“I’ll give you one-hundred and ten percent… of my cock.”
She slaps her hands over her mouth to smother her laugh. “Clive…”
“I don’t even know how that’s possible but I’m sure the creative team can help me think of something.”
“Shut up,” she says, flicking my forehead.
I grin. “Yes, ma’am.”
I latch my mouth around her clit, giving it a hard suck between my teeth. Nora fights the scream in her chest as she grabs me by the hair again.
“Just like that,”she moans. “Fuck.”
A wave of wetness covers my tongue. I lap it up, refusing to abandon even just a little bit of it. I groan for her as she twitches with pleasure and gasps for breath. I look up at her, admiring her flushed cheeks and rising breasts. There’s nothing I don’t love about this view. Her silky skin and juicy lips. Those reading glasses that make her look like the hottest fucking librarian in the whole Midwest. My dick throbs for release but I control my urges in favor of giving her what she needs.
“Clive,”she says, convulsing in her chair. “I’m coming.”
My jaw burns but I keep going. Her nails dig into my scalp as she comes and I bite the flesh of her thigh to stop myself from crying out, too. She gasps and flinches but she doesn’t stop the beautiful ruin taking over her.
I continue eating her, focusing on her entrance to give her sensitive clit a break. She’ll stop me when she’s ready… but I’m not ready to stop yet.
Nora gazes down at me, breathing hard as her lips curl. “Not bad, temp,” she says.
I plunge my tongue inside of her and she slaps my forehead.
“No, no…” she scolds, still smiling. “If you don’t stop now, I might never let you…”
I pull out and kiss her inner thighs. “I suppose it would look suspicious if I spent all day in here,” I say.
She hums with pleasure as she caresses my cheeks. “Whatever happened to it’s the 21st century? No one cares about that kind of thing anymore…”
“Nora, I was so desperate to get into your pants, I would have said anything.”
Her jaw drops. “I knew it! You filthy, little liar.”
I laugh and catch her wrist before she can slap me. “I’m only here for another few weeks,” I point out as I leave a few kisses on her knuckles. “Then, I won’t be your employee anymore. No one…” I spread her knees a little wider, “will give…” and kiss her thighs again, “a single fuck.”
She combs her fingers through my hair, encouraging me to continue my trek back to her dripping slit.
“What if…” she says, “your employment at Black Book wasn’t so temporary?”
I raise my head. “What do you mean?”
“I mean that our company sees great value in keeping you around on a more permanent basis,” she says, her lips curling. “Accounting, for instance, is always in need of a second pair of eyes.”
“Are you sure?” I smirk. “We both know that I’m not the best at doing that.”
“What about the creative department?” she offers instead. “We’re starting development on a sister app. One more focused on matching people based on sexual kink.”
I lean away slightly. “You are?”
She nods. “We need an expert to help determine what kinks go best together with certain lifestyles.” She runs her finger along my brow. “Naturally, I thought of you.”
“Oh, I’m an expert now?” I ask, amused.
“You know more than I do. You have connections with others who might know more than that.” She smiles. “Just think about it, okay?”
I sit back on my knees. “Are you serious about this?”