"Please," she said.
He cocked a grin at her before tracing a finger down her seam. It sent a shiver of anticipation through her. But when that finger slipped inside, the anticipation morphed into desire. He pumped in one finger before adding another. Then those fingers came up and circled her clit as she cried out.
"Yes, Murphy!" she exclaimed, trying to ignore how right his name felt on her lips.
She closed her eyes as her back arched at his touch. Then the finger slipped back inside of her as his tongue lapped at her core.
"Oh fuck," she said as she reached down and grabbed a handful of his honey brown hair.
Then he moaned as he continued to fuck her with his fingers and lick her clit. She was about to come. She had never come this quick in her entire life. But then he sucked her clit into his mouth, and she broke while he stayed right with her milking every ounce of pleasure from her body.
When she finally came down, she lifted her head and found him peering up at her with the look of awe she'd seen in his face multiple times tonight. It was beginning to become one of her favorite things. That was something else she pushed into the back of her mind.
Sitting up, she said, "Take off your pants and get in this bed. There's a condom in my purse."
"Yes, Boss," he said, smirking at her.
This was going to be a fun night.
4
MURPHY
Murphy had to stop and pinch himself. Was he really just about to have sex with Hillary? The idea of Murphy hooking up at an event like this was kind of a stretch; it wasn’t really his style. But the idea of him having sex with Hillary? Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would end up here.
After getting the condom from her purse, he crawled onto the bed. But as he started to crawl over her, her hand came to his chest and pushed him to his back before crawling over him. He watched in awe as this powerful woman straddled him.
Then she reached down and wrapped her hand around his dick before taking the condom from his hand and rolling it down over him. He hissed as she stroked him. Then she positioned him at her entrance before dropping down onto him.
"Fuck," he groaned as her tight pussy squeezed his cock. He reached up and grabbed her lush hips as she began to slowly rise and fall.
He could watch this all night long, the bounce of her tits, the lust-drunk look on her face, all while she felt amazing riding him. He was in heaven.
Her rhythm began to stutter as she got closer. He just gripped her hips tighter and began to buck into her. The powerful movement forced her up. Her eyes got big as she looked down at him, surprised by his show of strength. He just cocked his eyebrow and grinned at her.
With one hand, she gripped the headboard, and with the other, she touched herself while he bucked into her. Then her face contorted as she screamed out. Fuck, he almost followed her right over the end, but he wasn't quite ready for this to be over.
He held her hips close as he maneuvered her onto her back. She gave a little huff and looked at him.
"You're good at this, Rookie," she said with an approving gaze.
Why did that feel like the best praise he'd ever gotten? He started pounding into her as her fingers dug into his back, hanging on. He couldn't seem to stop himself. No one had ever felt this good. And when she said that he's made her feel good, he couldn’t help but lose his mind. At that thought, he shuddered and came.
He collapsed, propping himself up on his elbow, panting into her neck before those pants turned into tender kisses.
"Wow, I was not expecting that," she said as she caught her breath.
"Well, I aim to please," Murphy said as he moved to discard the condom.
When he got back to the bed, she was still lying there, but had her arm draped over her face. The giant smile that stretched across her face filled him with pride. He did that.
He moved to get into bed with her. If she was up for it, they could have another round in a little bit. But when he climbed into bed and tried to snuggle her, she moved and got out of bed and went to the bathroom herself.
But when she got back, she started to get dressed. He cocked his head as she tried to slip back into her little black dress.
"Whatcha doin, Boss?"
"What?" she asked, looking at him like she had no clue what he was talking about.
