She Needs Some Work Done Pt. 02

As she came down from her orgasm she returned her hands to stroking his head, her fingertips coursing with electricity, she could feel every sensation and just the touch of him stretched out her excitement.

He greedily lapped up the rest of her juices before lowering her dress back down. He pushed her chair back and got out from under her desk. He leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth, tenderly cupping her chin. She could taste herself on him. His tongue probed her mouth just as it had probed her pussy. She felt breathless once more, still shocked at the effect he had on her.

She found his clothed cock and brushed it with her fingertips before rubbing it gently. It was already semi erect from bringing her to orgasm. He drew back and Alana's face displayed her confusion.

"Don't worry, I definitely want your hand there and other things but I have to get back to work and I probably shouldn't be leaving your office with a raging hard on." He joked. "I would like to see you after work. Will you be going straight home?"

"I will now," she managed to whisper, exhausted from the sensations he had given her.

"I'll see you there just after five. I was hoping to look at your shower before I finish off the kitchen. What do you reckon?" He raised an eyebrow.

All she could do was smile and nod, licking her lips.

Just as he was about to leave the office, she remembered, "What about my knickers?"

A smile tickled his lips and he patted his pocket, "Oh no, these are staying with me. You'll get them back later."

He walked away, leaving her to sit back in her chair, struggling to focus on the work in front of her. She looked at the clock, three hours to go. How would she last?

Over the rest of the afternoon she managed to do some work but also had to walk around the building as well. She was on edge and concentrating was beyond her current capabilities.

She passed him in the corridor. There were too many people around, they just looked at each other, communicating without words. After she saw him she headed to the toilet, feeling the phone in her pocket vibrate.

She looked at her phone and saw that he'd sent her a message.

Your knickers are still safe in my pocket. I'm fingering them delicately, can't wait to do the same to you later ;) x

Her whole body was vibrating in anticipation.

As soon as the clock struck five Alana was rushing out the door. Jasmin shouted something in her direction as she passed the sales team but she was in no mood to listen, she had things to be doing.

She jumped into her car and practically flew down the road, just about remembering to stop at the lights. She couldn't remember much of the journey but as she turned into her road she saw his white van waiting near her driveway.

She tried to relax, preparing herself mentally, not wanting to show too much of herself to him too quickly, they hadn't really talked since things had got physical and already he had an unexpected power over her. As she closed her eyes and took some deep breaths she heard a knock on the car window next to her. She looked up and saw him smiling that cheeky knowing smile at her. She could, however, see some uncertainty in his eyes, he was nervous as well. He usually displayed a calm confidence as he went around doing his work but he seemed different and she liked that there was some vulnerability there.

There was something suspicious about a man who was always confident, always in control, her ex Jake had shown her that. He was confident and in control in every situation to the point of arrogance. It was when they'd been together a couple of months that she realised he wanted to control every aspect of her life. He decided where she went, who she met up with and what she wore. Nick was her first since Jake and although they had talked quite a bit in the past she was still scared about trusting someone again.

He knocked on the window again, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Alana wound down the window.

"You know, it is much harder for me to make you come if you stay in your car." His eyes twinkled slightly, "I mean, it isn't beyond my abilities but I'd much rather take you in your flat."

She laughed, his humour breaking the spell of her nerves.

"Maybe my lack of knickers is making me nervous at the thought of getting out my car. I'd hate to flash someone." She smiled back.

"There's no one around but me and I would love to see that very wet pussy again, not to mention taste it."

She chewed her lower lip as she wound up the window, memories from the last twenty four hours flooding her mind.

She slowly got out the car, trying to stop the lust from clouding her movements.

He looked her up and down hungrily, just watching, not touching. He was rubbing his fingers together as if he was desperate to touch her but sensing her caution he let her lock the car. Alana turned around and felt him follow her to her flat. She unlocked the main door and then made her way slowly up the stairs. She could feel his eyes on her bottom as she moved. The charge between them was overwhelming yet neither of them spoke.

Alana tried to unlock the door to her flat, she fumbled with the keys dropping them twice.

He growled in her ear, "I can always do it for you. I've told you about my magic hands, they can open all sorts of things." Still he didn't touch her, his hot breath was on her neck, his lips were close enough to taste her but he held back.

She finally managed to unlock the door, walking through and holding the door open for Nick. She locked the door behind him.

Alana turned round and found him standing close to her. Close enough to touch. His eyes taking in all that her body had to offer.

His closeness thrilled and terrified her. She stepped back and found herself against the hard door. Nick stepped closer.

"I have nowhere to be tonight, I'm all yours. I won't be rushing off either. I want to just hang out and talk but first I have other plans."

He stepped closer again, their bodies almost touching.

Nick lifted his hand and tucked a strand of Alana's hair behind her ear, stroking her hair all the way down to the tips. He looked deep into her eyes. She took the moment to study his face. His eyes wrinkled at the edges and he had a very slight scar on the edge of his chin. She moistened her lips imagining what it would be like to kiss his scar, to kiss the length of his strong jaw. His light brown hair showed very light touches of grey, it didn't make him look old though just added a cute element. Nick was nearing his forties, just five years older than her and she knew as he got older he would not lose any of his attractiveness, he would be that gorgeous older guy with timeless appeal.

He lifted his hand and grazed the back of his fingers down her face, brushing them across her lips. Again he moved his fingers to her hair.

"I love your hair," he whispered. "It is so soft."

She lifted her hand towards his face and trailed her fingertips across his face. Exploring every part that she could see, feeling his cheekbones, grazing his scar, tracing his lips. She moved forward to kiss him but instead he took her hand, holding it in his. He brought it towards his mouth and pressed his lips to her fingers. Her fingers started to tingle. The tingles spread along her arms and down her body. His lips moved to her palm and then to the pulse points on her wrist. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest, he would be able to feel her rapid pulse below his lips.

His mouth moved to her ear, he kissed her ear gently and then started to trail kisses down her neck, across the top of her chest, stopping just above the top of her cowl neck dress.

"You know that your ears go red when you're aroused?" he said between kisses.

She sighed, "And what colour are they right now?"

"Very, very red," he growled, his mouth moving back to nuzzle her ears.

She could feel her breathing getting deeper, her chest rising and falling in response. She moved her hands to clutch his head and kissed him deeply. He pushed his body against hers and suddenly she didn't want to go slowly, she wanted him inside her.

"I want you now, I want you inside of me," she said huskily, her voice consumed with arousal. She moved her hand to his cock, rubbing it through his trousers. It was growing big and thick. "You want me too."

"I really do," he moved his hands to her butt, pushing her dress up and massaging it, gripping it tightly. "You really do have a perfect ass."

She put her arms around him and he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs round him and ground her pussy into his cock.

Their mouths met each other greedily. The kiss deepened, tongues intertwined, both fighting, the passion overwhelming.

"Where do you want me?" He asked, his lips still pressed tightly to her mouth.

"The bathroom, I want to fuck in the shower."

They continued to kiss on the way to the bathroom.

"You know this isn't as sexy if I accidentally walk you in to a wall, I'm not sure I can see entirely where I am going," Alana giggled. "You're even sexy when you giggle."

Nick managed to open the door while still holding her up against him.

"You really do have the most incredible hands." She giggled again.

He pushed her against the bathroom door and started grinding against her, wanting to free his cock.

Her giggles turned into moans. "Oh, yes, that feels so good."

His mouth again was on her neck, she loved the feel of his lips against her throat.

"You're going to have to put me down so I can take your clothes off." She whispered longingly in his ear.

He put her down and she started to tear at his clothes. Pulling his t.shirt over his head and throwing it across the room. Alana desperately wanted him, patience may have been a virtue but it wasn't going to satisfy her aching need.

Her hands moved to his belt, ripping it out of his trousers. "Boots, boots" he managed to say while pulling her dress off her curvy frame, trying not to rip it even though he wanted her naked, her breasts in his mouth, his dick thrusting into her.

She bent down and untied his boots, pulling his feet out of them and out of the socks. She undid his trousers and shoved them down. Her mouth moved to his shoulder kissing and licking down his body. He managed to take off her bra, instantly moving his mouth to her breasts, tonguing her harden nipples, teasing the bottom of her breast.

She put her thumbs in the edge of his boxers and pulled them down. He stepped out of them.

"Shower time," he moaned. Pulling her into the shower with him. She pressed the on switch and suddenly the water poured down on them, adding to the sensations of their arousal. She sucked and licked his body, tasting the water that was flowing over him. She nibbled his skin, moving her head down slowly.

She saw the pre-cum on the tip of his penis, she licked it, feeling the size of his cock in her hand. She started to stroke it gently.

Her lips moved to his cock, "You don't have to."

"I really want to," She started by licking the tip, flicking the head of his penis. Suddenly her mouth enveloped his throbbing dick. Her soft tongue licking it slowly up and down the shaft while carefully stroking his balls. He held her head to guide her into maximising his pleasure. She could tell he was relishing the feel of her mouth, his moans getting louder.

"Alana, oh God," his voice was straining under the adoration.

She started to suck harder, increasing the pressure, taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. Mouth fucking him like she had wanted to do for so long, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. Before she could make him come he stopped her, pulling her back up.

"But..."

"But nothing," he replied. "When I come I want to be inside you, I want to feel your pussy clenching me, holding me tightly."

He kissed her deeply then poured shower crème into his hands, lathering it up before he started to rub his hands over her body. He started on her shoulders, turning her around to face the shower wall. His hands moved down her body, initially soft and careful but becoming more frantic, reflecting his arousal.

The stroking and rubbing was too much of a turn on, she couldn't wait much longer. Her skin was on fire everywhere that he touched her.

"I need you inside of me," she begged.

He let the water wash the crème off his hands and then he grabbed her hips tightly. His fingers claiming her body ready to give her complete gratification.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he flicked his tongue around her ear, nuzzling her, knowing how much she enjoyed it.

"Yes," she moaned.

She could feel his dick pushing against her. She pushed backwards as he slowly moved into her. Her hands splayed against the shower wall, helping her to push against him harder. She was incredibly wet, even without the benefit of the shower.

"Mmmm, that is good," she shuddered as he moved a hand from her hip to cup her breast. He kissed her shoulder as his thumb explored her stiff nipple, twisting and tweaking, giving her every sensation he could.

She moved one of her hands to grab his butt, grasping it in her hand, manipulating it, squeezing it tightly.

Soon they were in a rhythm, he was pulling out slightly and then thrusting into her. Bodies moving together, he tasted her wherever he could get his mouth and she moved against him, holding herself to him, loving the feel of his wet skin against hers, the water cascading down their needy, aroused bodies.

He kissed her hungrily as his hand moved from her nipple down her body to her clit and he rubbed it, wanting her to feel pleasure throughout her being.

Ecstasy gripped both of them. He could feel she was about to come and was pushing to have his release at the same time. He slammed into her hard one last time and felt the walls of her pussy clench his cock tightly. He felt himself release inside of her as they both came together.

She cried out, pleasure escaping from her lips and then sagged against him. It was only his strong hands and the shower wall that was stopping her from collapsing.

They cleaned each other off, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies, enjoying the time to explore and caress.

"I think it's time for some food before I waste away," he said, the familiar smile playing on his lips. "I want to take you out to dinner, my treat as I still haven't finished your kitchen yet. Maybe we get back I can bring my magic hands to that part of your flat. I may need your help though."

She smiled back, she'd always wanted to christen a worktop with some exuberant fucking.

"I already know that you like hard wood," he joked as he led her to the bedroom so that they could get ready for dinner.