Maybe by Ashley

She is....

Her clothes had been tossed around the room, the only article she wore, her bra, did little to cover her as it was hitched over her jiggling breasts. The man above her looked deliciously sinful as he leaned over her, his hair loosening from the confines of its leather band, his torso exposed to her, as his clothes had also been lost in their passion, and glistening with sweat
She couldn’t catch her breath. He dominated everything about her, including her will to take a breath. His hands grabbed at her breasts as he continued to pump feverishly into her, the force almost jarring her bones. She gave up earlier trying to hold onto him, only barely able to grasp the edge of the desk under her hips to keep herself steady.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, back on the mahogany desk in his office, and his hands moved to hold her ass as he pounded deep into her. The office building was dark save a few security lights. The upper floors were empty; no one was privy to their indulgence but them. Moans and growls could be heard outside of the penthouse office door.


“Mmm… ah..h- harder.”

He was happy to oblige. Pulling her closer and lifting both of her ankles to rest on his shoulders, he drove deeper into her. No matter how much he fucked her, he never tired of her- the smell of her, the sounds she made, the tightness of her around him, the way she looked in the throws of ecstasy. Her walls clenched him tightly every time he pulled out of her, wanting to hold him inside. It was painful rapture. He never knew how long he could last when they were together, sometimes letting go so quickly and others drawing out the pleasures well until the next morning.

“You’re so tight around me. So wet.”

“I- I want…f-faster… harder…”

He watched her now, sputtering broken syllables of his name between panting for breath. Eyes closed, mouth open, breasts bouncing with every thrust. She was vixen and the best part was she didn’t even know it.

She walked around the office in her tailored suits sharply showing her curves, her usual pairing of high wasted skirts falling to her mid-thighs, and her white buttoned up blouses. The heels she wore perked her as nicely as she strolled past, not that she needed any help. Hair in a bun and reading glass on her heart shaped face. She was the epitome of the office sex goddess, yet held no interest in the title.
She never showed him much interest, only doing her job, and then going home. He had used his status as her boss to get to know her, to study her and then finally, to seduce her. It may have been sneaky, but one such as she who would not immediately fall for his looks, he used his intelligence to spark her interest. She was going to be his greatest conquest when he took her and yet once he had her, he found that no other female compared. From her fit but voluptuous body, to her pouty lips, from her round ass, too her brown eyes, everything about her to him, screamed, “Fuck me please.” He couldn’t get enough of her. He didn’t want to get enough.
A year of being with her, talking with her, working with her; he found himself unable to focus on any other. He decided last month that he would close the deal, ask her to be with him...forever. He was positive that if he ever would be married and keep that marriage, it would be with her. She’d been hinting at this for a while.


Her moans pulled him from his thoughts- she’d become louder, signaling her oncoming climax. Her pulled out of her and bent down, spreading her legs as he buried his face in her cunt. He wanted to taste her as she came; he wanted to be there as she gave him her essence. Sure enough she came and he sucked her dry, drawing out her orgasm. When she was licked clean he flipped her over, her ass presented nicely towards his waiting cock.
Without warning he plunged himself into her, knowing that she was still more than wet for him. He began pounding away, bringing his hand to her clit. He pulled, pinched, and rubbed it till her moans increased. He wanted her to cum with him.
Sesshomaru was almost there; he could feel himself ready to shoot his load. He wanted to see his seed on her. He felt himself tightening within her as she tightened around him as well. Just a little longer. Just a… just… She screamed her release.
He pulled out aiming himself as he came on her ass. The air was thick and hot, they were both panting and she looked tired and spent, but he wasn’t done with her yet. Leaning over her, ignoring the stickiness spread between them, he nipped at her shoulders, kissing along the damp skin. She moaned and wiggled beneath him, pressing into his hardening cock. Seemed she was eager for more as well. He pulled her up and towards another door, the one that housed his office’s small apartment room should he find himself working later than he wanted. It came in handy times like this. After a quick shower in his personal bathroom they would go another round or two. Then he would take her to his home.
He would propose to her tomorrow.
She would say yes. He knew she would.

Kagome would be his.
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