First Move

"Can we sit down so I can ask you the questions I have?" Rune tries to communicate with Leslie who has returned to her previous position of standing between his thighs looking at him making him feel scared. He had never seen a woman whose suit fit her so well it looked like it was custom made.

The undone buttons on her collar added to her charm showing her beauty bone and Rune found himself wondering if all sugar daddies or mommies looked like her. The more he looked at her, he wondered why a guy like Oliver would want a sugar baby though he has as gorgeous and attractive a woman, as Leslie was. Not that he cares because he's got Oliver as his sugar daddy and he'll have no qualms seeing him with someone of his caliber. And maybe they have issues.

Rune was more worried about being paired with someone who could be more convincingly portrayed as his grandfather. "No, this is my preferred position. What questions do you have?" Leslie's hands gripped Rune's waist. "You have a very small waist. Take off your shirt."

Rune's eyes widened in surprise at how quickly things had changed from asking the question to being ordered to take off his shirt. "Are you going to do it yourself or do you need my assistance?" Leslie slipped her hands under Rune's shirt and without waiting for him to answer, lifted the shirt over his head and threw it on the chair behind the table.

Rune bites his lip, his pulse pounding as he stares at the woman in front of him; he had never been in such a scenario before. He felt excited but nervous and confused at the same time. He wasn't sure he wanted him to sit on a stranger's black hardwood desk for the first time. As Leslie grabbed his waist and pulled him closer, he gulped and felt the pressured titts as he was pressed against her; the table wasn't the only heavy thing. He could feel himself heating up and for the first time in his life he felt more vulnerable.

Leslie stroked her fingers along his abs, sending goosebumps up his back. Shortly after, he felt fingers caressing his paws and licked his lips in excitement.

Leslie grunted as she saw Rune's tongue brush over his lips and her hand moved to Rune's neck, grabbing him and pulling him, bringing their lips together tightly. Rune was taken aback by the kiss and the strength Leslie held him and it took him a moment to react; this was all new to him specially a woman taking the first move. He was aware that Leslie prioritized control and believed he was ready, but based on his experience so far, he was far from ready. He lacked the necessary experience for whatever he was experiencing.

Rune used his limited experience to return Leslie's kiss, parting his lips and allowing Leslie to keep the situation under control. The rhythm soon came to him and he discovered Leslie to be a great kisser and a natural leader in her moves; it had an unusually sweet taste to it, as if it had eaten something sweet before. He started to feel self-conscious during their kiss, wondering if Leslie was tasting the coffee from his lips.

Leslie let go of Rune's neck and moved both hands to his waist where she found and undid the button on his jeans. Rune swallowed as he broke in their kiss, his hole clenching and his nerves tingling.

Sensing his nervousness, Leslie asked, "Are you nervous?"

Rune immediately shook his head, "no." He knew he couldn't tell her it was the first time he had been told and he was sure it would happen one day. Although he was nervous, he wasn't scared; he was feeling good so far. He watched as Leslie took a step back and thought she was going to stop what they were doing until he saw her take off her jacket and place it on the chair across from the table.

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TO BE CONTINUED........