“Remember Emily, I need your words. Okay?”
She whimpers as she responds, “I’ll try.”
“Good girl,” I praise her. If she isn’t the vocal type, I don’t want to ask for more than she’s comfortable with. I slide another finger inside of her, the squelching sound of her slick against my fingers has me letting out a low moan.Fuck, why haven’t I ever been with an Omega before now?
Using my thumb, I draw slow circles against her clit while my other two fingers are inside of her, making a come hither motion. I coast down the side of her body, placing kisses on each of her breasts and her dress-clad stomach. Positioning my body so that I’m kneeling on the floor with my face right next to her pussy.
The overwhelming desire to stroke myself while I eat her delectable cunt is strong. But this is about her, so I grab my cock and give it a tight squeeze to tell it to chill the fuck out.
I remove my fingers and Emily lets out a sound of protest, in between a whine and whimper. A light chuckle leaves my lips. I like that she doesn’t want me to stop touching her.
“Don’t worry, just need to get these panties out of the way. What color are they anyway?” Sliding them down her thighs and calves, I’m leaving little kisses on the way down.Fuck, I really want to bite her thigh.Getting them over her black boots proves to be difficult. I almost decide to say fuck it and rip them in half, but my patience pays off and I eventually relieve Emily of the soaked silk.
“Black.”I knew it.Now that her panties are out of my way, I put my fingers back inside of her. Fuck, she is completely dripping. They are going to need to clean and sanitize this elevator thoroughly after I’m done with her.
Leaning down so my face is near her pussy, I take a deep inhale of her scent.Mother fuck,nothing has ever smelled so sweet. I think I’m going to be ruined after my first taste. Bringing my tongue down to her entrance and doing a thorough swipe up her folds. Yeah, I was right. I’m ruined. Her cunt tastes similar to her scent, a hint of sweet cherries.
“Fuck…you taste so good.”
I continue fucking her with my fingers while my tongue and mouth join in to bring her pleasure. Nipping and sucking on that bundle of nerves. I lightly graze my teeth against her small little bud and she whimpers. She moans rather loudly when I take her clit between my lips and suck firmly. Not exactly sure where the elevator got stuck, but if we are by a hallway, no doubt they know what we're up to. The idea of people hearing the noises of pleasure that I’m bringing her makes my arousal increase, which I didn’t even think was possible.
Emily's thighs start to tremble and I have to forcibly keep them open so she doesn’t clamp them around my head. Her sounds of ecstasy take a turn to overstimulation and a gush of slick hits my chin.Good call on the shirt removal.
“Thank you, thank you, uhhh…thank you, Griff.”
I thought a woman telling me she is about to come was sexy as fuck, but thanking me for her orgasm is next level. I dive back in and lick up all the release she has given me. She whimpers, “I don’t think I can take anymore.”
“Mmm, I think you can give me one more.”
I circle her pussy with my tongue, flicking her already over-stimulated clit. Emily snaps my head in between her thighs as she trembles. I take out my fingers and re-insert them with some force before scissoring them in her wet hot channel.
“Oh, oh, you make me feel so good. Thank you.” Her voice is breathy, and I can tell that she is close. I know a lot of women have a praise kink, but the way she gives me gratitude when I make her come does something for me. Another gush of fluid releases in my mouth and Emily shakes from head to toe from her second orgasm. She tries to shimmy away from my face. Part of me wants to keep feasting on her pussy, but she seems out of breath, so I’ll give her some reprieve.
I extend my hand to where hers is resting on the floor and I help her sit up, both of us blindly trying to avoid the puddle she left on the floor.Pretty fucking proud of that puddle.
We both sit down and lean our backs against the wall. She tilts her head on my shoulder and I take a deep inhale of her hair. She is intoxicating. I daydream about what she would be like during her heat and how she would beg me and then thank me after.I’m fucked.
I kiss the top of her head, “No need to thank me, sweetness, that was definitely my pleasure.”
She sighs, “I want to touch you, Griff.”
A huge grin spreads across my face. I wish she could see it. I don’t normally hand out smiles freely.
“You don’t have to, Emily. Pleasure doesn’t have to be an exchange. Everything we just did I wanted desperately.”
“I want to please you, too. So freaking bad.”
I kiss the top of her head again. She's just so cute.
Before I can answer, a voice chimes over the elevator intercom. “Sorry, sir. This is Ivy from the front desk. Maintenance is opening the door right now. He said to please sit back at the end of the elevator, and the noise may be loud for a bit.” I let out a groan of frustration.
That did not feel like a half hour. If my cock could talk, he would probably start crying in frustration right now.
Emily sighs and squeezes my hand. Just as she does, the lights flicker on and I get a good look at her. Her hair has taken on that delicious, just fucked look. Her dress is still bunched up at the top and the bottom.
The whirling of the elevator starts, and I quickly rearrange her so that her breasts are fully covered. I pull the hem of the material to cover her thighs.Still, really want to bite those thighs. Emily gives me a shy smile, which I return.
I take my thumbs and rub off some lip gloss from her chin and pat down her hair to the best of my ability. I look around and spot her soaked panties, which I perversely place in my pocket. I grab my rumpled suit jacket and dress shirt from where Emily was lying on it before. The shirt is a wrinkled mess, but that's fine. At least I’m not going back to the office today. I don’t bother putting the jacket on and take my place sitting next to Emily.
