Sarah sat at her desk, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of her. Her mind, however, was far from her work. Instead, it was consumed with thoughts of Mark and the way he made her feel. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan as she thought about the hardness of his cock and the way it filled her so perfectly.
She glanced around the office, making sure no one was watching. She slid her hand under her desk, rubbing her clit through her panties. She closed her eyes, imagining Mark's hands on her body. She could almost feel his fingers tracing patterns on her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
Her phone rang, pulling her out of her fantasy. She answered, her voice husky with desire. "Hello?"
The rest of the day passed in a haze of distraction. Sarah couldn't focus on anything but Mark and the way he made her feel. She spent the rest of the day in a state of constant arousal, counting down the hours until she could see him again.
Finally, the day ended and Sarah stormed into her apartment, throwing her keys on the table. She was frustrated and horny, and she needed release. She picked up her phone and dialed Mark's number, her voice dripping with desire. "I need you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mark arrived a few minutes later, and Sarah pounced on him as soon as he walked in the door. She pulled off his clothes, her hands shaking with need. Mark kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body. "I've been thinking about you all day," he said, his voice low and seductive.
Sarah dropped to her knees, taking Mark's cock in her mouth. She sucked him hard, her lips sliding up and down his shaft. Mark moaned, his hands tangled in Sarah's hair. "Fuck, you're good at that," he said, his voice strained.
Sarah stood up, pulling Mark towards the bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She ground her hips against him, her clit rubbing against his cock. She moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure.
Mark flipped Sarah over, pinning her to the bed. He thrust into her hard, their bodies slapping together as they fucked passionately. They both reached their peak, cumming hard as they moaned and pant in ecstasy.
As they lay in bed, panting and spent, Sarah couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She was a strong, controlling woman, and she wasn't afraid to take what she wanted. And what she wanted was Mark, in every way possible.
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