Arching my back, I reach between my legs, my hand circling Allister’s thickness. He bends his knees, lining himself up for me. I pause, turning my head to press my cheek to his. I love that I can be this way with him.Circling my hips, I stroke my clit with the wide crest of his cock, making him slick with my arousal. Allister squeezes my swollen breasts, plumping them.“Lean into me, Bloom. Push away from the desk.” With my palm on the desk, I push back, my head on his shoulder.He wraps my throat loosely with his hand, gripping my hip, and thrusting so hard into me that my feet leave the floor.He holds me there, suspended in his arms, filled with his cock, his groan cascading over my senses. I abandon myself to the wickedly intense pleasure of great sex.I writhe, unable to bear the pressure. My hand between my legs reaches lower. He is tight and so full, and inside me … “Oh Goddess, give me more,” I tell him“I was made for you,” he whispers, sending shivers of delight through me
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