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Play Hard, Get Hard

... elevates as she lowers her arms again. But as her mind focuses on the game, her body moves subconsciously. Her back is slightly arched, her legs, pressed together between my knees, tensing up and her ass pressing against me. Grinding against me.

"Another hundred and fifty points and it will seem I'll break your record," I hear her say over her shoulder.I tear my eyes away from her ass and stretch my neck to look over her shoulder. She is right. She is close to breaking one of my records. They very few I have so far. That's won't do!

I straighten up, reaching my arms around her waist. As I innocently trace my fingers down over her naked legs, I leave a pattern of caressing kisses across the top of her back. My hot breath travels down her spine, making her lean back into me, seeking my touch. As my fingers reach the beginning of her knees, I turn my wrists, my fingers reaching down over the inside of her thigh, pressing lightly.

"It's a dangerous game you're playing," she says as her feet fidget below us.A devilish smile forms on my lips as I leave her with no other reply than my fingers digging into her thighs as they trace back up her legs. Though she attempts to retain her focus on the game, I can feel her writhe under my touch. Her breathing gets more and more restricted with each kiss that I place on the soft skin of her back. It gets darker and darker the closer my fingers reach the marvelous place between her legs.

Judging from the sounds coming from the ...

... computer speakers, she just lost, but it seems she has lost interest in beating my record, as she has already surrendered to my teasing seduction. I run my hands up over her waist, feeling her body beneath my palms. Pressing them against her stomach and down around her hips, where I grab onto her strongly, guiding her hips in one of those heavenly rolls they can do My deeps groan sounds in unison with her soft sigh as her ass grinds up and then down over my cock.

Greedily, I lean back in the chair, enabling me to press my growing erection harder against her soft ass-cheeks as my hands demand another roll of her hips. I can hear her heavy exhales and see her hands flat on the desk, fingertips red from pressing down against the surface. She rolls her hips again, without help from my clawing fingers."Ahh!" I hiss through gritted teeth, flexing my hips.

I feel so very tempted to fuck her right here on the floor or over the desk. Screw the bed, screw the sofa. I will fuck her on the closest durable surface right now.

I'm a second away from grabbing her and nailing her to the wooden floor when she suddenly stands from my lap and turns to me, pushing the chair slightly backward. Her fingers reach into my hair and her lips press against mine, her tongue swirling seductively, and very hungrily, around mine.

Her fingers leave my hair, trailing down over my face, and throat, and down over my chest until they find my belt. In three quick moves, she opens my belt, and just as ...