Celeste's POV
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(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)
The kiss took my breath away, his grip on my waist tightening. His other hand tugged my bra, slowly trailing back and taking off the straps.
I arched into his length, rubbing my ass against it.
"Hmph." He moaned into the kiss, pulling away after a breath. "Trouble maker."
With a small push, he had me resting on the desk, arms propped up by my elbows. I gasped, barely able to catch my breath as the hand on my waist slipped to my skirt.
He bundled it up in folds, leaving my silk underwear open. "I've waited too long for another chance," he brushed his length between my crack. "Fuck, Celeste."
Biting my bottom lip, I leaned back a bit, letting his length fit perfectly between my cheeks. "Are you going to take long to get to the chase today?"
