Warning!! Mature Content!!
Celina’s POV
Argh…. I don’t know why I answered him like that. Although I was planning something like that, I don’t think I am ready to do it now. Jefferson is very active when it comes to s**. Even if he told me that he never had any woman on his bed after he left, I don’t think it was true either. If it was, then I’d be happy. But the way he takes me every time, I am sure that he has a big appetite in that department. So him having no woman at all for three years is unbelievable.
Plus, what about the divorce that I heard him talking about? Isn’t it proof that he was indeed with Wendy during those times? I sighed deeply before I continued my work. I should finish this first before I think of anything else. He won’t be home until dinner time, so I still have time to think about it.
I didn’t notice the time because I was so into my work. It was a new client that was referred to me by the jewelry designer I had talked with before. And speaking of the jewelry designer, what happened to the sample contract that I asked Jefferson to look into? I made a mental note to ask him later.
Just as I turned off my drawing tablet, “You done?” Jefferson asked, which startled me. I didn’t hear the door open, so I wonder how long he had been standing on that door frame.
“Yeah, how long have you been there?” I replied and asked. I was in his study room and was sitting on his chair. I saw him walking closer, so I just stood and waited for him.
“Not that long,” he replied, then he stopped in front of me. Really in front of me, after he turned on the chair I was sitting on. I looked up to him and he was looking down at me, “When are you going to start doing your duty?” he asked. I was confused about what he meant by that, so my forehead creased automatically. Then I remember him telling me to kiss him whenever he got home.
I stood up so I could give him the kiss that he was asking. “Is that it?” he asked with wide eyes.
“What else?” Does he want more? Then he pulled me by my waist and kissed me. He made me open my mouth and when I did, he searched for my tongue. We are french kissing again!! Oh, if he’s going to do this every time, then we will always end up making out or making love.
I feel his hand roaming around my body when I put both my hands on his shoulders. I was turned on and I wanted more of what he could give. We stopped kissing but he didn’t let me go. His forehead was on mine and I felt our saliva making a thread like I licked it. Oh my goodness, it was a good thing that I brushed my teeth earlier.
“That’s what you call a kiss, Celina. I am not a kid or sick for you to give me a smack.” he said, “Did you get that?” he asked and I nodded, then he kissed me again and I kissed him back. I want him and he wants me too. I know and I can feel that.
His hand that was roaming around my body was now under my shirt and I was not wearing a bra, so he capped one of my br**** which made me moan in his mouth. His other hand was pulling my lower back closer to him and I felt his manhood, hard as rock, poking me. I like the feeling so I grind myself, to him even more so he would know that I wanted him.
Without leaving my mouth, he carried me to the lazyboy not too far from his office table. I was on top of him and maybe he felt that I was almost out of breath, so he let go of my mouth and looked at me. “I want to go home like this.” he said, then pulled up my shirt so I raised my hand to take it off. He looked at my tits and I saw him smile from ear to ear. Then he licked his lower lips as if salivating after biting them.
He looks tempted when he does that, so I straighten my body, giving him a full view of my full grown br****s. Both my buds were hardened, aching for his mouth and tongue to play with. Then he li***d it, which made me close my eyes, “Ooohhh.. Jeffy ,” I moaned. “It feels good,” I muttered.
“Open your eyes and look at me, my Celina.” he said, fanning my buds with his hot breath. I did what he said and saw him looking at me with his lustful eyes as well. He sticks out his tongue showing me that he is going to do what I wanted, and with anticipation, I hold my breath as it gets nearer until it touches my skin.
Our eyes locked with each other as he su***d and li**** on my ni****s alternately like a hungry infant on its mother’s milk. “Jeffyyy…” I said, as the sensation was bringing me to I don’t know where. I couldn’t explain it.
His hand that was roaming around reached for my shorts. He wanted to take it off, so I helped him a bit. I stand on my knees on the lazyboy as he lowered my shorts and pa****s and I feel my wetness when the fabric touches my skin. Then he lifted me up a bit to totally take them off of me. Am I that lightweight that he could lift me up just like that?
“You’re so wet for me, my Celina,” he said, and I reached for his belt and unbuckled it, then unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. I got back on my knees so he easily got up a bit and pulled down his pants and br***s with me helping him.
I was now staring at his hardness that had been poking me earlier. “Like what you see?” he asked when he noticed that I was staring at it. I swallowed my saliva and nodded.
“You’re big,” I said, without thinking, and when I realized it, I looked at him with wide eyes. He laughed and took my hand, only to put it at his length. Then I touched and felt it. Then I saw he was leaking as well.
“It’s because of you, my Celina.” he said, “I want to try to have a taste of him, so I decided to get down from his lap. But before I could do that, he carried me as he got up, only to put me down on top of the lazy boy and bend me over. Oh my gosh, I love this position.
I felt him rubbing the tip of his member on my opening and which magnified my desire towards him, then I felt him thrust himself inside me. “Oohhh, deeper and faster, please..” I said, begging.
He did what I wanted, he went deeper and faster until we both cummed. He hugged me from behind but he made sure that I wouldn’t be carrying his weight. “My Celina,” he muttered.