Fanfic Challenge "Late at the office"

Jan 02, 2006 01:20

Title: Late at the office

Summary : PWP

Rating : NC-17

AN: characters not mine. For the January Skewedbelievers challenge. Thanks to m_ravensblood for beta-ing

 
Title: Late at the office

Summary : PWP

Rating : NC-17

AN: characters not mine. For the January Skewed believers challenge

As Samantha set at her desk she thought she heard someone whispering sweet nothings in her ear, gently caressing her hair.   But she knew that no one was there.  She always had liked working late, long after most of the people in the office had left.  The second staffers were few and far between, and she was positive the cleaning crew had left.

She glanced at her watch.  It was almost 4 AM.  Samantha knew she should probably go home and try to get some sleep.  But with only 4 hours until she would have to come back, maybe she should just stay and catch some Zs on the couch.  Chloe would already be asleep by now and Angel had probably gone to bed as well.  Samantha didn’t like the firehouse sometimes when it was really quiet at night

Slipping out of her shoes, she decided it would probably be uncomfortable to sleep in her pantyhose, so she stood up to remove them.  Samantha figured no one was there, so why should she worry.  As she pulled up her black A-line skirt to to roll the them off, she heard someone entering the room.  She pushed her skirt down hurriedly, turning as the door closed softly.

“Samantha, he breathed, his brown eyes shinning like a kid who'd seen something he shouldn’t have.  In her heart she knew who he was before he said anything.  Wordlessly, she watched as he walked over to her desk and looked at the files she'd been working on, “You were thinking of me.” He gave her a brilliant grin.

“Jack.” She whispered softly, as if saying his name caused a great passion to ignite in some part of her body.  Samantha hadn’t felt this way in a long time and just seeing Jack in her office made her heart pound.  Boom.  Boom.   She wasn’t sure what to do.  For months now, her hatred for him for ruining her life had begun to turn into feelings of lust.  Especially on the day he had Sharon Lescher kill Coop, something had struck her that his disposing of Coop was a romantic gesture.  Ever since he had focused his attention on her since then, seemed to have been a romantic gesture to her.

She leaned closer to him, giving him a soft open mouthed kiss, which turned into a passionate kiss.  Continuing their furious kiss, Jack pushed her back into her chair.  Their hands explored each other eagerly.   Samantha reached to pull off her shirt, but he stopped her.  Moving his hand to the waist of the shirt,  Jack slid his hand upwards under the fabric of her blouse.  When he came to her lacey bra, his hands moved under it, and gently teased her nipples until they grew hard.

Her hands rubbed his hardening cock through his pants and spread her legs wider as he straddled her, her eyes begging for him to enter inside of her.  Gracefully, he pulled down her pantyhose and raised her skirt, his finger teasing her sex.

“JACK!” She moaned, unzipping his pants.

He allowed her pull out his warm arousal, and he slowly entered her,  continuing to tease her clit with is finger.

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John had been working late and wondered if Sam is still there.  Her door was closed, but her blinds are partially open , allowing him to get a tiny peek.  Peering in, he spied Sam pleasuring herself in her office, wandering  away he imagines wistfully she is thinking of him.

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