I never went very far on a first date, but all the rules were off now. This wasn’t a date. We’d entered some alternative world where Leo’s touch gave me permission to do whatever I wanted to.
We kissed and stroked each other, and Leo grunted as he rode me against the desk. He rolled my nipple between his fingers until it was hard and finally tore my underwear off. The pressure of his hand around my shaft was a relief that hummed through my body.
“Can I blow you?” he asked, his hands on my quivering thighs.
I nodded eagerly. I was so overwhelmed with horny need I couldn’t get a word out. Leo dropped to his knees and took my cock in his hand.
“I’ll make sure there’s lots of personality in it,” he teased, then swallowed me down. His tongue swirled, and I twitched between his lips. He dragged his lips up and down, fast and slow, just enough suction to halt my breath as I slammed the desk.
Fuck, he was good at what he did. Of course he was. It shouldn’t have been a surprise.
My eyes rolled back, and the beginnings of an orgasm flooded me as I gasped his name.
“Leo, Leo.”
If we could only have one time together, I wanted to remember it was him. It was Leo driving my body to the edge, bathing me with his expert tongue.
He finally dragged his mouth off my cock. His hair was mussed, and his lips were puffy. The fire still burned in his eyes, and when I glanced down, I saw that he was fisting his fat cock, squeezing it at the base.
“Do you have a condom and some lube?” I asked. “I’ll need a lot.”
Leo nodded. He walked over to his desk and rummaged around in the bottom drawer before emerging with a bottle of lube, a few condoms, and a fresh white towel.
I blurted out a laugh. “You keep all of that in your office?”
“It’s not for here,” he objected, and I realized he was actually embarrassed for once. “It’s to bring with me when I have a hookup at lunch or after work.”
I laughed. My legs were dangling off the desk, and my cock twitched as I caught my breath, pearls of precum leaking out. “You’re like a boy scout,” I teased. “Always prepared.”
Leo crossed back over to me. Sweat dotted his forehead, and he leaned down to rub his hand across my cheek. “Really, though. River, I never do this. Not in the office, and not like this.”
I smiled and pressed my forehead to his. “I get it,” I said quietly. “I trust you. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t.” Leo’s breath caught, and I grabbed the lube from his hand. As our eyes burned into each other, I squirted some on his fingers, then rubbed a little more around my rim.
I hadn’t touched myself down there since I left Italy, but my body quickly opened, my muscles relaxing in quivering expectation.
Leo worked his finger around my rim, rubbing me. “You feel so good,” he grunted.
“Yeah?” I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his hips, steadying myself against the desk. “Tell me how I feel.”
Leo caught my eye. It was fun to see him a little hesitant, but as he pushed his fingers in, the words spilled out.
“Tight,” he said. “Warm and tight.”
I moaned as his fingers slid past my clenching ring. My cock swelled with pleasure, and Leo loosened me with his hand, his motion steady and slow and perfect.
“Tell me what you’re going to do me.”
He grunted as two fingers slid in further and rubbed across my spot. “I’m going to shove my cock inside of you.” His other hand was working his shaft as he fucked me with his fingers. “And pump you until you come.”
I threw my head back and moaned louder, my voice filling the empty office. I grabbed the condom and fumbled to tear the wrapper, then handed it off to Leo. My whole body vibrated on the edge of an orgasm, and I needed him inside of me immediately.
“Now, Leo,” I gasp. “Fuck me now.”
Leo growled. “You’re a dirty talker.”
Not usually, actually. But with him, I needed to taste the words. What we were doing was so wrong, and hearing him say it only made it hotter.
“Don’t tell my boss.”
