When I started writing my Flash Fiction for this Wednesday Silver Flash I had no intention of writing a series. I just would get the prompt and write what came to me. However, James and Janice who came to mind last week are being very stubborn. They’ve insisted on coming back this week and I do believe the awkward souls are going to want to come back next week, so I guess I’m writing a series now!
This week’s prompt was just 3 separate words, I’m not going to tell you them, see if you can work it out for yourselves. I will however give you a little hint. I use all three of them within the first 200 words! If anyone guesses (who’s not a Silver Flash author, sorry guys :p) I’ll put them in a draw for a free copy of Getting Physical ‘cos I’m lovely and it’s read an eBook week and that makes me all kinds of generous. :)
So now, with no further ado here is this week’s Silver Flash and for those who waited patiently from last week’s installment we now find out what happens at 5 o’clock!
WARNING! The following flash is hot, hot, hot and you may not want to read it at work or in the presence of others. ;)
Up, Up and Away
Janice gingerly knocked on his office door.
“Come in, Janice,” he shouted and she walked in, “wonderful, I do love someone who’s prompt.”
“You wanted to see me?” She stood before his huge desk in his impressively stark office and wondered what the hell she was doing there. She felt as if she had reached the end of the pier and there was nowhere else to go, she would have to jump.
“I wanted to do far more than see you,” James smiled, shut his laptop and removed it from his desk as he stood up from his chair, “I want to touch you, I want to see you, I want to fuck you.”
Her cheeks flushed with heat and her nipples stiffened, she felt their diamond like tips pressing into her bra and suddenly felt confined even though this office was bigger than your average child’s playground.
James walked past her, left his laptop on the top of a cabinet and she heard a ‘click’ a moment later and knew the door was locked.
“That’s better,” he said and laid a hand on her shoulder, “now no one can disturb us.”
She turned to face him and they kissed. The passion they’d felt in the lift reignited and Janice moaned with anticipation as for the second time that day the hunkiest man in the building ripped open the buttons on the front of her blouse.
“Damn, I’ve been thinking about you all afternoon,” he groaned as he pushed her back until her legs hit the solid wooden desk, “I’ve thought about your beautiful, curvaceous body and what I want to do to you. I’ve been going insane.”
“I thought it was all a dream,” she said as he rolled the skirt up to her waist and yanked down the knickers beneath, “I couldn’t believe that James Fortenmason had finger fucked me in the lift.”
“Well now he is going to fuck you on his desk,” he replied, “and I can assure you, it’s not a dream. Feel this.”
He ripped down the zip on his trousers and pressed her hand to the hard cock beneath. He undid the button and his trousers slipped away, she kept rubbing his hard length through the thin cotton of his underwear until he ripped those down too and she could feel the hot flesh against her trembling fingers.
“I promise,” he groaned as she stroked him, “that in future foreplay will feature heavily in our fucking but today I just need to feel my cock inside you.”
“Yes,” she panted and scrabbled backwards onto his desk, as eager as him to feel that hard cylinder of flesh inside of her. She was already wet, she’d been wet since the lift and it took but a moment for him to slam into her.
She lay at a peculiar angle, he head half off the table and half on, it hurt her neck a little but the ecstasy pouring through her from where James was banging into her with all his strength negated that and the feel of the cold, un-giving wood beneath her.
“Damn, Janice, you’re so wet,” he groaned and their gazes met.
“That’s your fault,” she gasped, “I’ve not stopped thinking about you all afternoon.”
“Fuck woman, we are going to have to do this far more often, I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”
“I want to come,” she blurted, far more forward than she would usually be, “wait for me.”
She slid a hand down her body (the other hung on to the edge of the desk for dear life) and placed her finger over her clit. She rubbed in time to his frenzied thrusts.
“Janice,I need to come,” he gasped. His face was red, his green eyes screamed out their frustration as he stared at her.
“Just hold on,” she snapped, “I’m so close.”
She couldn’t believe she’d just shouted at her superior but she didn’t have time to think about it, her orgasm was building and she had to let James know.
“Now, James,” she gasped, “now.”
She bit down hard on her lip as she came, she couldn’t shout out for fear of being heard. James cursed, his hips stilled and with a grunt and then a sigh of relief he got the satisfaction he was looking for.
“Wow,” he gasped and offered Janice a hand to help her off his desk, “same time tomorrow?”
“Well,” she said, filled with the confidence of orgasm, “I was hoping we could carry it on tonight, at my flat.”
“Okay,” he said, “I’ll be round at eight.”
And that’s it ’til next week and eight o’clock. I wonder what they’ll get up to next?
Now if you need more now you’re in luck we have nine other authors flashing today, woo! So for more titilating tales of love and lust check out this list of Silver Flash folk!
Yay, it’s Silver Flash day! *happy dances*
Whew! That was hot. And I love the realness of it. Sometimes you’ve got to tell your man to just hold the fuck on and wait for you! lol
Heather -Thank you, I try to keep things real! :)
Victoria, this was hot! I’m still wiping the steam off my screen.
Holy Hannah!
*fans self* Wow-zah.
Thanks Ryssa, Pender and Lindsay!
Very hot!
*Wonders if anyone managed to guess the prompts*