In an Instant

Her eyes were closed when I ran my hands over the bare skin of her lower back. I know this is what she always wanted. I know this is what I always wanted. I know we both want more than this.

I softly kiss her lips, running my tongue over the corner of her mouth. She shudders, she must love that. My tiny kisses make a trace to her ear and I gently bite her earlobe. I hear her gasp.

I tremble as I unsuccessfully try to unbutton her shirt. I feel like I'm seventeen again, like this is the very first time for me. I guess in a way it is. This is so much more than just sex, this is Sara and I love her.

Oh my God! I love her!

She opens her eyes and grins at me as she tries to help me unbutton her blouse. Her hands are shaking as well, and the fact that she is as nervous as I am is strangely arousing.

She is holding my hands while she leans into me and kisses me gently. My lips part slightly and suddenly she's all over me like a hungry lioness. Her tongue in a fierceful dance with my own, her hands in my hair, and I'm still trying to undo her blouse.

"How attached are you to this blouse?" I whisper in her ear while tugging and pulling.

"Not very," comes her clear response.

I can't take the suspense so I rip her blouse open, buttons are flying everywhere. We'll have to find those later.

She is now sitting before me, clad in the most beautiful bra I've ever seen and she looks so sexy. Her hair has gotten loose from it's clip and is now tousled around her head and on her shoulders.

She looks so damn HOT.

She reaches for me and I am more than willing to get back in her arms. She pulls my T-shirt over my head and tosses it aside.

I suddenly feel insecure. I'm not very young anymore and I'm afraid that will now be a problem to her.

But insecurity is flying out the window as Sara -MY Sara- pulls me closer and starts licking and biting my nipples. I run my hands down her back, eager to return the favor, but knowing I would first have to get rid of that fucking bra.

I manage to unhook it on the second try and I lay her back down on my desk. I lean over her while making a trace of kisses from her mouth past her neck, to her beautiful breasts.

I circle her nipples with my tongue, feeling them harden in my mouth and I notice that she is already slightly beginning to buck her hips into me.

I am as hard as I can remember ever being. My cock presses against the fabric of my boxers and I feel I just want to get inside of her.

I hear her kick off her shoes and I kick off mine too. Then I unbuckle her belt and pull off her pants.

Sara. On my desk. Wearing nothing but a pair of very soaked lace panties. Those have to go too.

But before I get the chance to pick her up a little and get her totally naked in front of me I feel her hands slide inside my jeans and gripping my cock tight. I hadn't realized the realism of this endeavour until she just did that.

Sara's hands on my cock, I never thought that fantasy would one day be real. I turn out to be the first one to become completely naked.

She then lowers herself on the carpet and I feel her tongue circling the head. Never did I have a woman do this for me. I've always been afraid to ask, and they've probably never felt comfortable enough around me to do it to me. But Sara... Sara does.

"Oh God honey that feels.... SO GOOD."

I cry out the last part when she suddenly takes all of me in her mouth.

She laughs a little and the trembling of her mouth as she does gets me even more horny.

I just want to make her come, I just want to get inside her and screw her like no man has done before.

She is mine now, at least for the time being, and I want her to know how much that satisfies me.

As much as I hate to, I pick her up off the floor and put her back on my desk.

"I don't want to come in your mouth," I tell her and the dark brown of her eyes tells me she too had a whole different place in mind for me to squirt my juices.

She finally lets me take off her panties and I can now see how wet she really is. I decide that I'm going to try something for her too. I get down on my knees and push her legs apart.

I feel her shudder as she knows what will happen next and she moves her hips closer to my mouth to encourage me.

But I don't need any encouragement. I want to kiss her, lick her, suck on her, taste her.

I pull her just a little closer and plunge my tongue between her folds. Her salty sweet wetness takes me by surprise.

I push my tongue inside her and I feel her clenching her muscles. She wants me in there and I want to get inside of her, but first...

First I must make her feel that I want to be there for her, not just for me. I want her to know that I want her for her. She is the most wonderful woman in the world and she deserves to know.

Oh God she tastes good.

"Gris... I'm gonna come!" she says, and for just a second I wonder if I'm going to let her. I decide I kept her waiting long enough and I quicken the strokes of my tongue over her nub.

Her wetness oozes out of her when her muscles tighten in a rhythmic manner and she grabs me by my hair.

She pulls me up and kisses me, probably tasting herself on me.

"I want you inside me Gris. I need you inside me."

I don't wait another second and eagerly lead my cock into her, no condom, we don't care. Her eyes widen and she gasps, and for a moment I think she's in pain. I stop and look at her.

"No, don't stop!" she hisses, "You're just.. Oh my GOD you're big!"

I feel a bit proud and with the raw masculinity that has been locked inside me for so long I thrust within her. I want her to feel what she does to me. She means the world to me. I can't tell her with words, so I tell her with actions.

I look outside the window and realise that one of my neighbors can probably see us going at it like chipmunks. But I don't care. If anything, it just arouses me further.

Sara follows my gaze and I know she feels the same way. She doesn't care if anyone can hear her. She moans when I slow my pace and almost screams as I suddenly push deep inside her. She wraps her legs around me and I can push even deeper. I know she wants it like this, she knows I want it like this.

I can feel the tension rising inside me. I can feel I'm about to come and I notice Sara can feel it as well. She wraps her arms around me and plunges her nails in my back and I love it, I love her.

"I can come again," she pants and in an instant I can feel her muscles clenching around me. It's the last thing I need to push me over the edge and I spill inside her. She kisses me, and it makes my orgasm all the better.

I've never felt anything like this in my entire life and when I open my eyes I see Sara's crying, just like me.

I kiss her through salty tears and I know that, like me, these are tears of happiness. Happiness and confusion. This is not like us, we had just been reviewing a case at my house and this happened.

It was bound to happen some day, and I'm so glad it did.

"I love you," I whisper and she cries harder. "I really do."

I know she's afraid this was just one time, but I'm not like that. I've given her my body, now I'll give her everything she needs.