[Warning: This Chapter contains Explicit Mature Content]
Kaija’s panties were pulled down to her thighs. She was still frozen with terror at the sudden seriousness in Antony’s tone. So frozen she couldn’t stopped his hands.
Just as she was about to deny it again, Antony had pulled her down lower to his lips. His fingers made their way to the open skin between her legs, striking her hard clit in relentless payback.
"Hah!... Antony..." moans helplessly spilled out of Kaija. Her intimate area was quickly filled up with Antony’s finger, her liquid dripping down his hand when he pulled it out.
"Hold your voice down, Kaikai," Antony murmured. The work of his fingers wasn’t exactly as gentle as his voice. "Everyone is still working, and my office, as you’ve already figured, is not exactly soundproof."
His other hand slid under her sweater, yanking her bra down in one tug. He kneaded her soft breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers in circling motions.
"It’s about time you told me exactly what’s going on with you, Kaikai. I don’t like you keeping things from me."
"Antony, please..." Kaija replied over trembling moans. "I... I can’t answer you like this..."
"Then tell me after this." Antony’s lips curved up in satisfaction, before claiming hers again.
A second finger inserted, and Kaija’s neck arched all the way up. "Antony... how... how come you’ve done it just once, and yet you’re not even hesitant like you were yesterday," she cried.
In fact, Antony had grown too confident for someone who’d just had sex for the first time in his life, just yesterday. The way he’d sucked her tongue so skillfully just now, how his fingers were rubbing her clit and pussy at all the right places, Kaija felt like he’d known her body all his life.
"Like I told you, I just feel your rhythm," Antony replied with a satisfied smile, "Your body is like an instrument, and I play it with how I feel about you."
Within a few thrusts of his skillful fingers, Antony had proven his own words true. Her whole body convulsed in a deep orgasm, pussy so drenched her juices spilled down his hand, pooling warmly all over his thighs.
"Hah... God, you’re so wet, and you smell so good." Without hesitation, he bought his own fingers into his mouth for a taste.
The sight turned Kaija on so much more than she already was. She brought his hand toward her mouth, lips enclosing around the fingers he’d just sucked on.
"Antony..." she called out to him softly, giving his fingers a tight, smacking suck. "I can’t hold myself together anymore... I want you inside me now."
Antony’s face immediately darkened. All the light was long gone from his brilliant golden eyes.
"Fucking hell, Kaikai," he groaned, "You shouldn’t say things like that, while doing things like this to me." His flushed tip rubbed against her dripping folds, now waiting impatiently for him.
"You’re the one who shouldn’t be sucking my own juice in front of me," Kaija teased. Her hips lowered to his thick, hard length on their own, spreading wider the lower they went.
Antony’s neck arched back against the couch as he felt her heat enclosing over his sensitive spot. "This... this position definitely feels... very different," he gasped, taking in deep breaths to steady himself.
"How... how does it feel?"
"I could feel... your pussy pressing down on me," Antony replied with great difficulty, "Like... like you’re crushing me in a tight hug, and it’s overwhelming." Without warning, his hips drove upward into her tight, crushing heat.
Kaija’s body jolted up in shock at the sensation tingling all over her thighs and knees. Her chest collapsed onto his as she couldn’t handle the pleasure.
"Easy, don’t move," Antony soothed, his hand coming up and down her small back. "Let me do it for you."
With that, his hips started rolling in an upward motion, driving himself deeper into the wetness pressing down onto him from above.
"Hah... hah... Antony, I’m gonna... I’m gonna come again like this..." Her words were buried into Antony’s chest, teeth sinking down her lip to keep her voice from spilling out too loud.
"You can come as many times... as you want, Kaikai," Antony said with an indulgent smile. His hips started picking up more speed, determined to draw that orgasm out of her.
More juices spilled down through the small tight hole Antony was slamming into. The air in the room turned more erotic by the second, filled with slippery sound of their bodies coming in and out of each other.
At last, a sharp sound tore from Kaija’s throat, followed by the convulsion coursing through her body. She couldn’t take any of his thrusts anymore.
"Hah..ah, Antony, I... !" Kaija cried. Her teeth sank deeply into his shoulder, holding back her own sound.
Upon feeling her, Antony pulled out entirely at once. The pressure building up down his base was already feeling like exploding. Her sharp cry was his final trigger.
"Arghhh," Antony groaned, and a hot stream of cum spilled off his flushed tip. It pumped out in waves as deep pleasure washed over him.
His own body collapsed entirely into the couch, with Kaija right upon it. They panted and gasped, their weight sinking down to the soft cushion below.
Only a long moment later did senses return to their minds, and their bodies stirred.
"I’m sorry I messed up your office, and... you as well..." Kaija mumbled. The hot mess spilling all over Antony’s lap was dripping down to the leather below.
Antony’s fingers ran into her hair, now a honey-blonde mess, and he messed it up further. "Will you tell me what the hell made you want to mess up my office?" His voice was soft, but the firmness in each word was there.
Kaija’s cheeks puffed up with embarrassment. Her lips pouted out just the way she’d always seen Karl did, mumbling shyly into his chest.
"Antony, I felt mad."
Antony’s brow shot up instantly. "Mad?" His hand enclosed over one side of her puffy cheek. "Did I make you mad anyhow? Was it because I made you faint last night when we—"
"No, it’s not you, or that..." Kaija replied timidly. "I met Juliana Harinen again at Dazzle’s headquarters this afternoon."