[ When the kiss breaks, she loosens her grip and wets her lips, taking a breath. She waits a few more moments before saying anything, raising her gaze to look at his face. ]
I'm Bela. Hi. [ She gives James a smile, slowly bringing her hand away from the back of his head. ]
It's nice to meet you, James. You're an excellent kisser.
Oh, I have no doubt about that. [ She replies in a playful manner, grinning at him. ] And I would love to experience it too, but we'd need to be away from prying eyes.
[ Bela is quiet for a moment, thinking. ]
I have an office out back. If you'd like to see it.
[ James hums, nodding slowly and making no effort to close the distance between them, at least not for now. She's right and he's not stupid enough to test his luck yet again. ]
Oh, I'd love to see it.
[ Yeah, absolutely fascinated by the office, clearly. ]
[ With a smile, she turns around and starts walking down the length of the cafe, deliberately swaying her hips at the same time. Just because they're not clung to each other right now, it doesn't mean she can't give James a show. ]
I hope you'll like it when you see it.
[ Bela says from over her shoulder, giving him a wink. ]
[ He's not going to miss a beat of it. His eyes stay glued to her, not even trying to be subtle about the way his gaze lands on her ass and lingers there, all the way to that back office. ]
Oh, I'm already liking it.
[ He wets his upper lip, grinning up at her as his pace picks up the farther away they are from prying eyes. ]
[ The grin makes her smile, giving Bela a flutter of anticipation in her stomach. When she reaches the office door, she unlocks it and enters the room, leaving the door open so he could enter after her.
Bela intended to lock the office when they were both in the room, to absolutely make sure that they wouldn't be caught by anyone else. ]
[ James isn't as much of a stickler for a locked door. If she's insistent about it, then sure, he'll give her some room to get to that, but if not, then his hands are going straight to her sides, coaxing her closer to him again as his mouth finds hers in another deep, eager kiss. ]
[ Satisfied that the door was secure, Bela pushes into the kiss with enthusiasm and a hum. A hand slides up to grasp the back of his head, the other resting at the small of his back. His lips are just as warm and inviting as before, and she doesn't hesitate in pressing herself tight against his body. ]
[ The kiss is met with equal fervor, his own hands gripping more firmly at her sides, drawing her in until they're pressed flush. He'd looked into the room just enough to spot her desk not too far from the door, and he starts leading her towards it, never breaking the kiss even as her thighs come into contact with the edge of the desk. ]
[ She makes a soft sound when his hold tightens, making sure to keep a hold on him as he backs her towards the desk, not breaking the kiss either. It isn't long until the hand on his back is slipping beneath the fabric of his shirt, eager to touch warm skin. Bela lightly drag her nails up along his spine, as far as she could reach without needing to remove his shirt completely. ]
[ James lets out a shuddered hum, back arching at the touch. His hand slip down Bela's sides, curling over her thighs, then further pushing her back against the desk, coaxing her to sit on it and get her legs around him. ]
[ Bela soon realises what he was trying to get her to do as she hops on the desk, slipping her legs around his waist. She hums her encouragement, dragging her nails down his back again before she takes a break for air, keeping her mouth close to his. ]
[ He's more than happy to give her a break, instead latching his lips to her jaw, then mouthing his way down her neck. His hands drag up her thighs, giving them an occasional squeeze as he works his way up to her waist.
When he gets there, his fingers quickly slip underneath her shirt, and he guides is up her torso so he can get it off of her. ]
[ He manages to pull a few appreciative noises from her with his actions, encouraging her. Not that Bela needed much more encouragement, but it was nice to get attention like this.
Lifting her arms, she makes it easier for him to remove her shirt, not really caring where it lands. She’s wearing a strapless bra underneath.
Once her shirt is off, Bela reaches for the bottom of his own shirt and tugs it upwards. ]
[ He pauses just so she can get his own shirt off too, eager to get the undressing part out of the way. He's not exactly here to take his sweet time.
Underneath the shirt, he's got a torso marked in a number of scars, some bigger than others, all of them healed. Well, aside from the odd bruise or bite mark. His hands move up her back, finding the hook of her bra and undoing it, lips latched over her collarbone. ]
[ Dropping her gaze, she looks over his chest and stomach, noticing the scars. Bela would be curious to learn the stories behind them, but it really wasn't her focus right about now.
She hums as he kisses her collarbone, her hands wandering along his body until one of them reach his pants button, quickly undoing it before she pulls down the zipper. Bela might need some help to tug the pants over his hips, but he'll probably realise that soon. ]
[ He's all for helping her out there, and he certainly wastes no time getting to it. His hands go to the waist of her jeans, tugging them down while he coaxes her to lean her weight on her hands, so she can lift her hips just enough to let him get her pants off.
His are easier to deal with, and besides, it's not like he even needs to get them off completely, so he'll leave that to her, while he instead leans in to mouth along her neck again, hand slipping past the fabric of her panties. ]
[ Her jeans end up somewhere on the ground, but it's not like Bela cares so much. They were getting in the way. As for his own pants, she pulls them down far enough over hips, realising that she didn't need his help.
Although he does distract her momentarily when his hand moves downwards, causing Bela to let out a soft moan of want. Her hands move to grab at squeeze at his ass, feeling him through his underwear. ]
[ His fingers curl into her, pushing past her folds and sinking into the wet heat of her cunt. He's groaning while she gropes him, hips rocking encouragingly, two of his fingers pushing into her all too eagerly now that things are moving along more quickly. ]
Mmm, yes- [ She pushes hard against his fingers with another moan, wanting him to touch her before anything else happens. Bela continues to shamelessly grope him, kneading his ass hard with her hands.
But it isn't long until she is leaning forward, her lips hovering by his ear as she whispers urgently: ]
[ That noise she makes leaves him all the more impatient, his fingers quickening their pace, cock already fully hard in his underwear. A deep, hungry groan leaves him when she whispers into his ear, and he turns his head so he can all but bite a kiss onto her lips, his free hand tugging his boxer briefs down to free his erection. ]
When you ask so nicely, [ He breathes, smug smirk on his face, and pulls his fingers out just to replace them with the head of his cock. She's slick and it doesn't take much to push into her, keeping her panties tugged to the side just enough to give him the access he needs. ] Ah, shit—
[ Just feeling the tip is enough to pull a low moan from Bela, eager to have more of him. To take whatever he could give to her. ]
Fuck, yes-
[ When he's finally inside of her, she tightens her grip around his waist and rocks her hips slightly to encourage him. One hand moves upwards to settle at his shoulders, making sure to have a firm hold to brace herself. The other hand remains exactly where it was, holding onto his ass. ]
[ With that much encouragement, he hardly has reason to go slow. He moans when she shifts her hips so eagerly, and the hand on his ass only serves to egg him on, his hips rocking in a couple of testing thrusts, quickly falling into a pace as he fucks her against the table. ]
[ The table creaks with each thrust, but she knows it can withstand almost anything. She clings onto him tightly as he fucks her, breathy moans falling from her lips at the same time; the moans are intermingled with soft curses. The hand at his shoulders moves until she's dragging her fingernails down his back, pressing into the skin. ]
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I'm Bela. Hi. [ She gives James a smile, slowly bringing her hand away from the back of his head. ]
It's nice to meet you, James. You're an excellent kisser.
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I'm excellent at plenty of other things, [ He offers suggestively,reaching again for his coffee and taking a slow sip. ]
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[ Bela is quiet for a moment, thinking. ]
I have an office out back. If you'd like to see it.
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Oh, I'd love to see it.
[ Yeah, absolutely fascinated by the office, clearly. ]
Lead the way?
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[ With a smile, she turns around and starts walking down the length of the cafe, deliberately swaying her hips at the same time. Just because they're not clung to each other right now, it doesn't mean she can't give James a show. ]
I hope you'll like it when you see it.
[ Bela says from over her shoulder, giving him a wink. ]
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Oh, I'm already liking it.
[ He wets his upper lip, grinning up at her as his pace picks up the farther away they are from prying eyes. ]
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Bela intended to lock the office when they were both in the room, to absolutely make sure that they wouldn't be caught by anyone else. ]
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When he gets there, his fingers quickly slip underneath her shirt, and he guides is up her torso so he can get it off of her. ]
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Lifting her arms, she makes it easier for him to remove her shirt, not really caring where it lands. She’s wearing a strapless bra underneath.
Once her shirt is off, Bela reaches for the bottom of his own shirt and tugs it upwards. ]
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Underneath the shirt, he's got a torso marked in a number of scars, some bigger than others, all of them healed. Well, aside from the odd bruise or bite mark. His hands move up her back, finding the hook of her bra and undoing it, lips latched over her collarbone. ]
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She hums as he kisses her collarbone, her hands wandering along his body until one of them reach his pants button, quickly undoing it before she pulls down the zipper. Bela might need some help to tug the pants over his hips, but he'll probably realise that soon. ]
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His are easier to deal with, and besides, it's not like he even needs to get them off completely, so he'll leave that to her, while he instead leans in to mouth along her neck again, hand slipping past the fabric of her panties. ]
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Although he does distract her momentarily when his hand moves downwards, causing Bela to let out a soft moan of want. Her hands move to grab at squeeze at his ass, feeling him through his underwear. ]
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But it isn't long until she is leaning forward, her lips hovering by his ear as she whispers urgently: ]
Fuck me. Please.
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When you ask so nicely, [ He breathes, smug smirk on his face, and pulls his fingers out just to replace them with the head of his cock. She's slick and it doesn't take much to push into her, keeping her panties tugged to the side just enough to give him the access he needs. ] Ah, shit—
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Fuck, yes-
[ When he's finally inside of her, she tightens her grip around his waist and rocks her hips slightly to encourage him. One hand moves upwards to settle at his shoulders, making sure to have a firm hold to brace herself. The other hand remains exactly where it was, holding onto his ass. ]
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I'll wrap this up here. Would love to do more in the near future :)