“You’re going to be the death of me,” I grit out.
She pulls back just enough to drag her tongue along the underside of my cock, tracing the vein from base to tip. Then she swirls around the head again before taking me deep once more. Her rhythm is slow and torturous because she’s not trying to make me finish. She’s trying to make me lose control.
It’s working.
Adrian keeps talking. I unmute long enough to grunt what I hope sounds like agreement, then mute again as Sasha adds her hand to the equation. She strokes what her mouth can’t reach, twisting on the upstroke while her tongue does something sinful against the sensitive spot just below the head.
“Tony? Are you even listening?”
Unmute. “Yes. Weekly reports. Got it.”
“You sound distracted. Is someone there with you?”
Sasha increases her pace, bobbing her head faster while her hand works in rhythm. The wet sounds of her mouth on me fill the room, and I pray to God the phone doesn’t pick them up.
“No. Just tired.” I mute the call and let my head fall back. “Sasha?—”
She releases me with a wet pop and looks up. Saliva glistens on her swollen lips before she licks her lips and wraps her hand around me again, stroking slowly.
Adrian’s voice sounds through the speaker. “—expecting results, Tony. I won’t be put off much longer. If you can’t deliver what I’m paying for?—”
I unmute. “Adrian. Something’s come up. I’ll call you back.”
“Don’t you dare hang up on me. We’re not finished discussing?—”
I end the call and toss the phone across the room.
Sasha barely has time to smile before I haul her up off her knees and flip her onto the bed. The documents scatter everywhere.
“You think that was funny?” I pin her wrists above her head with one hand.
She’s breathless, and her pupils are blown wide. “I needed to know.”
“Know what?”
“If you’d choose me. Even when it costs you.”
I crush my mouth against hers hard enough to bruise. She arches up against me and wraps her legs around my waist, grinding against the length of me trapped between us.
“Every time.” I pull back just enough to look at her. “I’d choose you every time.”
“Prove it.”
I release her wrists and yank off my shirt. She reaches for my pants and shoves them down my hips while I tear that scrap of lace off her body. The fabric rips, and she lets out the sweetest, most erotic squeal I’ve ever heard.
I reach between her thighs and find her soaked. My fingers slide through her folds, and she gasps against my mouth.
“So wet already.” I circle her clit with my thumb while pushing two fingers inside her. “All from sucking my cock?”
“Don’t be smug.” She bites my bottom lip hard enough to sting.
I curl my fingers and find that spot that makes her back arch off the bed. “You started this game, Solnyshko. Now you get to finish it.”
I work her with my hand until she’s writhing beneath me, her hips rocking against my palm. She’s close already. I can feel her walls starting to flutter around my fingers.
“Tony, please?—”
“Please what?” I add a third finger and increase my pace. “Tell me what you want.”
