Trevor didn’t wait for Miss Bella to make the next move.

The second she sat down beside him and pressed her warm body against his side, something inside him clicked.

The Lust Raider card was still glowing softly in his vision—89%—telling him exactly how badly she wanted this, even if she was trying to play it cool with that warm smile and soft voice.

But he wasn’t in the mood for slow, hesitant games right now. Not after the day he’d had. Not with her sitting there in that tight shirt and short skirt, cleavage peeking out like an open invitation.

He turned toward her on the cushioned chair, his knee brushing hers, and reached out first. His hand slid confidently along her thigh, fingers slipping under the hem of her short skirt without asking permission. The fabric rode up easily, exposing more of her smooth, pale skin.

Miss Bella’s breath hitched. Her eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, a flush crept up her neck as she looked at him.

"Trevor..." she started, voice soft and a little shaky.

He cut her off gently but firmly, leaning in closer so their faces were only inches apart.

"You called me here for a reason, Miss Bella," he murmured, his voice low and rough with the heat already building in his veins.

"And I’m not gonna sit here pretending I don’t know what it is."

His fingers continued their slow journey upward, stroking the sensitive inner skin of her thigh.

Thank fully it looked like her morality wasn’t as high.

He could feel the warmth radiating from between her legs even before he reached it. When his fingertips brushed the edge of her panties, he felt the damp fabric and smiled faintly against her cheek.

"You’re already wet," he said quietly, almost teasing.

"Just from sitting next to me like this." he said with a smile

Miss Bella let out a soft, embarrassed sound, her thighs pressing together instinctively, but Trevor gently nudged them apart with his knee.

He wasn’t rough, just insistent,He wanted her to feel exactly how much he was taking the lead. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Before she could respond, he cupped her face with his free hand and kissed her.

It wasn’t a shy little peck. Trevor kissed her like he meant it—deep, hungry, claiming her mouth from the start. His tongue swept along her lower lip, asking for entry, and when she parted her lips with a tiny moan, he slid inside, tasting her. She tasted sweet, like the faint trace of lip gloss and something warmer, more feminine. Miss Bella melted almost immediately, her hands coming up to clutch at his shirt as she kissed him back.

Trevor didn’t let up. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss while his fingers finally slipped beneath her panties. The moment he touched her bare, slick folds, she gasped into his mouth. She was soaked—hot and silky—and the feel of her made his cock throb hard against the front of his pants.

He stroked her slowly at first, letting his fingertips glide over her clit in gentle circles. Miss Bella whimpered, her hips twitching forward into his touch. Trevor smiled against her lips and pressed a little firmer, rubbing her swollen little nub with steady, confident strokes.

"Feel that?" he whispered when they broke for air, his forehead resting against hers. "That’s what you’ve been thinking about all day, isn’t it? My hand between your legs."

She nodded breathlessly, eyes half-lidded and glassy. "Y-yes... Trevor, I—"

He silenced her with another kiss, this one shorter but no less intense. At the same time, he slid one finger inside her tight heat. Her walls clenched around him instantly, hot and welcoming. Miss Bella moaned louder this time, the sound muffled against his mouth as he began to pump his finger in and out in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

Trevor could feel every little reaction—how her breathing quickened, how her thighs trembled, how her fingers dug into his shoulders. He added a second finger, stretching her gently, curling them upward to find that sensitive spot inside her. When he rubbed it just right, her whole body jerked and a soft cry escaped her.

"Oh god... right there," she gasped, her head falling back against the cushion.

Trevor took the opportunity to kiss down her neck, lips brushing the sensitive skin just below her ear before sucking lightly. He kept his fingers moving steadily, thumb now circling her clit in time with each thrust. The wet, slick sounds of his fingers working her filled the quiet office, mixing with her soft, needy moans.

"You’re so tight," he murmured against her throat, voice husky. "Been a long time since anyone touched you like this, hasn’t it?"

Miss Bella nodded frantically, her hips rocking against his hand. "Ten years... only once... on my wedding night. My husband... he never..."

Trevor growled softly at her words, a surge of possessiveness rushing through him. He pumped his fingers faster, scissoring them slightly to open her up. "Then let me take care of you properly. You deserve to feel good."

He shifted closer on the cushion, practically pulling her into his lap so her legs straddled one of his thighs. The new angle let him go deeper with his fingers while his other hand moved to the buttons of her tight shirt. He undid them one by one, revealing more of her creamy skin and the lacy bra underneath. When the shirt fell open, he tugged the cups of her bra down, freeing her full, heavy breasts.

Miss Bella’s nipples were already hard, pink and begging for attention. Trevor leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, flicking his tongue over the sensitive peak. She arched her back with a cry, pushing her chest toward him as her hands threaded through his hair.

"Trevor... ah... that feels so good..."

He alternated between her breasts, lavishing them with kisses, licks, and soft bites while his fingers never stopped their relentless rhythm between her legs. Her pussy was dripping now, coating his hand and making everything slick and messy in the best way. He could feel her getting closer—her walls fluttering around his fingers, her moans turning higher and more desperate.

But he didn’t let her come yet.

Just as she started to tense, right on the edge, Trevor slowed his movements, pulling his fingers almost all the way out before sliding them back in torturously slow. Miss Bella whined in protest, her hips chasing his hand.

"Please... don’t stop," she begged, voice trembling. "I was so close..."

Trevor lifted his head from her breasts, lips shiny, and looked into her eyes with a small, wicked smile. "I know. But I want you to come on my cock, not just my fingers. You want that too, don’t you?"

Her cheeks flushed even deeper, but she nodded quickly, biting her lower lip. "Yes... I want you inside me. Please, Trevor."

He kissed her again—slow and deep—while he withdrew his fingers completely. Miss Bella whimpered at the loss, but Trevor was already moving. He stood up, pulling her with him, and turned her so she was facing her desk. Gently but firmly, he bent her forward over the wooden surface, her breasts pressing against the cool notes and papers she’d brought in earlier.

From behind, the short skirt rode up perfectly, exposing her ass and the soaked panties clinging to her pussy. Trevor ran his hands over her curves, squeezing her soft cheeks before hooking his fingers into her panties and sliding them down her legs. He left them around one ankle, not bothering to remove them completely.

Miss Bella glanced back at him over her shoulder, eyes dark with lust and a hint of nervousness. "Trevor... be gentle at first. It’s been so long."

He leaned over her back, pressing a kiss to her shoulder as he undid his pants. His cock sprang free—thick, hard, and already leaking at the tip. He rubbed the head along her slick folds, coating himself in her wetness.

"I’ll take care of you," he promised, voice low and reassuring even as the need to bury himself inside her burned hot in his veins. "Just relax and let me in."

With that, he started to push forward.

The head of his cock stretched her slowly, inch by inch. Miss Bella moaned loudly, her hands gripping the edge of the desk as her tight pussy yielded to him. She was incredibly warm and silky inside, gripping him like a vice. Trevor groaned at the sensation, fighting the urge to slam in all at once. He wanted to savor this—wanted her to feel every thick inch claiming her after so many years of going without.

"Fuck... you feel amazing," he breathed, one hand on her hip, the other braced on the desk beside her. He kept pushing until he was buried to the hilt, his hips flush against her ass.

Miss Bella let out a long, shaky moan, her walls pulsing around him. "So big... oh god, Trevor... you’re filling me completely."

He stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust, kissing along her spine and whispering soft praises. "Good girl. Taking me so well i can’t wait go fuck you some more"

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