Nichy stared down into her cup of coffee, as if it were a crystal ball.
That was the thing about having sex with Gavin finally, it felt like she had a bell down there because she always wanted to be on top of him.
And she practically was. They had sex almost all day, finding ways every day to have sex in the office.
Or just outside of the office.
They liked the stairs a lot. She had pulled him into the ladies’ room and having the key for the outside bathroom, she let him fuck her in the stall like she saw Renee and Tyler do once in the bathroom at the bar that the four of them frequented. There were wide cracks in the bathroom door in this bathroom as well. Nichy saw a sliver of her almost orgasm face, as Gavin thrust in and out of her in the full-length bathroom mirror in front of the stall.
“Open the door,” he said to her. “You like looking. Open the door, so you can see your face and what I am doing to you.”
Nichy was so startled that he knew what she was doing, that she hesitated. He slapped her backside—hard—and she pushed the door open, freeing the latch. She had to brace herself against the mirror as he pounded into her. Her breasts flopped back and forth since he had unbuttoned her blouse, and shoved her bra down.
She did not see her orgasm face, because she closed her eyers so tight when she came. She really did see stars.
Gavin slapped her backside again, and the remnants of her orgasm trilled through her. Nichy saw her breath like smoke on the mirror, as she pressed her hands to it and did not pull down her skirt. After a moment she pulled herself together, and Gavin wrecked her all over again with a kiss that was so rough, yet desired.
Nichy could still feel his kiss on her mouth as she stared down into her cup of coffee. It was the first lunch that she was not with Gavin since they had been together. That she had not fucked Gavin. But he had to work on a project, and she went to lunch with Renee.
Renee came back from the bathroom, and Nichy felt her looking at her before she even looked up from her coffee. She folded her arms across her chest and looked at Renee, waiting for a smart remark from her about how she looked.
Renee was silent, and Nichy looked down at her coffee again.
As if it would tell her when she was going to be able to be with Gavin again.Would they have sex on the staircase? The bathroom? His boss’s office later that day since his boss was out? She figured they could go in there with the lights off and fuck on the floor, with just the moon as light over their bodies and New York City looking at them without judgment.
She wanted him.
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crystal ball by john william waterhouse via wikipedia