I moaned softly as his hands slid underneath my bra before he pushed them upwards to expose my naked breasts to his hungry eyes. His gaze felt like it was burning my body and I felt my nipples hardening just at his touch. Sean cupped my breasts with his hands before he started squeezing them softly, making me moan at the pleasurable sensation.
“Your breasts are so beautiful…so soft…” he whispered as his hands started applying more force.
He massaged my breasts and my breathing quickened. He’s turning me on so much already, if this continues, we’re going to end up having sex right here in the dressing room. I could feel his hard on against my belly and I knew that he also needed his release. Sean had a very strong sex drive, and I knew that from personal experience although I haven’t been working with him for that long. As a result, we’ve ended up doing it in many random places that suited his work schedule.
“Sean…maybe we should wait till we’re back at your place…” I suggested weakly.
“I hate it when you’re not being honest. I’ve told you that twice already today…” Sean replied coldly.
“Sean…” I whispered his name.
He ignored me as he dipped his head lower and engulfed one of my erect nipples into his hot and wet mouth. The warm and wet sensation of his mouth on my nipple turned me on even more. Without wasting any time, Sean began flicking the tip of his tongue against my nipple before he sucked on it hard. I threw my head back and cried out at the sudden pleasure as my hand clutched at his head. I thrusted my chest towards his face invitingly and he sucked on my nipple even harder than before. After that he switched to pay loving attention to my other nipple.
While his lips were busy sucking on my nipple, his hand started its journey down the curves of my body from my chest down to my waist before dipping lower towards my hips. Finally, his hand disappeared under my skirt. I whimpered his name softly when his fingers pressed up against the crotch of my panties.
“Your panties are soaked, and you were telling me to wait until we got home…” Sean said followed by an amused laugh.
His fingers quickly pulled my panties to the side before he ran his fingertips along the wetness in between my legs. I could feel his fingers stroking my slippery wetness and I knew that I was soaking wet down there. I bit my lower lips and began moaning louder as his fingers continued to stroke my wet pussy until his fingers brushed against my swollen clit.
“Ahh! Ahhh…” I let out a cry at the intense pleasure that ran from where his fingers were actively stimulating my clit.
It’s so good that I couldn’t help crying out. His fingers stroked my clit faster and harder before he pinched it in between his fingertips and rolled it. My legs immediately felt weak from desire, and I had to lean back against the table behind me.
“Admit it, Elena, you can’t wait for me to fuck you…” Sean whispered seductively.
“I…ahhhh…” I couldn’t reply to him.
All I could do was moan to keep myself from going crazy from the pleasure that he was making me experience. Without warning, Sean rammed two of his thick and long fingers into my pussy hole. I cried out loudly at the suddenness of his entrance. Sean began moving his fingers right away, thrusting them in and out of my hole from various angles. He made sure to hit my pleasure spots and I hated how he knew how to please my body so well.
“You’re flooding down here, Elena,” Sean cooed into my ear.
“Ahhh…Ahhhh…” I continued to moan as my hips began moving to match the thrusting rhythm of his fingers.
“This is your honest expression, Elena. Look carefully…this is what you look like when you’re honest with me,” Sean hissed in my ear as he turned my body around to face the mirror.
The erotic look on my face shocked me. My face was flushed, and my lips were swollen with my mouth agape as I moaned and panted like a woman in heat. His finger curled up to stimulate my G-spot and my face contorted into an even more erotic expression.
“Sean…please…” I pleaded although I wasn’t sure what I was pleading for.
“You’re about to cum…so you’re begging for it…” Sean said knowingly.
His fingers began moving faster and harder inside of my hole. He pushed me forward softly so that I leaned on the dressing table with my ass turned in his direction. His fingers continued to ram in and out of me from behind.
“Don’t close your eyes. I want you to watch yourself when you climax…” Sean instructed as his other hand dipped in front of my hips.
I cried out and my breath fogged up a part of the mirror. His other hand began pinching my clit while his other hand continued fingering me. The double stimulation quickly drove me towards the edge and soon enough, I climaxed magnificently as Sean watched my face from the reflection of the mirror.
“Time for you to undress me and help me change,” he commanded as he pulled me around to face him once more.
I was so unsteady on my feet that I bumped right into his chest when he pulled me around. My orgasm left me feeling dizzy and a little disoriented, but I was slowly recovering. Quickly, my hands reached for the hem of his shirt before pulling it up to remove his shirt. Sean lifted his arms above his head and helped me pull the shirt over his head. Great, at least he’s willing to help me out.
The sight of his beautifully toned body took my breath away. The shirtless photos of him on billboard and magazines looked great but nothing beats the feeling of his muscles flexing beneath my hands as I ran my hands on his chest before stroking my way down to his firm six pack. Sean sucked in a breath, and I knew that I was turning him on pretty badly too.
--To be continued…
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