Little Bit Yours 💜

Ten

She gasped against his mouth, but he didn't pull away as he stood up, their lips still attached and wrapped an arm around her, the other cradling her cheek. He greedily pushed his tongue against her lips as she parted them for him, giving him silent permission to explore her mouth and he does. He wastes no time, staking his claim, as if it were his to claim to begin with. Her hands paw at him, touching him wherever she could, afraid he would pull away.

He leads her back against the wall instead, making her gasp again as his cock twitches to full mast in appreciation. He knows, they both know, that they should slow down, that he should let her go, but he can't, and he doesn't. He brings his hands down to her skirt, lifting it up to her waist as she claws at his pants, quickly freeing him from them. He hoists her up the wall, keeping his body pressed against hers as he brings a hand down between them, moving her already soaked panties to one side as he lines himself up.

He pulls his mouth from hers, keeping his eyes glued on hers, giving her the option to tell him to stop, to say not. He prays she doesn't, as he's already painfully hard. She only nods, silently giving him permission and he thrusts into her in one quick movement, barely covering her gasp with his mouth as he does. He pauses, watching her as she nods again, and he begins to move inside her. His movements are frantic and rough, not exactly what either would have expected a first time with someone should go, but she enjoys it nonetheless, her mouth parting, her head tilting back as she moans loudly in pleasure. Every once in a while, she moans his name, or tells him not to stop and stop he doesn't. He doesn't stop until they are both coming undone together and he leans against her as they both try and catch their breaths. He rests his head against her shoulder, nuzzling her neck as he takes in her sweet scent. "Princess..." he moans, "can I call you that?"

"Yes," she giggles, nodding.

He kisses her once more before pulling away, setting her on her feet. Her face is flushed bright red, her hair sweaty as she tries to pull herself together. He registers her slightly embarrassed look as she looks down at his cock and he follows her gaze to see a small amount of blood. He grabs a tissue and cleans himself, glancing back up at her as it hits him; he fucked up. "You're a..."

"I was..."

"Oh, fuck." He groans, quickly pulling himself together as he fixes his pants. How is that even possible? She is gorgeous and twenty-four. "Why didn't you tell me?"

She giggles, shrugging. "Oh yeah, I'm going to stop in the middle and be like, oh by the way, I'm a virgin."

"That is not how your first time should be, Audrey. I would have gone slower, or..." He groans again, raking his hands down his head. Not only had he cheated on his wife, but unknowingly took a girl's virginity.

"Or not done it at all. I wanted you to and it was perfect the way it was," she responds indignantly.

"How can you be a virgin?!"

"I was a virgin," she corrects him with a shrug. "I had a serious boyfriend in high school, but we waited and then he went off to college. And when I was going to sleep with him when he came home for break, he brought a girl home with him. So, I just focused on my studies after that. It's no big deal, Andy..."

He sighs, shaking his head. "This was..."

"Amazing..." "A mistake..."

They both speak at the same time and as soon as she hears his response, her face drops and he realizes he fucked up yet again. But she's already out of the room before he can correct himself.

Audrey races away from the office quickly, tears streaking her cheeks as she walks home alone in the dark.

***

He doesn't see her again until the following day just before lunch. "Do you need anything, Mr. Barber?"

He groans at her calling him Mr. Barber and he nods, standing up to close the office door behind her. "Andy."

"No," she shakes her head adamantly, not looking at him. "I think that Mr. Barber is more appropriate."

She turns to leave the room, but he grabs her hand and makes her face his desk with him behind her. "Place your hands on my desk."

"What? Why?" She turns to look at him, but he turns her back toward the desk.

He leans over her from behind. "Just do it, princess. Please. And don't say anything until I tell you to." She swallows hard and nods as she places her palms flat on the desk. "Good girl." Her breath hitches when he praises her, making him smile. "You misunderstood me last night. When I said it was a mistake, I meant it was a mistake because I don't know how I'm supposed to keep my hands off you now." She gasps, clenching her thighs together as heat shoots through her. She bites her lip as she feels him run his hand up her skirt. "Are you okay with me touching you?" He asks quietly, his breath hot on her neck as she moans.

"Yes. Please touch me—" She snaps her mouth closed before finishing her sentence and he grins, pressing his body against hers as he trails his fingers up between her legs.

He kicks her legs farther apart. "Please touch you what? How were you going to finish that sentence?"

She groans as he rubs his middle finger along her soaked panties. "Please touch me, daddy."

"Fuck," he hisses, his cock now painfully pressing against his pants. "Why does that run me on so much? I'm fucking doomed." He fucks her again in his office and his car and in her apartment. Whenever they can over the next few months, they are grinding naked against each other until they are both drained and happy. But it isn't just that, they connect and talk all the time. And slowly, the lust and temptation turns into love. They make plans as he is not in love with his wife anymore and he knew that before Audrey was ever in the picture. They had drifted away from each other long ago, only staying together out of obligation to their son.

They talk about wanting to have their own family after she finishes law school. Everything seems real and possible when they are wrapped in their own bubble together, the two of them. But as soon as they are forced back into the real world, it becomes too hard, causing them to resent each other. She is the other woman, and he is the creep that preyed on a younger woman that was technically his subordinate. Even though neither of them had ever been in love with anyone like they had been with each other, he starts to think it isn't possible. He starts to think that he is wasting her time, that she should be with someone more available. Not someone tied down by a family. And he knows that he is selfish and an idiot, but he wants her, more than he had ever wanted anyone or anything in his entire life. But it all crumbles to the ground when he confronts his wife...