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As soon as the door knob clicked behind her,  Jon surrounded her with his strong arms and June sighed deeply into his neck, caressing the delicate, warm skin exactly underneath his earlobe with the sensitive tip of her nose. The simply wonderful smell of his skin was mixed with the subtle scent of the cologne and the fresh smell of the hair mousse. 

"I missed-" a soft, warm voice coming out from June’s throat was interrupted by her giggle when she felt Jon eagerly follow a trail of kisses starting from her ear down to her neck, ending on the tip of her shoulder, were he pressed his lips and sucked until June let out a small wince. "Ow, what did I tell ya? No hickies".  His warm breath burnt her skin as he purred, kissing his way up again over her shoulders and along her neck.

“Then you shouldn’t have worn this dress...you look so good in it, babe”. He took her hand in his and pressed it against his fly, allowing her to feel his hard erection through the fabric of his jeans, igniting her desire even more: all she could think about was feeling him inside her, taste him until she felt that his taste would never again disappear from her lips so she could take it with her wherever she went. June’s hand proceeded to travel to the hem of his T-shirt and lift it up in search for the waist of his jeans, while Jon’s hands did the same with the hem of her dress, in search of the silky skin of her inner thighs.

“Someone’s coming” June jumped and pulled Jon apart by pressing strongly with both hands splayed over his chest. “Jon!” she whispered a scream at the sight of his lack of reaction. And react he did, just a fraction of a second before John came storming through the door of the office and froze to the spot.

The scene he encountered looked fairly normal: Jon was facing the bookshelf apparently searching for a book and June was starting the computer on John’s desk. “Oh, I didn’t know you guys were here”.

Jon turned his neck to look over his shoulders and looked askance at John. “Yeah, I remembered I wanted to borrow this one”, he spoke with a husky voice and tapped with his index finger on the spine of “100 Years of Solitude”. “Found it!” he grinned and turned his head back to the bookshelf as he pulled the book out.

“I need to check my mails for my editor” added June with an exaggerated grave voice with the hopes that it would disguise her arousal.

“Um…OK”, the handsome young man continued his way into the office towards the wooden desk and took a pile of folders that lay on the left edge. “Just let me get this”.

“Hu-huh”, Jon and June answered in unison, each of them seemingly absorbed in their correspondent task.

“Dinner will be ready in a minute, you guys comin’?”

“Yeah”. Again the two responded simultaneously. “We’ll be right there”, added June absentmindedly.

As energetically as he had entered the room, June’s brother exited, leaving the door open. Jon and June looked at each other until they heard the steps disappear down the corridor.

As soon as they did, Jon immediately put the book back on the shelf and in a flash had locked the door and was returning to the desk, where June was already standing up against it.

“And now…where were we?” Jon managed to say in a throaty purr before June surrounded his neck with her arms and pulled him close to her for an eager kiss. As if resuming their natural position, Jon’s arms surrounded her waist and pulled her even closer to his body, pulling her up just enough to make her lift her heels an inch from the floor. June’s fingers slowly entered the mass of soft, thick hair to grasp the back of his head, softly scratching his scalp with her nails.

Jon splayed one of his hands on the middle of her back and with the other hooked June’s left knee to lift it up and pressed his hip forward, making her feel his erection against her crotch, making June moan softly inside his mouth. The sound triggered another rush of warm blood to travel through his veins and fuel his arousal. Without releasing her lips for a second, his hand made its way back up her thigh, his thumb pressing hard against her skin and leaving a faint reddish trail. Ignoring the dress’ hem, his hand continued its way up until it found what it had been looking for. Using his arm around her to pull her a few inches away from the table, Jon pulled June’s underwear down and as soon as he eased them down her thighs, he let them fall to the floor.

Jon parted the kiss and moaned deeply when June pulled him away just enough to make space for one of her hands to trespass the waist of his jeans and surround his rock hard shaft, in spite of the little space his jeans allowed for any other element that wasn’t his own humanity. “I need to be inside you” he whispered against her wet, plump lips.

“I need you to be inside me”, June replied in an equally thick voice as she used both her hands to unbutton and open his jeans, then pull them down enough to expose his cock, which was evidently more than ready for action. A moment later Jon pressed his body harder against her, and holding her back with his arm, he laid her back on the desk. June collaborated by lifting the hem of her dress, granting him free access while she lifted her thighs and surrounded his hips with her legs. Her back wasn’t completely rested on the desk’s surface when the head of his shaft was already pressing against her wet entrance. Both let out a soft whimper when he finally fully entered her; Jon’s face hovering over June’s so that they breathed each other’s breath. After lingering for a short moment, he withdrew himself almost completely, grasping her hips with both his hands, and sunk again, deeper this time, accompanying the movement with a deep, thorough kiss.

June’s hands were under his T-shirt. She sunk the tip of her fingers on the soft skin of his back while he softly but firmly pumped in and out of her, marking each charge by sinking his tongue deeper into her mouth. It had only been five days since they had last seen each other, but they were running against the clock so every moment was precious, and five days were too many moments lost of their allotted time together. They rejoiced in the sensation of having each other again, rediscovering the scent, the texture of the skin, how it felt to be this intimate again. After a while Jon broke the kiss and incorporated himself straight up to gain deeper access and be able to enjoy the view of the woman that was completely giving herself to him at that moment, making him experience a realm of pleasure he didn’t even think was possible. June’s hand took their place over his chest, one lifting the T-shirt over his now hairless chest, the other first scraping his ribcage, then the trimmed abs.

Jon looked at June’s face: her hooded eyes, the two thin strands of honey brown hair messily disposed over her cheek and forehead, how she lifted her chin up with every charge and parted her lips, moist and reddened by his kisses.

Her eyes. Her deep green, fiery eyes. Every time Jon looked at them it reminded him that even when he had resisted, there would ultimately not have been a chance for him but to surrender to them. June opened her eyes and looked into Jon’s almond-shaped eyes containing the sparkling blue iris she could never get tired of. A soft smile that was drawn on her lips caused a mirror reaction on Jon’s. Then his rhythm increased. Both of them new that it wouldn’t take long before their orgasms came, so seconds later and pausing for a moment, Jon took June’s arm and pulled her up so she sat on the edge of the desk and surrounded his neck with her arms while her legs still firmly grasped his waist. Clasping her butt-cheeks over her dress with both his hands, Jon repositioned June and resumed slow and soft movements, locking their lips again for another hungry but short kiss, then he spoke between kisses, tending to her neck and earlobe. “Jesus, baby…you feel…so…good”.

June replied with soft whimpers that echoed his movements, there weren’t words to express what she was feeling. What Jon’s body produced in her was something she had never experienced before, no matter how much good sex she’d had in her life, this was so much more, and their friendship had probably a lot to do with that. It wasn’t the time to find reasons or analyze things, she was too taken over by her sensual experience to be using her brain right now. Instead, she focused on the temperature of his skin, how his cock softly caressed and stretched her slick inner walls.

June was dizzy with pleasure, and completely lost track of time: if they stayed like that forever, then that would be OK with her. But her body became greedy and demanding. Her heart was racing with the force of wild horses, and after a few moments, she finally whispered against his ear: “I’m ready, Jon”. She pulled her head back again to look into his eyes. “Give it to me”, she said, closed her eyes and let her head fall back, exposing her neck to Jon. “Now, Jon”, she pleaded.

“Mmm, baby…you got it”, he groaned and felt a sting deep in his crotch that indicated it wouldn’t be too long for him, too, he needed the release, to cross to the other side when there was nothing more than pleasure. He pulled out one last time before sinking into her with all his might, first once, then two, and three. June’s left arm held a firm grip of his right upper arm, her right hand again clasping the back of his head while she kissed and sucked on his neck. Suddenly Jon felt June’s walls close tightly around his cock and knew that her orgasm was imminent, her breath burnt his skin, and he let his body go as well, loosing himself in the myriad of sensations his own orgasm produced. It made him so sensitive that every little one of her reactions maximized his own.

He sunk in deeply one last time and froze inside her, letting her walls milk him until he felt completely and utterly spent.

“Oh, god, Jon”, she whispered weakly when she felt the energy of life coming back to her. “I missed you so much”, she finally finished the sentence she had intended to say when they first entered the room. “I missed you too, beautiful”, he replied with a sigh and kissed her forehead, lingering for a moment to enjoy her scent. “This feels so good…”. I think I love you. He swallowed the rest of his sentence, given the circumstances, saying it could cause nothing but confusion and trouble.

“I know”, June sighed, too. So good, in fact, that giving in could cause nothing but a mess. And June totally felt like giving in, but she would keep that to herself.

They stayed locked in a tight embrace for a long minute, then they unwillingly pulled apart, Jon withdrawing himself slowly from inside her as they both let out a faint whimper of complain at having to be separated again.