The instagram post said “try not to think of how desperately you need to be taken, bound and fucked right now.”
But I couldn’t stop. I had to face my desire that I wanted him to take it from me.
I wanted to just feel him come up behind me and stick two fingers inside my pussy while sucking on my neck. I didn’t want him to ask permission or forgiveness. I wanted him to claim it with no build up.
There was never anything between us but work. Analysis and the slight professional disagreement. But something in the eyes. Something about the way you ran a meeting wanted me to to just go into your office and have you whip out your dick and you order me on my knees.
You know me deep from where my cerebellum connects with my clit and without a sexual word you know that it would make cum
Wandering & Wondering 