He gave a few tentative thrusts, getting the feel of her...savoring it, watching his shaft glide in and out, slick with her wetness.
“You like that shit?” He groaned.
“Mmmhmm," She moaned.
“Oh