A Presence Felt - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Presence Felt - Part 2

... her.

Adrian closed his eyes, incredulous that he was entertaining this line of thought. But he didn't feel he had a choice. None of his rationalizations could explain away what had happened. "I'm sorry I left you the way I did last night," he told Stella. She wrapped her arms around him, and he rested his head against her stomach. "After I was gone, did he come back to that room to fuck you?" Adrian felt horrible asking her such a thing, but he had to know.

"I didn't stay in that room after you left," she said quietly. Her fingers stroked his hair. "I went to my own bed because I only wanted you."

He buried his face against the front of her shirt. "I want you, too," he dared to confess. "So much."

"You can have me." Stella stepped back and pulled the turtleneck over her head. The bra she wore was sheer, her nipples visible through the fabric. Adrian didn't try to hold back his moan of appreciation. "Take out your cock," she said. "I love to see you stroking while you're watching me."

He grinned while obeying her command. "You enjoyed that last night?"

"Oh, yes!" Stella stepped out of her heels before slowly, teasingly, lowering her slacks. "It turns me on to see you so excited."

Adrian took hold of his hardening cock. "And how much does it excite you?" he asked in a guttural voice.

Stella removed her slacks altogether, and when she stood upright again, Adrian's dick jumped at the sight of her crotchless panties. "Why don't you find out for ...

... yourself?"

As soon as she was within reach, Adrian pulled her to him. Sinking to his knees on the floor, he pressed his face between Stella's thighs, inhaling her scent. He parted her outer labia and discovered she was already drenched. "Such a naughty girl, wearing these to work today." Already, he was trembling with the need to be inside her.

"I almost embarrassed myself a few times," she said, the words coming out in a breathy rush.

Adrian moaned louder while he lapped at her flushed inner folds. He was drunk on the smell and taste of her. "How so?" With a gentle touch, he massaged her clit.

Weaving her fingers through his hair, Stella pressed his mouth firmly against her cunt. "Well, I kept thinking about your gorgeous cock, and the way it felt deep inside me. And I got so wet while sitting at my desk, I worried I might leave a damp spot on my chair!"

Adrian delighted in suckling at her inner lips; he loved how fleshy and swollen they were. By now, he had her juice all over his face. When he flicked his tongue against her clit, she released a soft cry. "You're well aware of what a greedy little cunt you have." His words made her gasp. "And yet you chose to wear these panties."

"I wore them for you," she whispered. "I was hoping you'd fuck me again."

Adrian wanted to, more than anything. But doubt settled low in his belly, weakening his erection a little. Lifting his head, he met Stella's gaze. "I'm afraid I'll only disappoint you after last night's ...