Her words come out harsher now, her breath coming in ragged gasps as he continues to tease her. "Take me... take what you want..." Her hands grasp at his shoulders, urging him closer, the sensation of his skin against hers only serving to heighten her arousal.
"I'm yours," she whispers, "do whatever you want with me..."
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Her words fuel his desire, and as he slides two fingers deep into her wetness, she cries out in pleasure. Her body arches off the desk, urging him on, begging for more. "Yes... that's it..." she gasps, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she feels herself growing closer to release.
Her hips buck against his hand, meeting each thrust with a desperate moan. "I need you inside me... now,"
Finally, exhausted but satisfied, Diana collapses against John's chest, her limbs boneless. She nuzzles her face into his neck, taking deep breaths to calm herself. "That... was incredible," she whispers hoarsely.
Her weight feels deliciously heavy on top of him, and for a moment they just lay there, enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Then, reluctantly, Diana lifts herself off of him and straightens her clothes.
"
"you are incredible"
"Well, thank you." Diana smiles shyly at him over her shoulder before turning to leave. As she walks away, she can feel his eyes on her backside, and the knowledge that he's watching makes her heart flutter with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
With one final glance over her shoulder, she leaves the room, closing the door behind her. The sound of the clicking lock is audible even from across the hall.
Her eyes sparkle in the dimming light as she looks up at him with a mischievous glint. "How about we find somewhere... quiet?" She bites her bottom lip suggestively before adding softly, "You know..." Her cheeks flush red as she trails off, leaving her meaning unspoken but clear.
She moves closer to Cliff, their bodies brushing against each other with every step they take. The air between them crackles with sexual tension; it's almost palpable now.
“Quiet? You mean like the library?” I laugh at the idea of hanging out in the library for our first date. “Or…have you ever been inside the old abandoned hotel out by the drive-in?” I ask mischievously. “I know a back door that’s always unlocked.”
Her breath catches in her throat as he mentions the abandoned hotel. A shiver of anticipation runs down her spine at the thought of being somewhere so secret and forbidden with him. The idea of getting into trouble only heightens her arousal; it makes everything seem even more thrilling. "The abandoned hotel?" she whispers, still not quite believing he would suggest such a thing.
She looks up at Cliff, her eyes wide and full of desire. "Let's go,"