“I’ll take a look and let you know what I can do. I’m not sure I have time today.”
“You have time to text whoever has you smiling like an idiot,” she says. It’s not playful. If Penny had said something similar, I wouldn’t have felt like this. God, I’m so sick and tired of taking the highroad. But starting waves after my issues with Zach and the relationship I’m hiding isn’t what I need right now.
“Well, the sooner you get away from my desk the sooner I can look at it.” She narrows her eyes at me but walks away to send the email. I look into Aiden’s office, and he gives me a look that says he’s proud of me.
I squirm in my seat and give him a little show, knowing damn fucking well I’m getting my reward tonight.
I fix Tabitha’s jpeg, which only took about five minutes, and I’m seriously considering calling it a day, driving to Aiden’s house, breaking in, and lying down on his bed like the feast he promised. It’s getting to be too much, I need this thing out.
I can’t take it anymore.
He doesn’t answer, and I look into his office. He stands from his desk and walks to the door, waving a hand for me to come in. There are still people here; Sharon, Tabitha, Huck, and Penny for sure are still here. I look around the hallway and follow him into his office. He shuts and locks the door behind him. I swallow thickly and my heart races in my chest. Are we really about to do something in the office while other employees are here? It rachets up my libido in a deliciously fucked up way that I can’t deny.
“Bend over the desk,” he says, looking me up and down like he wants to devour me whole. The dynamic that Aiden and I have works because he doesn’t like back talk. He likes devotion, and obedience, and I like pleasing him, so I do as he says. Rounding the desk to the portion where he sits, I bend over, pressing my chest to the cool wood counter.
Aiden follows me and sits in his office chair, scooting it up until I can feel the hard press of his thighs on the outside of mine. His hands roam my thighs leisurely, like we have all the time in the world, and like there aren’t people outside of his office door.
“Are you going to be able to be quiet?” he asks, and I nod my head. A harsh smack lands across my ass, and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep quiet.
“Yes, Daddy,” I say in a hushed tone, and he rubs my dress-covered cheek.
“You’ve been so good today, I think you deserve your reward.”
I sure fucking do.
He hikes my dress up, flipping it over my back. I’m not sure what I expect him to do next, but I’ve learned to trust the process when it comes to Aiden. He toys with the sides of my underwear, and I’m so close to begging, but I stay quiet. I think not opening my mouth is the best way to handle this. While I’m turned on by fucking in the middle of the day in his office, I would also be mortified if anyone saw what we were doing. Why does that make it even better?
His fingers rub the skin under my panties until his knuckle bumps against the end of the plug, making my grip tighten on the edge of the desk.
Aiden tugs on the end of the bulb before pressing back in. I keep my mouth shut, but a low moan vibrates in my throat.
“Mmm, don’t know if I can trust you to be quiet, kitten,” he says before he grabs the waistband of my panties and rolls them down my legs. The relief is nearly instant. He’s not changing his mind if he’s taking my panties off. I help him by stepping out of the lace, and he rises from his chair. His hard cock grinds against my ass, pushing my pelvis against the edge of the table.
A firm hand glides down my spine before stroking my face, and then I see my balled up panties in his fist. “Open,” he says, and I swallow thickly.
If I wasn’t already wet before, I’m dripping now. I’m not sure what it says about me that this would turn me on. My boss stuffing my panties in my mouth to keep me quiet while he makes me come in the light of day at our office.
I open my lips dutifully, and his fingers graze my tongue before tenderly putting the material in my mouth. He groans behind me, and grips one of my ass cheeks harshly before grinding against me again.
“You’re such a good fucking girl for your daddy, you definitely deserve a reward.”
Needing to be quiet, as well as having my panties in my mouth, I just nod my head and place my warm cheek against the cool wood of the desk. Aiden’s chair squeaks as he sits back down and grabs my thighs. He toys with the end of the butt plug one more time before gently pulling it out. I bite down on the fabric to hold back a moan. The metal clinks against his desk top, and then he’s on me as he eats my pussy from the comfort of his desk chair.
He moves quickly, I’m sure knowing the longer we stay in here together, the higher the chances are of getting caught. My heart beats against the table as he devours me, his lips wrapping around my clit in such a fervent way that if he doesn’t make me come, he might die.
Aiden’s tongue is magic, but what truly sends me over the edge, what makes me come so hard that my thighs shake, is when his phone rings to his office and it hits me like a ton of bricks—the CEO of Kemper’s Sports Supply has his face pressed against my ass and pussy. I can feel myself wetting his face as I attempt to not make a single sound.
My panties muffle my breathing noises as he continues eating me out. It’s only when I’m nearly trying to crawl over his desk to stop the sensation that he lets me go.
Aiden helps me sit up on his desk, and he gingerly takes the panties out of my mouth and places them in his pocket. He leans forward and kisses me, my taste plastered on his tongue and chin.
“Feel better?”
I nod my head, and Aiden helps me fix my hair and get me presentable enough to go back to my desk.
“What about you?” I ask breathlessly, and feel like a greedy bitch for having had that be just about me.
“There’s no way I’d be able to keep quiet fucking that sweet pussy,” he says with a smirk, and I lightly smack his chest.
