The solution to Temptation

Her heart leapt into her throat she could feel her pulse pounding in anticipation inside her chest echoing into her stomach churning the resident butterflies. Small chills intermittently ran up her spine and spread through her, nerve endings licking at her flesh raising patterns of goose bumps across her milky white skin. Her mind reeled at her body's reaction; she hadn't expected to be this visibly aroused. The following instant her mind was made up. Who was she to argue with chemistry? 

Up until that moment she had held herself back knowing full well it wasn't allowed. He had his own life and she had hers, each happily partnered and monogamous. Neither of them went looking for each other nor were they looking to change their current situations. Yet somehow she found herself needing to make special efforts to restrain herself an awful lot lately. There was an underlying urge constantly present just daring her to react without thinking.

But she was stronger than that. She bit her tongue and stayed her hand refusing to start what she knew she would inevitably finish if it ever began. She was pleased when she found he was loyal, in the end it made him all the more attractive. Of course acting on any impulse would ruin that, both would end up feeling guilty after and surely that would extinguish any spark there was before. Despite all of that the flirting came more frequently and the teasing game had long since begun. 

The tension had been building, gaining more ground, pushing the bar a little higher each day over the course of several weeks. Their wordplay was always laced with lustful intent however they kept physical boundaries. Occasionally he would sit her on his lap but she was careful not to lean, press, or brush against anything off limits. She struggled to hush the impulses that came to mind but her body argued aching to be free of her will. When he touched her, even innocently, her insides screamed but she mastered herself showing no signs of the war raging within her… up until now.

He took her by her hips guiding her gently into his lap and she was fine. Her body hungered for him but complied with her wishes. She grinned thinking she had won this round until he spoke her name softly. With one breathy word she came undone, every measure of control dissipated instantly coursing raw instinct through her like water through a flood gate. Weeks of pent up desire hammered her senses simultaneously, making her body tremble. 

She turned her head to take in his reaction; surely he could feel her muscles twitching against his thighs. Her eyes rested upon his unwavering smile, his expression didn't even change when a soft murmur escaped her lips as her breath finally returned. Just as she began to regain her composure it occurred to her that he knew full well how he was affecting her and what's worse he was enjoying it. In that instance her defiant nature kicked in and the decision was made. It was within her power to do the same to him but that would not suffice. Release was what her body demanded and rules or not she would have it. 

She re-positioned herself carefully resting one leg over his right thigh, her ass resting on his left leg nearer to his hip. Her back lay across his chest and she rested her head against his neck so as she exhaled she breathed gently in his ear. Her body moved of its own accord no rhyme, no reason, no plan. Her hand slipped behind her seeking out the button on his jeans. Her fingers toyed with the button a while giving him time to object. He made no move to assist her but he didn't stop nor question her intent either. She wondered if he might just allow her to have her way with him after all.  

Whatever he might have been thinking when she slid his zipper down it was obvious he was perfectly ready for whatever she had in mind. She grinned running her hand from his zipper to his hand ushering his fingers around his own thick member. She wrapped her fingers around his and pumped her wrist slowly. Stroking him with his own hand she began to loosen her grip minding his every movement as he took control of the speed and rhythm. 

Watching and learning how he worked himself, what changed that smiling expression, or quickened his breath excited her so. Her hips were moving on their own as she watched his gaze take her in, she writhed as his eyes made their way to hers  exploring them almost questioningly. In reply she arched her back breaking the gaze to purr in his ear as she ran her hand along her thigh letting her fingertips drag the silken cloth of her skirt up along her skin. She felt his pace quicken as her fingers found their mark and slid aside the scant fabric concealing her. 

 In one swift and unexpected movement he'd shifted her position moving her up along him where her breasts were at his eye level opening up his view of the rest of her as well. She obliged his new view by spreading herself for him letting her fingers work in small circles. Watching him watch her was exhilarating; she arched her back and rolled her hips letting one finger slide inside her. She watched him closely letting her hips buck within the same rhythm as his stroking imagining how he would feel inside her. 

She was dangling on the edge of orgasm, thoughts of him taking control of her and breaking all the rules rapidly drowning out the real events taking place. She knew if she didn't let go soon she'd lose what little control she had left. She shifted and straddled him, his strokes coming so close to touching her she could feel the friction as his pace picked up speed. She rocked her hips letting her fingers slip in and out of her matching his pace and leaned forward letting her forehead rest on his. She looked in his eyes and let herself explode as she felt his warm gush on her lips and fingers. She rubbed it in as the last few tremors shook through her body. She righted herself and stated throatily "Tease me again and see what happens."  His unwavering smile returned playing across his lips once again.