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A Forbidden Attraction - part 2
You hesitate for a moment before closing the door behind you, turning back to Pierce with a mixture of relief and desire. He smiles reassuringly, sensing your unease. “Don’t worry, YN,” he says softly. “We can keep this between us.”
His words ease some of your tension, but the fear of being judged by your colleagues still lingers in the back of your mind. You take a deep breath and confess, “I’ve always been attracted to older men, but I never thought anything would come of it. I’m afraid of what people might think if they found out.”
Pierce listens intently, his eyes filled with understanding. “I know it’s not easy,” he says, taking your hand in his. “But our relationship doesn’t have to be public knowledge. We can keep it discreet.” He squeezes your hand gently, offering you a sense of comfort and security.
As you sit down on the edge of the bed, Pierce shares stories about his past experiences with age-gap relationships, revealing a vulnerable side of himself that you hadn’t seen before. His honesty allows you to see him as more than just an attractive older man – he’s someone who truly understands your desires and is willing to explore them with you.
As Pierce speaks, he slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his toned chest and muscular arms. Your eyes are drawn to the patch of gray hair on his chest, and you can’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over you. He notices your gaze and smiles mischievously. “Do you like what you see?” he asks, his voice low and seductive.
You nod shyly, feeling your cheeks flush with color. Pierce takes your hand and places it on his chest, guiding it slowly down towards his abdomen. You can feel the warmth of his skin beneath your fingers, and as you trace the contours of his body, your desire for him grows even stronger.
Pierce leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours as he whispers, “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.” His words send a shiver down your spine, and before you know it, you’re kissing him passionately, your tongues intertwining as your hands explore his body.
The intensity of your make-out session grows, and soon you find yourself straddling Pierce on the bed, grinding against him as you kiss deeply. His hands roam over your body, cupping your breasts and running his fingers along the edge of your thong. You can feel the heat between your legs building, and you know that you won’t be able to resist him for much longer.
As you lie together in the aftermath of passionate lovemaking, Pierce whispers in your ear about his plan to spend a weekend away with you. The thought of being alone with him, free from the constraints of your professional life, is both thrilling and terrifying. You’re torn between your desire for him and your fear of being caught.
‘YN, are you okay?’ Pierce asks gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. ‘You seem tense.’ ‘I—’ You take a deep breath and let it out slowly. ‘I can’t believe I’m doing this with a patient.’ Pierce smiles reassuringly. ‘We’re both consenting adults, and we’re taking precautions to ensure our privacy. There’s nothing to worry about.’ You nod, but your internal dialogue continues: I know he’s right, but what if someone finds out? What will my colleagues think?
Pierce leans in and kisses you softly on the lips, his hands cradling your face. ‘Let’s not worry about anything right now,’ he whispers. ‘Just focus on us.’
You melt into his embrace, allowing yourself to be swept up in the moment. Pierce’s hands begin to explore your body, slowly and deliberately undressing you. He takes his time, kissing your neck as he goes, making you shiver with anticipation.
‘Your skin is so soft,’ he murmurs, running his fingers along your arms and shoulders. ‘And your breasts… they’re perfect.’
You blush at the compliment, feeling a rush of arousal as he cups your breasts in his hands, gently massaging them. Your nipples harden under his touch, and you can’t help but moan as he teases them with his thumbs.
‘Pierce,’ you whisper, ‘you’re driving me crazy.’
He grins wickedly. ‘Good. That’s exactly what I want to do.’
With a deft movement, Pierce slides your panties down your legs and off, leaving you completely naked before him. You feel exposed and incredibly turned on, your heart racing as he takes in the sight of your body.
‘You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘I can’t wait to taste you.’
Pierce kisses his way down your body, starting at your neck and working his way to your breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently while circling the other with his tongue. You arch your back, moaning as he teases and pleasures you.
‘More,’ you beg, your hands tangled in his hair. ‘Please, don’t stop.’
He chuckles softly before moving lower, trailing kisses down your stomach and onto your inner thighs. You feel a jolt of electricity as he brushes against your sensitive flesh, making you tremble with desire.
Pierce looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust. ‘Are you ready for this?’
‘Yes,’ you gasp, unable to form coherent words. ‘Please.’
He positions himself between your legs and begins to explore your folds with his tongue, delving into your wetness with slow, deliberate strokes. You moan loudly, your hips bucking against his mouth as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm.
‘Pierce,’ you cry out, ‘I’m going to—’
Suddenly, he pulls away, leaving you on the brink of release and desperate for more. ‘Not yet,’ he whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. ‘I want to savor this.’
You whimper in frustration, but the feeling is quickly replaced by anticipation as Pierce continues to tease you with feather-light touches, driving you wild with desire.
‘You’re so responsive,’ he says admiringly. ‘It’s incredible.’
As your arousal builds, you can’t help but ask about his past experiences. Pierce shares a steamy story from his time as a professor, leaving you even more turned on and eager to explore this new side of yourself.
Just when you think you can’t take it anymore, there’s a knock at the door. You freeze, your heart pounding in your chest as Pierce hurriedly helps you dress. The interruption leaves you both breathless and aching for more, the tension palpable as you wait to see who’s on the other side of the door.