“What are you thinking?” she breathed heavily, searching my eyes as her hand came to rest behind my head, her fingers gently tangling themselves in my hair.

“That I haven’t been this excited for years,” I admitted bashfully.

“Aww,” she joked, leaning in slowly to recapture my lips in a kiss that started slowly and suddenly raged like a bush fire. Bush fire… I’m funny.

My hands reached down and tucked themselves behind her thighs before lifting her from the floor and perching her on the desk behind her. Her feet swung gently as they hung over the edge, and I quickly parted her legs to close the gap between us and stand directly in the space they’d made, pressed right into her centre. She gasped slightly, and pulled my hips even tighter to her as her legs came up and encircled me.

My tongue continued to lash against hers as her moans became more and more frequent with every gentle rock I made into her. Soon she was fighting to match my rhythm, but I held her still, ensuring I was the one who was in control. I could build her up and turn her on only to stop and make her feel bereft again, I could tease her to my heart’s content and knew that it’d only make her want me even more. Tonight, it’s all about her. I was in paradise.

Her soft hands rose to my shoulders to lightly push my open shirt off my torso, and I heard the faint rustle of it landing on the floor directly behind me. Simultaneously our hands reached for each other’s breasts, gently kneading and stroking over padded fabric. My thumb slipped under her wire and teased the warm flesh it found there. She gasped and pushed herself against me even harder as her right hand reached around me to skillfully undo the clasp of my bra behind my back.

“You’ve done that before,” I whispered between kisses, unable to halt the grin that was gradually spreading across my face. She smiled back into my lips and I fought the urge to giggle in pleasure when she tore my bra from me and her hand swiftly found itself on my breast.

“Actually, I was saving it for you,” she smiled. That was when she plunged her tongue even further into my open mouth, using its tip to lightly trace the edges of my own and dance across my palate. She licked around the contours of my lips and finally bit down on the bruised and sensitive skin she’d left in her wake. Unable to stop a moan escaping from my mouth, I decided to take control again in other areas, slowly stroking my way down her body until my fingertips met the top of her work trousers. I played with the button and zip, undoing them slightly before dipping my fingers and stroking just under her waistband, only to then remove them to open her trousers just that little bit further.