A NEW SHORT STORY | Workplace Taboos: BEN III

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Sarah splayed across his desk, panting as Ben’s fingers worked her to another orgasm. Her pulsing pussy made him hungry for her.

Ben found that he was always hungry for her.

Leaning down, he sucked her clit into his mouth and was rewarded with her soft cry. Three dates outside of these walls, and he wanted more. Wanted to take her home again, but she’d refused.

Ben worked hard not to push her too fast. All of her confidence hid some kind of hurt that shut her down when prodded.

Oh, but like this, she was completely transparent for him.

Her hips lifted to his mouth following the languid laps of his tongue as he withdrew his fingers from her throbbing core. Sarah was so fucking greedy for pleasure, and he was more than happy to offer her more.

Thrusting his tongue into her arched her back, and her moan vibrated through him. Could the Tiffanys hear her through the walls? Part of him hoped so.

Devouring her became his new passion. Every touch and lick and kiss, every thrust and plunge, every caress became his obsession. Sarah had become his obsession.

He tried to show her instead of telling her.

As much as she valued words and honesty, those would send her walls back up, and he’d only begun to chip them down.

Her hand sank into his hair, hips stilling as he found the spot she liked. The way her noises turned soft and breathy signaled her impending orgasm.

Ben doubled down, pressing into her harder until her toes curled and her shoulders lifted from the polished wood. 

Freeing himself had his hand around his cock as she pulsed against his tongue.

Her grip loosened, so he shoved to his feet, towering over her as she seemed to enjoy. His cock pressed against her wet pussy as he licked his lips.

Sarah shuddered, but her hips lifted at the weight of him nestled against her. “Fucking temptation never stops.”

Her grin tapped into his drive to claim her. She had no idea how dangerous she was to his sanity. To his control. The sparkle in her hazel eyes said that she might know.

Fuck, he couldn’t wait to be inside her.

Ben ran his head through her soaking folds, spreading her juices over his skin before he pressed in. He bit back his groan as she opened to him, and he slid home.

Her small whimper dug claws into his heart. How could he feel this way about someone who wasn’t his wife? About someone who only showed glimpses of herself to him?

After a few thrusts, Sarah reached for him. Ben leaned over to give her access, and her hands were under his shirt in less than a beat, tracing the movement of his muscles, touching his skin like she needed it.

It made him feel needed by proxy, and he wanted to believe she did. In some way.

Her gaze flashed up to his, and he bent closer, hiking her legs back and tightening her around him.

Sarah’s grip shifted, circling around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. The sweet noises that vibrated between them overwhelmed him. He couldn’t last like this. Shouldn’t, given it was only their lunch break.

But Ben would prolong every interaction with her if he could because it would mean she stayed with him a little longer.

An inch in retreat dropped her fingers to his mouth. She panted softly, and he nipped at her. 

This was his favorite position, front row, center, for her pleasure, for the impending orgasm he was tapping into her.

“You’re beautiful when you’re about to come.”

Sarah laughed between her moans, brows creasing as her knees shook in his elbows and her core fluttered around him.

He took his cue, driving himself toward his own end as cried out and bucked beneath him. She didn’t make one move to stop him, goading him instead with the little noises at the back of her throat.

But her eyes did him in—how intently she looked at him as he unraveled above her—and he fell into her.

Read the rest of Ben’s story here.

Moving to Mating Metropolis means giving into sexual whims with neighbors, co-workers, and strangers. It means forgoing long-held taboos.

Ben is a man obsessed. Sarah occupies more time in his thoughts than she should be allotted, but he has no defenses against her magnetism.

When they finally have the moments he’s been craving—the opportunity to have her in a bed again—he finds they share before more invigorating.

How will she react when he requests more intimacy from her?

Dive into this short, playful erotica story now.