Taken By Sam

Mia’s eyes never left Sam’s as she did as she was told and slowly slid her panties down her legs, over her shoes, and stepped out of them. The sound that came out of his mouth was a mix between a sigh and a groan, something otherworldly she couldn’t quite put her finger on but knew she liked.

“Unhook your bra.”

She wasn’t expecting him to want her bra off before her shirt, but she did as she was told. Her white lacy bra was hooked in the front. She reached up and pulled the hook free, and it sprang open, the lace glancing off of her hardened nipples, which left her breath caught in her throat.

“Unbutton your shirt,” he said, his eyes slitted as he stared at the outlined peaks beneath her shirt.

She watched the way his nostrils flared with each slip of her fingers, the way his teeth dug into his bottom lip, the way his eyes grew heavier. He had one hand on his cock beneath the desk, she could see him twitching, trying not to move. How wou