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Ajedrez jumped as she heard the door rattle. She reached for the gun on the table and held it up just in time for Sands to burst in through the door.
“Why doesn’t my key work?” he raised his eyebrow, eyes focused lazily on the gun that was pointed in his direction. He liked to think she wouldn’t pull the trigger, but she wasn’t as predictable as the others.
“Its too small,” Ajedrez’s mouth turned up at the corner and her eyes dropped to his crotch momentarily, teasingly. Sands raised his eyebrows, obviously offended at the implied suggestion.
“That so? In fact, I seem to recall you begging me for more. To fuck you harder. What was it, ‘Please Baby…I need you…more…please’” He smiled smugly.
“I was talking about the key..?”
“I wasn’t”
“Why are you here, Sands?”
“Why do I usually come here? Pun intended.”
“You’re an ass, you know that?” She said, lowering the gun and simultaneously checking out his butt as he turned around to hang his coat up beside the door.
They were enemies. But here, it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the feel of his flesh on hers. The feel of him inside of her. The way his tongue tasted her skin. Ajedrez stood up and sauntered over to Sands. She let her fingers play with the hem of his t-shirt for a few moments before pulling it up over his head and throwing it on the floor. She let her hands run up his stomach to his chest, feeling the muscles twitch under his skin.
Sands leant down and captured her lips in a rough kiss, his hands coming up to undo her top and the zip on her skirt. Both fell to the floor silently. He moved forward, forcing Ajedrez to move back until her legs touched the bed. She broke the kiss, “Wait. Not here.” She took his hand and led him to the study, where she went and stood in front of the desk, a cheeky smile on her lips.
Sands mouth twisted into a predatory grin and he stalked towards her, gripping her hips and lifting her onto the desk. He kissed her again while her hands went about ridding him of his jeans. She shoved them down his hips, “Patience is a virtue, Ajedrez.”
“Fuck you.”
“You’re about to, Sugarbutt.” He said, pushing her back on the desk. He kissed his way up her body, sliding into her when her reached her neck.
Ajedrez moaned quietly at the feeling and wriggled under him. The room was filled with the sound of damp bodies slapping together, of panting and moaning and the occasional grunt. The harsh light from the window highlighted the trail of sweat between their bodies. Almost immediately, Ajedrez’s back stuck to the paperwork on the desk, some of it flying onto the floor as she was pushed further across the table by Sands’ thrusts. She reached out with one hand and held onto the edge of the desk, the nails of her other hand unknowingly scratching red marks down Sands’ back. She moaned as she felt the pressure build quickly and shuddered as a wave of bliss washed over her body. Her hand stayed gripped to the table until Sands collapsed onto her. She sighed as she felt the trickle from between her thighs and realised she was going to have to redo all the paperwork she had just finished.
Ajedrez jumped as she heard the door rattle. She reached for the gun on the table and held it up just in time for Sands to burst in through the door.
“Why doesn’t my key work?” he raised his eyebrow, eyes focused lazily on the gun that was pointed in his direction. He liked to think she wouldn’t pull the trigger, but she wasn’t as predictable as the others.
“Its too small,” Ajedrez’s mouth turned up at the corner and her eyes dropped to his crotch momentarily, teasingly. Sands raised his eyebrows, obviously offended at the implied suggestion.
“That so? In fact, I seem to recall you begging me for more. To fuck you harder. What was it, ‘Please Baby…I need you…more…please’” He smiled smugly.
“I was talking about the key..?”
“I wasn’t”
“Why are you here, Sands?”
“Why do I usually come here? Pun intended.”
“You’re an ass, you know that?” She said, lowering the gun and simultaneously checking out his butt as he turned around to hang his coat up beside the door.
They were enemies. But here, it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but the feel of his flesh on hers. The feel of him inside of her. The way his tongue tasted her skin. Ajedrez stood up and sauntered over to Sands. She let her fingers play with the hem of his t-shirt for a few moments before pulling it up over his head and throwing it on the floor. She let her hands run up his stomach to his chest, feeling the muscles twitch under his skin.
Sands leant down and captured her lips in a rough kiss, his hands coming up to undo her top and the zip on her skirt. Both fell to the floor silently. He moved forward, forcing Ajedrez to move back until her legs touched the bed. She broke the kiss, “Wait. Not here.” She took his hand and led him to the study, where she went and stood in front of the desk, a cheeky smile on her lips.
Sands mouth twisted into a predatory grin and he stalked towards her, gripping her hips and lifting her onto the desk. He kissed her again while her hands went about ridding him of his jeans. She shoved them down his hips, “Patience is a virtue, Ajedrez.”
“Fuck you.”
“You’re about to, Sugarbutt.” He said, pushing her back on the desk. He kissed his way up her body, sliding into her when her reached her neck.
Ajedrez moaned quietly at the feeling and wriggled under him. The room was filled with the sound of damp bodies slapping together, of panting and moaning and the occasional grunt. The harsh light from the window highlighted the trail of sweat between their bodies. Almost immediately, Ajedrez’s back stuck to the paperwork on the desk, some of it flying onto the floor as she was pushed further across the table by Sands’ thrusts. She reached out with one hand and held onto the edge of the desk, the nails of her other hand unknowingly scratching red marks down Sands’ back. She moaned as she felt the pressure build quickly and shuddered as a wave of bliss washed over her body. Her hand stayed gripped to the table until Sands collapsed onto her. She sighed as she felt the trickle from between her thighs and realised she was going to have to redo all the paperwork she had just finished.