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Secret Desires - part 1
You settle into your desk, adjusting your tight-fitting dress and running a hand through your long, wavy hair. The morning sun streams through the windows of your modern office, casting a warm glow over the stylish decor. You exchange pleasantries with your colleagues as you boot up your computer, maintaining an air of professionalism despite the butterflies in your stomach.
Your thoughts drift to Patrick, your secret lover, and the way his tongue piercing drives you wild with desire. The memory of his expert touch sends a shiver down your spine, making it difficult to focus on the project in front of you.
At lunchtime, you join Patrick in the break room, both of you trying to maintain a casual demeanor as you sit down across from each other. He leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he begins to talk about his weekend plans.
“I was thinking we could rent a cozy cabin by the lake,” Patrick says, his piercing blue eyes locked on yours. “Just the two of us, away from all this.” He gestures around the room, referring to your colleagues and the office environment.
You nod, feeling your cheeks flush at the thought of spending an entire weekend alone with him. Patrick notices your reaction and raises an eyebrow. “What’s got you so flustered?” he teases.
“Oh, nothing,” you reply, trying to sound nonchalant. But Patrick isn’t buying it. He leans forward, his voice lowering as he speaks.
“Come on, I know I can get you all worked up just by talking about my tongue piercing.” A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he watches your reaction. You feel your heart race and your breath quicken, unable to hide your attraction any longer.
Patrick chuckles, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you. “Well, looks like I’ve got you all flustered now. But don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me.” He winks before standing up and walking away, leaving you to gather your thoughts in the break room.
You’re working diligently at your desk when Patrick arrives with coffees for both of you. He sets one down next to you and leans in close as he hands you a sugar packet, his breath warm on your neck. “Here you go,” he says softly. “Sugar for my sweet.” You feel a shiver run down your spine at his proximity and the intimate tone of his voice. Looking up at him, you can’t help but notice how handsome he is in the dim light of the office. His blue eyes sparkle with mischief as he smiles down at you. “Thanks,” you manage to say, trying not to sound too flustered. Patrick chuckles and takes a sip from his own coffee before returning to his desk. The tension in the air is palpable as you both continue working on your project. Every so often, Patrick finds an excuse to lean in close or brush against your arm, making it clear that he knows you’re attracted to him and enjoying the power dynamic this creates. Each time he does this, your heart races a little faster, and you can feel your body responding to his proximity. Eventually, you both take a break and start talking about past relationships and sexual experiences. Patrick openly shares some of his fantasies, which makes you feel more comfortable discussing your own desires, including your tongue fetish. As the night wears on, the tension between you becomes unbearable. Patrick suggests going somewhere private to talk, and you both end up in a secluded conference room where things quickly escalate. Patrick leans back against the table, his eyes locked on yours as he speaks. “So, tell me more about this tongue fetish of yours.” Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, but you find yourself unable to resist the temptation to share your secret with him. “I-it’s just that I’ve always been really turned on by tongues,” you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. “Especially when they’re used in … certain ways.” Patrick smirks and raises an eyebrow. “Certain ways, huh? Like how?” You take a deep breath before answering. “You know… oral pleasure, exploring each other’s mouths… things like that.” His eyes darken with desire as he takes a step closer to you. “And what about my tongue piercing? Does that excite you?” Your heart races as you nod, unable to deny the truth any longer. “Yes,” you whisper. “It does.” Patrick’s smile widens, and he reaches out to cup your face in his hands. “Well, then,” he says softly, “I think it’s time I showed you just how exciting my tongue piercing can be.” Without waiting for a response, he leans in and presses his lips against yours. His kiss is slow and sensual, his tongue dancing with yours as he explores your mouth. You moan softly as you feel the metal of his tongue ring graze your lips, sending shivers down your spine. Patrick pulls away briefly to look into your eyes. “Tell me you want this,” he says, his voice low and demanding. “I do,” you whisper, your desire evident in your voice. “I want it so badly.” With a groan of pleasure, Patrick kisses you again, deeper and more passionately than before. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve as he pushes you back onto the table. You can feel the heat of his body pressed against yours as he continues to tease and pleasure you with his tongue. As things escalate further, Patrick’s fingers slip beneath your dress, finding their way to the damp fabric of your panties. He traces the outline of your lips through the thin material before slipping a finger inside, making you gasp with pleasure. “You’re so wet for me,” he murmurs against your neck. “I can’t wait to taste you.” With that, he pulls your panties aside and lowers his head between your thighs. His tongue darts out to lap at your swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You arch your back and cry out as he continues to lick and suck on your sensitive flesh, using his tongue ring to tease you in ways you never thought possible. As your orgasm builds, Patrick slides a finger inside you, curling it upward to find that sweet spot deep within. You moan loudly as he hits the perfect angle, sending you hurtling over the edge into an explosive climax. Your body shakes with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you, leaving you breathless and spent. Patrick pulls away and smiles down at you, his eyes dark with desire. “I hope that was everything you dreamed it would be,” he says softly. You nod, unable to find the words to express the intensity of your pleasure. Instead, you reach up and pull him back down for a passionate kiss, tasting yourself on his lips as you savor the moment. As the night draws to a close, you both straighten your clothes and return to your desks, trying to act as if nothing has happened. But the memory of Patrick’s tongue piercing and the incredible pleasure it brought you will stay with you forever, a secret shared between lovers that can never be taken away.