“How—” He coughs when I wrap my hand around his shaft and begin to jerk him nice and slow. “How long do you expect it to be before this new failsafe system can be ready for a… t-test run?” He stutters briefly before centring himself again.
I rise up on my knees, resting the crown of his dick against my lower lip, collecting as much saliva in my mouth as I can before letting it dribble from my pursed lips and over his thick cock.
“Fuuuck,” he whispers through gritted teeth. When I slurp his cockhead into my mouth he inhales deeply through his nose, holding the air in his lungs for a few seconds before releasing it out of his mouth.
I wink up at him as I begin to jerk him off, using both my hands in a twisting motion as I move them up the length of his shaft, taking more of him into my mouth as I go and never taking my eyes off of him. He reaches forward, stroking the back of his fingers over my cheek and into my hair, fisting his hand harsh enough to make me moan around his cock.
“Also, while we are at it, I think we need to reevaluate the pricing levels for in-house security,” another man says.
“I agree.” The other people in on the meeting approve.
Jack thrusts his dick all the way down the back of my throat, pressing his other hand on my head and holding me down. The invasion of it stuns me and I start to choke and gag around the length of him.
“I think that’s a great idea, Ben.” He coughs, masking my sounds as his own. I poke my tongue out further, trying to find some release but it’s no use as I heave and tears begin to fill my eyes. “Who do you think we should go with?” he asks, releasing me.
Thick globs of saliva fall down my chin and onto my bare chest, most of it still attached to the underside of his dick, leading back to my mouth, and as I blink away the panicked tears from my eyes, I watch all my drool trail down to the little seam of his balls.
“Maybe we could lookinto—”
“Again,” Jack mouths wordlessly at me, his bright green eyes boring into mine as he clicks his fingers and points at his stiff dick, and I nod because even though I couldn’t breathe for a few seconds, the rush I got when I was finally able to was incredible. “We also need to speak to Deathtrap Media again; the owner still has yet to return his contract. Dennis, can you deal with that? I’m a little too tied up at the moment.”
“Of course, boss.”
I open my mouth wide and poke out my tongue, flattening it against my chin waiting for him to serve me what I’m so eager for. He holds either side of my head and begins to slowly guide my mouth onto his cock, and I take the deepest of breaths before he’s fully sheathed inside my throat once more.
Jack slowly thrusts in and out, not giving me much room to breathe, but the thrill of knowing I’ll be retching soon enough, covering him in my spittle, turns me on. He holds me there for what feels like forever, and when the burn in my lungs becomes too much, I tap his thigh, begging for freedom… and he relinquishes his hold instantly.
He taps a button on his laptop but looks at the screen as he hides his mouth behind his hand. “Now suck it, Robyn, show me what a gluttonous slut you are for my cum.” Tapping the button once again informs me he muted his mic previously.
I begin working his cock like it’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever had in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, licking and kissing the shaft, jerking him off and spitting on it as quietly as I can. I’m practically worshiping it, dragging my tongue all the way down to the base and sucking both his balls into my mouth, not forgetting to give them just as much attention.
I’m so lost in the moment that when Jack slouches down in his chair I pop his balls out of my mouth and without thinking I run my tongue further down, gliding it over his taint, but I can’t get close enough. So I yank his trousers over his knees and let them pool at his feet.
Leaning forward, I press my hands to his inner thighs and spread them wider which enables me better access to do exactly what I want. I gaze up at him and he gives me a quick nod letting me know I can continue doing what I want. So I do. I kiss and lick his taint gently while jerking his dick at the same time, butthe moment I flatten my tongue and glide it over his untouched asshole, he jerks forward frantically.
“Fuck!” he barks, both of us instantly stilling.
“Sir, are you okay?” one of the men on the call asks.
“Yeah, I just, uh, fuck… I spilt my hot coffee everywhere,” he lies terribly, and I have to stifle a giggle with the back of my hand. “Continue with the meeting in my absence and send me an email outlining everything you need confirmation on.”
Jack doesn’t wait for them to answer before he slams his laptop closed and breathes a sigh of relief, slumping back in his chair and kicking his trousers from around his feet. “Keep going,” he exhales.
“Jerk yourself off for me,” I tell him, and watch as he grips his cock firmly and begins to fondle himself.
I place my hands back in their original position and he sags lower in the chair to help me. Using my thumbs, I spread his ass cheeks apart and poke my tongue out, swirling it in slow circular motions over his tight little ring. The sounds that flow from his throat are a garbled mess of pleading and begging me not to stop.
“Holy shit,” he whimpers. “God damn it! Don’t stop, Robyn, please.”
“You taste so good, baby,” I murmur against his hole.
What the fuck did I say that for?
Hoping he didn’t hear that last word, I continue to lap and slurp at his anus, stimulating him to release louder cries of enjoyment that are filled with high levels of pleasure.
Without thinking, I stick my finger in my mouth, making it nice and wet before leaning forward on my knees and taking hold of his cock. “Do you trust me?”
“Fuck…” he breathes recklessly. “Yeah… sure.”
