I settle back in the chair, watching him shuffle closer… then he disappears beneath the desk.
“Such a pretty pussy,” he mutters, more to himself than to me.
His words are new to me.I’ve never been with someone who talks so openly like this.It’s both embarrassing and impossibly hot.
He lifts one of my feet and sets it on the desk.Then the other, opening me wide.
The cool air brushes my skin, making me even wetter.
My eyes drop to his mouth, watching him lick his lips, ready to devour me.
That sight alone nearly pushes me over the edge.
When his mouth meets my pussy, he groans like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted.
“I knew you’d be like this,” he whispers against me, looking up.
The heat in his eyes sets fire to my insides.I can’t stop watching him.Can’t look away as he takes his time, licking me slowly.My breaths come in short, desperate gasps.I bite my lip hard, trying to stay quiet, because we are at work and anyone could hear and—
His tongue does something incredible, and my hips buck involuntarily.
“You taste so sweet.I can’t get enough.”
I clench my teeth, fighting the moan that’s building in my throat.This is insane.But I don’t want to stop.
My hands grip the chair arms as his tongue swirls around my clit.The pressure is perfect.I’m climbing higher and higher.I’m so close already, trembling on the edge, and when he grazes his teeth...
“Oh God,” I whimper.
My hips rock up to meet him, the stubble on his jaw dragging perfectly against my inner thighs.
“So good,” he breathes.
My legs start to shake as I look at him.It’s a beautiful sight.There’s a sheen of sweat on his brow as my chest heaves “I’m going to come,” I whisper, already tipping over the edge.One hand flies to my mouth, pressing hard to muffle the sound because I’m about to scream.My other hand clutches his hair, and I grind against his mouth, chasing that release, staring down into his eyes as he stares back.
His eyes roll back just as I shatter.Tremors rock through my body, my vision going hazy, and he continues eating me like a man possessed, wringing out every last drop of pleasure from me.
I bite my hand to smother my scream, but God, that was amazing.Not just because we’re at work, or because it’s wrong… but because he’s that good.
He pulls back with a dazed, satisfied smile.
“You are… incredible,” he says, eyes still heavy with lust.“But you’ve caused me a very serious problem.”
I blink, frowning.“What?”
He stands.
I follow his movement, and right there at his crotch is a wet patch.
I bite my lip, trying to look innocent.“Wow.Um.Sorry?”
He kisses me hard.I taste myself on his tongue; it’s strange but not unpleasant.
“Second time,” he breathes.“I don’t know what you’re doing to me.I’ve never done that before.And now I’ve done it twice.”
I grin.“I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
He smirks.“Your pussy’s fucking addictive.I want to do it again.Think you could come again?”The look on his face stops me.He seems thrown?Like he can’t believe this happened.
