Abbie!" Abbie!" he shouted. He ran and caught her elbow, turning her around to face him again. His breath came out in short gasps trying to catch his breath.

"What!" Abbie said. Her eyes met his. Ichabod's eyes were dark. His pupils dilated. He licked his pink lips and bit them making them red.

"YY..You...you saw me didn't you?"he asked. He flipped his hair as he tried to catch his breath. He grabbed her other elbow and pulled her gently toward him. Her small hands laid on his hard, broad, chest. Her eyes raised to meet his. A worried frown pulled her eyebrows together. She lowered her eyes and nodded.

"Yes," she answered. "I...II heard everything."

"Everything?" he answered. His eyebrow lifted.

Silence.

Abbie nodded and raised her head to look into his. A small smile played at the corner of Ichabod's now bright red lips.

"I'm so sorry,"s he moaned."I didn't mean to intrude on your privacy. I'm so embarrassed."

Abbie's voice then dropped into silence. The silence continued until Ichabod sighed.

"What did you hear exactly?" he urged. "Tell me, please."

"I I I heard you cry out my name when you climaxed," Abbie blurted out.

She closed her eyes and sucked in her plumps lips. A tint of red colored her glowing mahogany skin. Abbie opened her eyes. Ichabod's eyes narrowed. Both eyebrows raised.

"Oh, anything else?" He whispered.

Abbie took a breath letting it out slowly.  She nodded.

"I heard your last question," she whispered."It must have been a mistake. You meant Katrina. I know you still haven't gotten over her."

A silence fell between them. A deep long sigh escaped from Ichabod's lips.

"Ugh! You have no idea how much I want you, do you?" he groaned. "How long I've loved you?"

"What?" Abbie asked. Her plump lips opened wide and she blinked up at him.

"I love you, Abbie," he answered. "I've wanted you and loved you for some time now. You heard me call out your name because I was fantasizing about having sex with you, not Katrina."

Abbie was speechless. She felt she was having an outer body experience.This couldn't be happening.

"So  Abbie,  will you offer your love to the wolf with the red rose?" he whispered.

Abbie raised herself on her tiptoes and threw her arms around Ichabod's neck. She pulled him close and kissed him hard on the lips. His lips stiffened at first, surprised. Ichabod then opened his mouth as he snaked his arms around her small waist. He pulled her closer against him. Abbie felt his long arms surround her and snake up her back. She felt his large hand then anchor her head as his tongue snaked across the seam of her lips. Abbie opened her plump lips and welcomed him in. Tongues tangled.

"Oh, God," she moaned. Ichabod's lips began to suck on her tongue. Abbie sucked on his lips and opened her lips wider. She then bit and nipped at his bottom lip. She jumped and wrapped her legs around his tall lean torso. Ichabod caught her legs from underneath with his large hands and pushed her hard against the far wall outside Abbie's office. Abbie's hands fell on top of his broad shoulders and snaked up his neck to his head. Her long thin fingers threaded through his long reddish-blonde hair messaging his head as she deepened the kiss.

"Abbie," he growled. Their torso's grind against each other. Abbie slowly slid her lips across Ichabod's kissing softly up Ichabod's cheek to his ear. Abbie whimpered at the sensation of his scratchy five-0'Clock shadow beard against her soft skin.

"Couch, inside," she groaned, in his ear. Ichabod lifted his one hand from underneath her and cradled her head as his lips placed soft, wet kisses down her chin and down her neck.

He bit gently at the soft flesh of her neck and soothed it with his tongue. His cock was rock hard again. It penetrated his trousers, stabbing against the front of Abbie's black short skirt. 

Ichabod scraped his teeth over the soft flesh at the base of her neck. His lips trailed soft wet baby kisses down from her neck to her chest to the v neck of her silk white blouse. Ichabod brought his hand from Abbie's neck to the pearl button of her white silk blouse. Her long fingers swiftly unbuttoned the rest and opened the blouse to expose her soft brown flesh underneath. A pretty white lacy bra laid underneath. Ichabod pulled the blouse up from under her skirt and let it hang on either side of her.

"Please," Abbie moaned. Ichabod closed his eyes. This is real. He was holding Grace Abigail Mill's petite gorgeous body in his arms and was about to show her how much he loves her. His penis was so stiff with his desire. But first ,he wanted to satisfy his Abbie.

"Please, don't stop now," Abbie groaned.

Ichabod stopped. He raised his eyes to Abbie. He gasped. He could just come in his pants. Abbie's eyes were half-closed and dark. Her swollen plump red lips opened wide for him. Her golden brown skin blushed a red all over. His fantasies didn't come close to the Goddess now so warm and trembling in his arms.

"Yes, Abbie," he growled.   

"UUgghh!" Ichabod couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Abbie with both hands from underneath and crashed through the half-opened door of Abbie's office. They fell together on the huge black leather couch. Ichabod then pushed her back hard against the couch and with a primal grunt, he pulled her bra up and over her breasts. Exposing them, he licked his lips. They were perfect. Everything about Grace Abigail Mills was perfect. They were big but not too big just enough for a handful to squeeze and play with. Her nipples just poking out a little with the exposure of the cool air-conditioned air. 

"Give me your hunger, Abbie," he whispered.

Abbie moaned her consent and nodded. He then lowered his head and his lips suckled on one taut nipple, scraping it with his teeth. He pulled gently at the nipple only to release it eliciting a whimper from Abbie below him.

Ichabod lavished on Abbie's other nipple, rolling it between his lips. He then reached his hand down and up Abbie's short skirt. He gasped when his fingers laid upon the soft white lace of Abbie's thong. He pressed the pads of two fingers to the warm, wet moisture and rubbed gently through her thong. A pool of wetness moistened and appeared, darkening where he rubbed releasing a heady, musky aroma that aroused Ichabod even more. Abbie slapped her hand around Ichabod's wrist and took a firm grip. Her eyes closed shut as her petite body shuddered against the sensation of Ichabod's fingers. 

"Oh, yes. Jesus!" Abbie panted.

"Oh, you're so wet for me, " Ichabod sighed. Abbie met his eyes and nodded.

"Mmmmm," Abbie whined. Her eyes then rolled to the back of her head when she felt his hand rub harder small circles on her clit through her thong. He  lifted his head to watch her beautiful face.  Ichabod's long, thin fingers then reached up and over the top of Abbie's thong. Inside, the pads of his two fingers continued to rub over her hot, wet, slippery clit again and again. He first rubbed small circles then large circles around her clit not stopping until Abbie fisted the back of his shirt.

"Oh, yes," Abbie whimpered. Ichabod then plunged two long fingers into Abbie. She tightened her grip on his wrist as he plunged his fingers deeper and faster into her. The only sound in the office was of their heavy breathing and the loud squelching of his fingers in her vagina.

Ichabod watched as Abbie's deep dark brown eyes stare lovingly down at him and then turn dead looking beyond him as she fell into oblivion.

"Yes. That's it. Come for me, Abbie," he whispered.

Abbie closed her eyes her breath coming out in short gasps. The next thing Ichabod felt was his fingers being squeezed in a vise-like grip as Abbie threw her head back and screamed. He leaned over her and lowered his lips to swallow the rest of Abbie's scream. Her petite body trembled below him. Her long fingernails pressed against his dress shirt as she rode out her orgasm. 

A second later Abbie opened her eyes to find Ichabod staring down at her. He smiled.

"Oh," Abbie sighed. Abbie's dark long eyelashes lowered. Her face flushed and glowed with sweat.

Ichabod smiled down at her and kissed her hard with longing. He felt Abbie's hand slowly snake over Ichabod's shoulder and up to his neck.

"Ah. Ow!" Ichabod cried out when Abbie scratched her long nails deep across the back of his neck. He looked down at her. A small smile playing at the corners of her luscious lips.

"And will the wolf with the red rose starve without me?" she whispered.

Ichabod stared down at her at first then he lifted his eyebrow. A huge smile brightened his face. He loved the fact they were on the same page. His eyes turned black and hungry. She was now in control.

"Yes!" He growled. He leaned down and kissed Abbie hard. His tongue plunging deep into her mouth. They moaned. The kiss deepened.

He took his fingers out of Abbie's hot wetness and grabbed onto the top of Abbie's thong. His fingers pulled her thong down forcibly until Abbie kicked them off. They looked into each other eyes, both breathless and wanting.

Abbie reached down and unbuttoned his pants while keeping eye contact. Her thin long fingers dexterously unclasped the silk button of his black trousers and pulled down the zipper. She reached inside and pulled him out.

"Abbie," he gasped."I love you."

"And I love you too," Abbie answered."For so long." She nodded. Her long fingers tighten around his hard thick, long cock and began to slowly stroke him. Her small hand barely could wrap completely around it.  He was so big.  The crown fat and round. Abbie's grazed her thumb across the tip spreading the pre-come over the top. Ichabod closed his eyes as he gave into the absolute pleasure of Abbie's hard, fast strokes. He placed his hand above hers to stop her when the sensation became too much. Abbie stopped and looked up at him.

"I want you now," he whispered.

Abbie nodded. She stopped stroking and released him. Ichabod placed his hand on his penis and stroked as his other hand reached into his pocket.

Abbie noticed Ichabod take out a bright purple square package and rip the top open. He put on the condom and rose above her. Ichabod guided his erect cock outside and rubbed the tip of it outside of Abbie's moist vaginal walls. He then pushed past her opening a little at a time, letting her get used to him. Abbie let out a deep sigh and let her body relax underneath him. He pushed in further and leaned down. He placed his opened lips on top of her opened mouth and gasped at the feeling of the connection. A connection six years coming. He balanced his body atop his arms on either side of her.

Ichabod lowered his lips and kissed Abbie hard and long making Abbie's soft body quiver underneath him. He buried his head against her neck as he drove forward again all the way to the hilt. Abbie's body tensed and then relaxed under him as he pulled back.
"I've waited so long, " Ichabod moaned. "so long."
He then sucked in a breath as her wet tight walls tightened with every thrust. Sending Abbie deeper into the black leather couch and closer to her orgasm.

Abbie didn't think she could take the pleasure Ichabod was giving her. She felt a tingle inside her vaginal walls that raised up her body. Ichabod grabbed her waist as he drove faster into her. Abbie gasped at the sensual sensation.

"Yes, Abbie whimpered. "Oh, God, yes."

Ichabod didn't stop. He grunted and plunged into Abbie's body to the hilt.
Abbie sucked in a breath at the hard thrust. Her eyes rolled up in her head and she grasped Ichabod by his broad shoulders.    
"Oh, God. I'm coming!" Abbie screamed as she closed her eyes and shuddered violently underneath him.
"Ah oh, Abbie!" Ichabod screamed. His thin lean body trembled above her as she raked her fingernails across his shoulders. She closed her eyes and sighed satisfied as she felt the pulse of his thick long penis inside her. His spasms ended and he collapsed atop her. His breath hot and heavy against her neck. His eyes tightly closed. Abbie smiled as her small hands caressed the back of his summer white shirt and kissed his sweaty forehead.

They were both sweaty and flushed pink from their exertion and pleasure.

Abbie smiled and felt Ichabod move and raise himself to balance himself on his arms. She smirked up at him.

Ichabod stared down at her. He licked his lips and kissed her shoulder. His lifted his eyes to meet hers.  His expression then grew dark once again.

"Abbie," Ichabod whined. Abbie nodded.

"Your apartment?"

"No. Your house," Ichabod gasped. "It's closer. Can't wait."

Abbie agreed. She lifted her head and kissed Ichabod as he slid out of her. They rose from the couch quickly to fix themselves. Abbie pulled her bra up and back over her breasts. She groaned at the sensitivity of her nipples and now cool skin. She licked her swollen lips and looked over and watched as Ichabod stood up and pulled the condom off his penis. The soggy mess of the condom fell limp and heavy between his fingers. Abbie's eyes lowered to see his penis still thick beginning to grow again between his long, large muscular legs. Ichabod put himself away quickly and walked to the wastebasket to deposit it.  Abbie stood up as she began to quickly button up her pearl buttons and tuck her blouse back inside her skirt. She quickly pulled down her skirt and adjusted it to her generous hips. Now dressed, Ichabod and Abbie faced each other and smiled. They walked the few steps toward each other and threaded their fingers together until their hands were palm to Palm.

"I absolutely love you," Ichabod moaned. Ichabod then jerked Abbie closer against the middle of his chest. He reached out his hand to smooth the several strands of hair that escaped her makeshift ponytail that fell over her eyes. Ichabod lowered his head and pecked at her lips.

"I'll race you to my house," Abbie whispered.  She pulled away and winked at him.

  Ichabod's made a strangled sound deep in his throat as he watched Abbie run out of her office.

"Lord, give me strength," Ichabod whimpered.