Erotic Stories: Late Night with Gabrielle
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Empty Office
You're the last one in the office, the hum of the empty corridors echoing your footsteps. The day's papers are scattered across your desk, but your mind is on Gabrielle. She's stopped by to drop off a report, her perfume lingering in the room. You glance at the clock, knowing you should leave, but the thought of her alone in the office sparks something in you.
A Moment's Pause
Gabrielle leans against the doorframe, her eyes meeting yours. She smiles, a knowing curve of her lips that sends a jolt through you. 'You're working late,' she remarks, stepping into the room. 'So are you,' you reply, your voice a little rougher than intended. She closes the door behind her, the click of the lock echoing like a promise.
Whispered Invitation
She walks closer, her heels clicking softly on the parquet. You can smell her—warm, feminine, intoxicating. 'You know, you could use a break,' she murmurs, her fingers tracing patterns on your arm. 'I've been thinking about you all day,' you confess, your hand reaching to seize hers. She laughs softly, stepping into your personal space, her breath against your neck. 'I was hoping you'd say that.'
Exploration
Your mouth crashes onto hers, her lips soft and eager. She moans into the kiss, her hands sliding up your chest, nails scratching lightly through your shirt. You push her against the desk, your body hard against hers. She gasps as you grind against her, your hands cupping her ass, pulling her closer. 'Fuck, I want you,' you growl, her eyes dark with desire. 'Then take me,' she whispers, her breath hot against your ear.
Reveal
You lift her onto the desk, papers fluttering to the floor. You slide her skirt up, your fingers tracing the lace edge of her panties. She's wet, her arousal slick against your fingertips. 'You're so fucking perfect,' you groan, dipping your head to taste her. She arches, a cry escaping her lips as your tongue finds her core. 'Oh god, right there,' she pants, her hands gripping your hair.
Release
You stand, your cock throbbing, your pants undone in seconds. She watches, her hands reaching to stroke you, her touch sending shivers down your spine. You pull her to the edge of the desk, your tip nudging at her entrance. 'Look at me,' she demands, her eyes locking onto yours. You thrust into her, a groan ripping from your chest. 'You feel incredible,' you say, her walls clenching around you. 'Fuck me,' she begs, her nails digging into your back. You do, your body moving in a desperate rhythm, the desk creaking beneath you. Her pleasure builds, her walls fluttering, her cries filling the office. You come with a roar, her name on your lips as she clenches around you, her own release crashing over her.
Afterglow
You collapse against her, both of you breathing heavily. She wraps her arms around you, her fingers tracing idle patterns on your back. 'That was...' she starts, but you cut her off with a kiss. 'Amazing,' you finish, pulling back to look into her eyes. 'We should do this more often,' she teases, her smile radiant. You grin, already imagining your next late night with Gabrielle.
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