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Office Romances don't work...do they? (Nightstalker x Candi)

Chris could feel he was losing the battle as her mouth sped up its movements. Moans and groans turned to loud screams of her name as the first few jets of his white sticky seed shot out the tip towards the back of her throat. "God Yes Claire, drink it all down."
 
Without hesitation, she did as was asked of her, drinking down every last drop she could get out of him. She had so loved to hear him call her name, and she enjoyed watching his face as she sucked him. It was always interesting to see the reactions of her lovers, but something about Chris always drew her attention--his eyes, she decided. Yes, those were the cause. Those intense orbs that were always studying her, conveying his lust for her, his pleasure when he saw her, the needs swirling within him. To see them as they were when he was in bed was something that she enjoyed.

When she was finished with her little drink, she pulled away from that particular area and leaned just over him tantalizingly close, but out of his reach. "So tell me. What is the single most sexy thing you can think of me doing?" she asked him.
 
Chris felt his sacs soften, their contents drained completely for now as through glazed over eyes he watched her body move. Trying to concentrate on her words he took a few deep breaths, each one helping to bring his mind back in to focus that little bit more each time. Groaning and stretching only slightly the restraints his words came out slowly. "Claire I do believe you have already done it but tasting your sweet nectar is always pleasurable for me."
 
Claire chuckled and kissed his neck, softly nipping it. "I don't know. Maybe if you said please," she teased, licking his ear lobe softly as she spoke.
 
Chris groaned a little at the kisses along his neck, his eyes trying to meet hers as words whispered filled the room. "Claire please let me taste your sweet nectar."
 
She laughed and reached into his drawer for the key. When she found it, she fiddled around until the cuffs came undone. Claire set them aside with the key before getting off of Chris and smiling. "Since you said please, you can taste all you want," she said with a smile.
 
Chris had been a little surprised with her uncuffing him, the thought of being cuffed and having his face ridden had turned him on more than anything. Another day he mused to himself as he moved on the bed, starting at her ankles and kissing, licking and nibbling up each leg.
 
While it was fun to be in charge, she wanted a bit of fun too. Clearly, her body told her, she had made the right decision. His lips and tongue were certainly marvelous things, making her toes curl as he made his way closer to his prize.
 
Chris's fingertips danced up each leg closely followed by his tongue and teeth, trail of small kisses, long slow licks and gentle nibbles the only reminder of where he had been. Spreading her legs a little wider his tongue licked at the v of her legs, around the prize before gently nibbling and sucking on her clitoris.
 
Chris's fingertips were making her even hotter than she had been before. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, her hands finding their way into his hair, clenching there.
 
Chris's fingertips danced even higher up each side of her body as he felt her hands grip his hair, tongue moving across her lower body faster. His tongue flicked across and around her hardening bud of flesh at the same time his hands moved to her breasts.
 
Claire arched her back, tisting just a little as he licked at her clit mercilessly. She felt more pleasure building as his hands came to her chest. "Mmmm....oh, Chris!"
 
Chris heard his name almost sensually moaned out by her as his tongue licked a little harder and faster from her clitoris down to her labia. Hands staying cupped over her breasts, fingers teasing nipples as his tongue parted her labia to taste some of the sweet nectar that had formed.
 
Her breath caught as he took his first taste of her, his hands and tongue working in tandem. Looking back at the first time she'd met him, Claire had thought he was sexy enough in that shy sort of way, but now...now he practically dripped sexual energy. It was like being in the same room with him was like torture of she wasn't touching him somehow. Though she'd wondered if he would ever tire of her, and hoped that he wouldn't, she couldn't summon an image of the way she'd first seen him. Her lips formed a small "oh" as he played with her body. "Chris," she whispered, her smooth voice made raspy and husky by his attention.
 
Chris heard her words and the tone it was made in, tongue burying itself deeper inside her pussy as fingers continued to tease her nipples. Lapping up the sweet juices that were slowly oozing out he craved more as his teeth moved against her hardening bud, her pleasure was his only aim for the rest of the day.
 
Claire would never have thought that his tongue could be so marvelously talented, his teeth so nice, his fingers so intuitive. He knew just what to do to her and how and where and when. Her eyes closed again and she let her fingers play in his hair. it was a good thing that she'd gone with her instincts and hired him. Not just because he'd turned out to be perfect for the job, but also because he was a perfect match for her.
 
Chris's hands cupped and gently squeezed her breasts, fingers lightly teasing her nipples as his tongue danced deeper and deeper upon the soft velvety inner folds of her pussy. His teeth moved a little faster and harder against her small sensitive bud of flesh eagerly waiting for the sweet nectar to flood his face.
 
Claire moaned loudly and felt herself shudder underneath him. She came in a rush of sweet nectar and closed her eyes.
 
Chris felt her muscles contract around his tongue, fingers moving from her breasts out and down to her hips gently holding her down as his tongue lapped up all of her sweet nectar. Teeth moving slower against her hardened and sensitive bud now.
 
Whimpering, Claire shook in his hands as his teeth went at her. "I love you," she said softly.
 
Chris heard the combination of the whimper and her words, his heart stopping for a few brief seconds as teeth moved a little harder and faster against her hardened bud of flesh. Lifting his head he ran his little finger across her glistening labia, parting them gently to slide it inside. Eyes meeting hers as his whispered words flowed. "Claire love you."
 
She moaned as he fingered her, her body incredibly responsive to his touch. His words surprised her almost as much as hers had. She hadn't thought about what she was saying until it had been done. Still, she couldn't imagine herself without him anymore. It wasn't just a need for his body, but also a need for his company. He was a sweet, kind man, and she intended to hold on to him.
 
Chris slid two more fingers past her glistening labia into the soft velvety inner folds of her pussy, her sweet nectar making it easier for them to penetrate deeply as he moved up the bed a little. His lips claiming hers in a passionate embrace, tongue searching for and dancing with hers.
 
Claire moaned into his lips, her tongue instantly taking up that perfectly timed dance that they shared. She kissed him passionately, one hand holding his head in place. His fingers were only making her more sensitive to everything he did.
 
Chris moaned into the passionate kiss as his fingers teased her g-spot slowly and sensually now, he was going to make her pleasure last for as long as possible. He loved everything about her, so happy about the fact he not only applied for the job but managed to get it and work for her.
 
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