I had hoped she’d picked up on what I was suggesting with having lunch alone. Thankfully, Aria had become addicted to my cock, and I was eager to give it to her often. With blushing cheeks, she smiled at me and pushed her tongue against the inside of her cheek. Her hint of blowing me made me harden. Aria nonchalantly ran her tongue along her pink, glossy lip, and I suddenly needed her lips around my cock before I left for the morning. I stood and gently pulled her hand with mine, urging her to follow me.
“Jensen, be ready to go in twenty minutes,” I called over my shoulder to him. I walked out of the kitchen with Aria following behind me.
Aria tried to stifle a laugh as we made it out of the kitchen. I looked over my shoulder at her and was so happy to see that she was truly enjoying herself in my company. She was still jaded by people, despite her time with Layton. But in the end, it was me who got her cherry, not Layton.
I stepped into my den and closed the door. My mouth was quickly on Aria’s as my hands gravitated to her breasts. Even during our kiss, she was still giggling and being cute.
“What are you finding so funny?” I finally asked her.
“Nothing, really.” She planted a chaste kiss on my lips and then looked into my eyes. “It just struck me funny when I made the dick sucking motion with my mouth, I was imagining giving you head while you met with your employees.”
My mind started to race, and I could picture her sitting under my desk blowing me while my guys were in the den talking to me about events at the surrounding hotels. I took her by the hand and led her to my desk. I gestured for her to sit under my desk as I undid my pants. I pushed them down before I took a seat in the oversized chair.
“Well, we should practice that,” I said.
Aria licked her lips as her head neared my hard dick. She cupped my balls and licked my shaft from the base to the tip. When her tongue got to the head of my cock, she savored the bead of pre-cum and then swirled her tongue around the crown. I knew to be extra patient with her and let her take her time exploring and doing whatever she wanted with me, since her time with Layton wasn’t her choice. But at the same time, I badly needed to come, and I had to get her brother to the doctor. I put my hand on the back of her head and gently tugged her closer.
“Come on, baby. Get your hot mouth on Daddy’s cock,” I said.
Aria smiled and looked up at me through her dark eyelashes. She played right along with my words. Over the past few days, I’d learned that Aria loved calling me Daddy when I instigated it. Never before had I had a woman who could genuinely interact like that with me in bed.
“Is Daddy going to give me something?”
“Daddy has something for you,” I murmured as her lips wrapped around my cock.
I allowed Aria to whisk me away to heaven. Her mouth felt divine as she moved on my cock. She was still perfecting her cock sucking skills, and I vowed to always let her practice whenever she wanted. I’d had my dick sucked countless times, but Aria’s mouth on me felt better than any other. She loved me, and it made all the difference in the world.
I leaned back in the chair and brushed my thumb over her cheek. I focused on her face as I shot hot cum into her mouth. I loved seeing the initial shock on her face as the first jet hit her throat. Then she eagerly sucked and swallowed me down.
“Swallow it down, baby,” I whispered.
My cock slipped from her mouth when she couldn’t milk anymore cum from me. She licked her lips and smiled at me. I helped her out from under my desk and pulled her to sit on my lap. She swung both of her legs over mine and leaned against my chest. I kissed her and drove my tongue into her mouth to show her that I didn’t frown upon kissing her after coming in her mouth. I guided her head to rest on my shoulder and wrapped an arm around her before setting my other hand on her thigh.
“That was wonderful, sweetheart. And if you did that to me during one of my meetings, I probably would have to hold the meeting again because I sure as hell wouldn’t be able to retain anything that was discussed.”
She laughed quietly, blanketing my neck with her warm breath. My hand moved between her thighs, and I patted her crotch.
“Mmm, it’s very warm here.” She shrugged. “Maybe even damp.”
“Maybe it is,” she said.
“Show me. Show Daddy.”
I helped her off my lap and moved my chair so my legs were on either side of hers. Aria undid her jeans and then pushed them down to her knees. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her bright-purple thong and pulled them down just enough to show me how soaked the crotch was.
“Mmm, what to do about this?” I mused as I stood. I pressed my palm against her lower abdomen and gently moved my fingertips through her damp curls. “What should Daddy do?” I teasingly asked as I bent down and kissed her. “Daddy is going to make you stay in your wet panties until I get home. While I’m gone, I want you to think about me being buried in your tight pussy.”
“I can do that.” As she laughed, I helped her pull up her panties and then her jeans.
“Your mouth was wonderful, baby.” I kissed her again. “You made Daddy happy.”
As we walked toward the door of my den, I could hear arguing nearby in the hallway. I opened the door and caught pieces of a conversation between Anna and Jensen.
“You will not tell the doctors anything about your father. You will tell them it is from fights with your brother.”
“No! I’m not going to lie and defend him!”
The second I stepped out of the den, I saw Anna slap Jensen a couple of times on the side of his head. This was the second—and last—time I’d witnessed Anna hit him. Jensen had been here for less than six hours, and twice she’d raised her hand to him. Jensen had backed away from her and was blocking his face. Instantly, my calm mood diminished.
