“I know. You’re self-conscious about a lot of things for no reason. Everything about you turns me on. From your big, beautiful brain to your hot-as-fuck glasses, to these tight skirts you wear at work and the hoodie you snuggle in when you don’t think I’m looking. You went from wearing those cute little silk sleep-sets to my T-shirts, and if that’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, seeing you on your knees in your office for me sure as fuck would be.”
I look up at him from my position on my knees, speechless, but feeling like the most desired and beautiful woman in the world as he looks down at me with a mix of tenderness and pure lust in his gaze.
“Take my dick out.”
My eyes dart to the door. I know it’s locked, but what if someone tries to come in? What if someone is out there right now? What if Grant comes by to ask why I missed the meeting and he can’t get in, but someone saw Chase close the door?
“Gabrielle,” Chase growls above me, clasping my chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring my eyes back to his. He never calls me by my full given name. It has me clenching my thighs together. “Take. My. Dick. Out.”
“Yes, sir.” I reach up, pulling on the elastic band of his team workout shorts.
“Careful, baby, you might unlock a kink with that talk.”
I blush at his words. I’ve never been turned on by the idea ofcalling my partner sir during sex, but hearing his growly tone and his command of my mind and my body, it slipped out.
His cock springs free when I lower the front of his shorts. He helps by pushing the other side down, allowing them to pool at his ankles.
“No underwear for your meeting with the big bosses? Scandalous.” I pump him from base to tip.
“Maybe I was preparing to be staring at you across the table wearing these glasses and this skirt knowing my briefs would be too restrictive for my rock-hard cock I always sport when you’re around.” He laces his fingers through my hair, gathering it in a makeshift ponytail before dragging me closer. “Now open up and put that mouth to good use, Princess. You owe me an apology.”
I swipe my tongue, lapping at the precum beading at the tip. Chase groans. He watches me as I take teasing licks of his head and shaft, then slowly flatten my tongue and drag it up the underside of his cock like I’m taking a taste of an ice cream cone. I flick the tip of my tongue against the sensitive edge of his tip, maintaining eye contact the entire time.
“Jesus, fuck, Bree. Yes.” His grip in my hair tightens almost painfully when I open and bring him fully into my mouth. Hollowing out my cheeks, I suck and swallow when he hits the back of my throat. “That’s it, baby, take me all the way.” I hum in response as he pulls out then back in. I’m trying to stay in control of the movement, knowing he’s about to take it away from me.
He pulls me off his cock by the hair and a line of spit dribbles out of my mouth.
“I wasn’t done yet,” I whine
“Spit on it,” he ignores my protest.
“That’s gross.” I look up at him with wide eyes. I’ve never spit on it before.
“It’s hot. Do it, Bree. Spit on my dick.” Gathering spit in my mouth, I lean forward to follow his command. Having him take control has my pulse thundering in my clit. I’m wet just listeningto him, seeing his toned body towering over me, his hard cock in my face. This blow job ranks among one of the hottest experiences of my life and we’ve barely even started.
“That’s it, baby,” he praises when I spit on the head of his cock where he holds it for me. “Now use your pretty little hands and get it nice and wet.”
Chase stares at me mesmerized as I work him over, lightly sucking on the head of his cock while my hand pumps over his shaft.
“Fuck, Princess. You should see yourself right now. Hair a mess in my fist. Librarian glasses covering your eyes. The stadium behind you. It’s a good thing we’re on the top floor and no one can see in those windows. What would they think of their lawyer on her knees like a slut for the rookie?”
“Oh my god,” I moan at his filthy words. The throbbing in my clit has me feeling like I could orgasm without being touched. “Shit,” I breathe out trying to focus on him and not on what’s happening to me.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” He pets the side of my face, letting go of his hold on my hair.
“Mm-hmm.” The words come out on another moan as I head closer to climax.
“Hell yeah, you are. Dry humping the air like you want to ride my cock. Your skirt hiked up around your upper thighs teasing me with your pussy just out of view. How wet are you right now?”
I drop a hand to the hem of my skirt, dragging it higher so I can reach my panties and show him how soaked I am for him.
“Wait, not yet.” His words stop me. I release him from my mouth and lean back for a deep breath.
“Please,” I beg on another moan as shivers wrack my body.
“If anyone is touching your pussy, it’s me. But first, I want to see if you can come like this. You’re on the edge already. Open up, Princess.” I open my mouth on reflex. Chase grips both sides of my head, holding me in place. “Flatten your tongue for me.” Ido as he says, opening wider and flattening my tongue. He starts slow pumping his cock into my open mouth. “That’s my girl, look at you taking my cock like a good little slut. Fuck you feel so good, Bree. I’m not going to last.” He throws his head back momentarily and I tap his thigh. He pulls out instantly making eye contact to make sure I’m okay.
“Eyes on me, Bennett.” Wrapping my hands around his hips, my fingers dig into his ass when I open my mouth wide again, instructing him to start again. Fire flashes in his eyes beneath the brim of his hat.
