“Please,” she begged, wishing she could grab hold of his face and drag it toward her pussy.
He took his time lowering his head.Then he flicked his tongue rapidly across her engorged clit.She tilted her pelvis toward him, asking for more.
Nathan parted her labia and pulled back the hood as he’d made her do the night he’d dripped hot wax on her.Maybe it was her imagination, but she still felt sensitized from that, and it took less time than usual for her to teeter on the precipice of an orgasm.
“Nathan!”She tightened her muscles, suddenly worried he wouldn’t let her come.
Instead, he used juices from her pussy to insert a finger into her ass.
She groaned and scooted even closer to him.
“I’ll give you thirty seconds,” he said against her cunt.“Or you’ll wait until I’m feeling generous again.”
The ticking time element sharpened her response, and Kelsey pressed weight onto her hands and lifted her hips from the counter, shamelessly grinding her shaved pussy against his face.She was certain the sensations were more heightened than ever.
He jiggled the finger that was in her ass and plunged his tongue into her heated depths before returning to suck her clit.Him changing what he was doing, coupled with the pressure on her clit, made an orgasm knife through her.
Pumping her hips, humping his face, she cried out.
He continued to lave his attentions on her until the last ripple shook her.
Then, only then, did he move away from her and draw out his finger.
She liked his version ofor else.
He washed his hands and face then helped her from the countertop, holding her waist while she slipped back into a shoe she hadn’t realized she’d lost.
“I need another couple of minutes to put myself back together.Well, and find a new pair of panties.”Which she’d already packed in her bag.
“We’re late.Skip them.”
“I don’t go without underwear, Mr.Donovan,” she protested.
“You do now.Part of theor else.”
“Hold on,” she said, looking up at him.“How many things am I going to have to do?”
“As many as I say.”
His hands were still on her, imprisoning her and simultaneously making her feel cherished.Since his tie was askew from their early-morning face-fuck, she straightened it for him.
Slowly he released her then scooped up her ruined thong and dumped the remnants in the trash.
He carried her bag downstairs, and she hurried through smoothing her hair and adjusting her dress.
She felt awkward without underwear.Though she knew it was ridiculous, she was sure every person she saw would know.
“Ready?”he asked when she stepped off the bottom stair.
For a moment, she wondered what the hell she was doing.
Nathan Donovan wasn’t her lover.He was her boss.The lines were blurring for her, and she couldn’t allow that to happen.
Surely she could manage for another couple of days.
But as he opened the back door and she breezed past him, inhaling the subtle scent of his spicy soap and remembering the taste of his dick, she suddenly doubted her own determination.
“I’m planning to take you shopping after work,” he said once they were on the road.
