Mark's Gifts Pt. 04

Mark smiled inwardly, and pressed more firmly against her. He knew it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge and he listened in her mind for the signals that would tell him what he needed to do. Her grip on his body tightened as he slipped a finger inside her and pressed up to her g-spot while with his hand he pressed and rubbed against her clit.

She came almost instantly and he felt her gush a little on his hand as her body quaked and she cried out wordlessly in bliss, her forehead pressed hard against him. He eased his finger out of her but kept his hand gently rubbing her, careful to listen to her mind so as not to go too far.

She lifted her head from his and he could see her breath catching in her throat, a mixture of joy, awe and a hint of confusion in her eyes. His exploration of her mind earlier had made it clear to him that while Megan enjoyed sex, she was not as intrinsically sexual a person as Candy or Ashley were and she had never, not even nearly, cum so fast or so hard. In her mind now, he could see her dismiss the desire for explanation as she basked in the euphoria and he smiled warmly at her as he gently kissed her red lips.

"Hmm... hmm," she murmured, her voice refusing to obey her commands. Mark kissed her more deeply and pressed forward, pushing her ass a little further onto the table and gently guiding her down so that she lay with her back on the table. He leaned over her for a few moments, eagerly kissing her while he undid the buttons of her shirt. Underneath, he was grateful to find a simple front clasp on her bra and he ran his hands smoothly but firmly over her now exposed breasts as she moaned again into his mouth.

He leaned up again and took a moment to admire her beauty as he reached for her panties. Whatever mechanism she had used to tie up her fiery hair had begun to fail in the midst of their passion and wisps of it hung haphazardly around her face. She joined and lifted her legs for him to slide her panties off and quickly he was between her legs again, pressing his mouth to her sodden pussy.

With the guidance of her mind, he quickly had her cumming again and the table creaked a little as her body thrashed and she called out again.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" she cried as Mark gripped her quivering legs tightly and lapped her juices until she came down again.

As he started to stand up straight again, Megan sat up herself. He could see, without the need to look in her mind, that the awestruck and confused innocence was gone from her face. She had now an almost serious looking expression that was pure sex. She reached up and undid the remaining vestiges of her tied up hair and shook it loose around her head. Mark thought it was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen.

She leaned forward and kissed him hungrily and he felt her hands quickly undo his belt and pants and push them down, freeing his cock. It was his turn to groan into her mouth as he felt her hands grip his hard length and slide up and down before she pulled him by the cock towards her and lined him up with her pussy.

As his head slipped easily inside her, she lowered herself down again and sighed loudly.

"Hmm, yeah," she said breathily, "that's what I wanted." She was smiling now with the glow of someone experiencing a long awaited release. Mark couldn't help but note that it reminded him of a drug addict getting an overdue fix.

He used his upper arms to support her legs as he gripped her hips with his hands, simultaneously pushing himself forward and pulling her towards him until he was fully inside her.

For a moment he released her legs and leaned over her to kiss her. He felt her hands on the sides of his face as he slowly started thrusting in and out of her. As he leaned up again slightly, their eyes locked and he saw again the raw sex in her expression.

He stood upright again and resumed his previous grip as he started to increase the pace and force of his thrusts. She grunted and moaned as she felt his balls slap against her and he saw her grip the edge of the table with her fingertips, both to keep herself from being pushed back by the force of his thrusts into her, but also to help her push back against him and Mark could feel her body coming to meet him every time he slammed himself into her.

He took his time building her orgasm this time, knowing she wanted to savour for a while finally feeling Mark's cock in her. When she did cum, he held her tightly as she quivered and shook but kept thrusting.

And he was still thrusting as he leaned over to kiss her as she came down. She held his face again briefly and looked into his eyes, no sign that her lust was satisfied.

They moved together then, without speaking, as Mark stood and quickly helped her off the table. She stood for a moment and kissed him again, briefly stroking his cock before she turned around. Mark wrapped his arms around her upper body and pushed his body against her. She turned her head as best she could and kissed him hungrily again. She spread her legs a little and reached down to guide Mark's cock back inside her and groaned as he slid in.

Mark pressed himself against her and felt her hips pushing back hard. At length, he moved his hands to grip her hips and Megan leaned forward, supporting her weight with her hands on the table, spreading her legs even wider as Mark started to thrust into her again.

He was reminded of that first night with Eleni, their shared unspoken rhythm, as he felt Megan's hips slide back to meet him with each thrust, her speed and intensity increasing in perfect concert with his own.

He felt her rhythm stutter as she came again, felt her pussy clamp down on his cock but she didn't stop and he saw in her mind that she didn't want to ever stop. He pulled her up to him and they kissed again, awkwardly but passionately before settling back to hard fucking once more. She had cum twice more by the time Mark felt her energy waning and finally gave in to his own long awaited release, burying himself in her and releasing himself with an animal groan. Megan's body shook again with her own fresh orgasm and her legs nearly went from under her so that Mark had to hold her up for a moment.

He pulled out of her and gently turned her again, lifting her slightly so she rested her ass on the table once more. He noticed some bottles of water on the floor where they had fallen from the table and picked two up, offering one to her. She took it gratefully and although she was breathing heavily and a sheen of sweat covered her body, she was smiling broadly as she took a drink. He stood between her legs and she placed a tired hand on his torso as he kissed the top of her head.

"Jesus fucking christ Mark... I've never... I've never cum like that in my life... I mean... oh my god," she said, still catching her breath. She looked up at him and smiled. In her mind, aside from the glow of her sexual euphoria, Mark could see the obvious relief.

"You are so fucking incredible Megan," he said, smiling, taking her face in his hands, "I've wanted you for so long" he went on, before he kissed her again, softly and gently and felt her melt into him.

After taking some time to recover, they decided it was a bit liberating to walk around the office naked, so Mark took his pants the rest of the way off and Megan relieved herself of the skirt that had been bunched around her waist all this time and they made their way to the big boss' office, where some bottles of expensive booze were known to be kept.

As they stood in front of his massive desk and clinked glasses, Mark couldn't help but notice in Megan's mind the fantasies that took place in this office, couldn't help but notice her lust rise again. When she noticed him getting hard again, she reached out to stroke him gently and soon was crouched in front of him, taking him in her mouth.

He could see in her mind that what she wanted now was a little different and he quickly found himself lying flat on his back on the big boss' desk as Megan straddled him and slowly impaled herself on his length. She rode him slowly and deliberately, keeping his length inside her as she pressed herself hard against him. He leaned up from the desk and held onto her tightly as they came together again.

They took their fresh post coital bliss to the long, soft couch along the wall of the office and they spooned there for a while before Mark found himself inside her again, his arms holding her tightly to him, their legs intertwined until the came together once more.

It was only because they were starting to expect people to start coming into work that they decided they better shower and dress again. Megan smiled sheepishly when she saw Mark get the spare shirt he kept at his desk. The one he had been wearing had no buttons left.

They headed out of the building's lobby, her arm wrapped in his and a wide smile on her face.

"You know Mark," she said, affecting a note of seriousness, "this changes things." Mark had a moment of concern, but it quickly passed as her true meaning flashed in her mind.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well," she smiled mischievously now, "work is going to be so much more fun! I mean, we can't, like, stay late every night, so we're gonna have to find lots of interesting places to fuck during the day!"

They laughed together and made their way to their shared favorite late night diner for some much needed breakfast.