Page 148 of Sexting His Assistant

I lean down and kiss her breast through her blouse, then start working the buttons open with one hand. She helps because I’m too slow and because she wants it too badly to pretend otherwise.

I pull the fabric down enough to expose her bra, then drag the cup aside and put my mouth on her nipple.

Her whole body jerks.

“Luka,” she gasps, too loud.

I lift my head. “Quiet.”

“You just⁠—”

I suck her nipple again while driving into her harder and her protest dies.

I keep my mouth on her breast, sucking and licking while I fuck her in the tight space. She grips my hair with one hand and holds the shelf with the other, trying to keep us both quiet and failing in small, dangerous ways.

Every time I thrust into her, her body rocks against the wall.

Every time I suck harder, she clenches around me.

It’s messy. Urgent. Stupid. Exactly the kind of thing I should have enough control to avoid.

I don’t.

She feels too good.

I move to her other breast, pulling the bra down farther, taking her nipple into my mouth while my hips keep a steady pace. Harder now. Deeper. Her thighs tighten around me, and she buries her face against my neck to muffle herself.

Outside, footsteps pass.

We both freeze again.

My cock is still buried inside her.

Her chest rises and falls against mine.

The footsteps slow.

For one second, neither of us breathes.

Then they continue down the corridor.

Nina’s nails bite into my back. “I’m going to kill you,” she whispers.

“Later.”

I start moving again. This time there’s no patience left.

I grip her hip with my good hand and fuck her harder, keeping her pinned to the shelf, my mouth back on her breast, sucking her nipple as she starts to shake around me. She’s close. I can feel it in the way she loses rhythm, the way her legs lock tighter, the way her breathing breaks no matter how hard she tries to control it.

I lift my head and kiss her.

“Come,” I say against her mouth.

She shakes her head once, like she’s angry that I can tell.

I thrust harder. Her body gives in.

She comes silently at first, mouth open against mine, then with a soft broken sound I swallow before it can carry. Her pussy clenches around me, tight and pulsing, and I have to brace myself against the shelf as pleasure rips through my own control.