In the dimly lit boardroom, she sat across from him at the long oak table. The air was thick with anticipation as they exchanged heated glances. He reached for her hand, his fingers gently grazing her wrist before trailing down her arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
His eyes locked onto hers, a silent communication that spoke volumes. She knew what was coming and she wanted it, craved it. A slow burn started to spread from the pit of her stomach, growing with each passing moment until it consumed her entirely. He leaned forward, his breath warm on her skin as he whispered in her ear, "I've been thinking about this all day."
With a deft move, he unzipped her skirt, revealing smooth, bare legs beneath. She felt exposed, vulnerable - and incredibly turned on. His fingers traced the delicate line of her lace panties, teasingly brushing against the wetness that was already pooling there.
Suddenly, without warning, he stood up abruptly, yanking her to her feet with an almost violent force. She stumbled slightly but regained her balance quickly, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. Without another word, he pushed her down onto the table, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while undoing his own pants with the other.
The sensation of his erection pressing against her through their clothes was unmistakable, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the thought of what was about to happen. He kissed along her jawline, down her neck, nipping gently at each sensitive spot before moving lower still.
His tongue traced a path along the edge of her panties, teasingly brushing against her most intimate parts before diving in without warning. She arched her back, offering herself to him more fully, and he responded by sliding two fingers inside her with ease.
He began to finger fuck her roughly, his thumb rubbing against her clit in perfect rhythm. Her hips bucked involuntarily against his hand, desperate for more. He knew just how to push all the right buttons, making her feel things she'd never felt before.
As the waves of pleasure washed over her, he pulled away suddenly, leaving her panting and yearning for more. She watched as he stripped off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest that begged to be touched. His lips curved into a wicked grin as he unhooked her bra, revealing full, round breasts that spilled out enticingly.
He lowered himself onto the table beside her, kissing each nipple in turn before moving further down her body. His teeth grazed her stomach, making her shiver with anticipation. He traced a line from her belly button to just above her pubic bone, his tongue darting out to flick at the moist patch of skin he'd found there.
He licked and sucked at her until she could take no more, her orgasm building steadily until it was an inferno raging within her. As it crested, he slid a finger inside her again, pushing just hard enough to make her cry out in ecstasy.
Finally, as the last wave of pleasure receded, he stood up once more, positioning himself between her legs. He entered her with one smooth thrust, filling her completely and leaving no doubt about his dominance. They moved together like two parts of a single body, their rhythm perfectly in sync.
Each stroke brought them closer to the edge, until finally, he groaned out his release deep within her. She felt him shudder against her, his seed spilling inside her as she clung desperately to him.
As they lay there, panting and spent, he whispered into her ear one last time: "This is only the beginning." And with that, he stepped away from her, zipping up his pants and returning to his seat at the head of the table.
She was left breathless, not just from their passionate encounter but also from the knowledge that they would be meeting again soon - in the boardroom, in the bedroom, and anywhere else their insatiable desires took them.