Page 49 of David's Proposal

He looks at me, slowly running the edge of his teeth over his bottom lip.

“Yes?”

“Sometimes I run a special…” I say. “And I let them eat me out for free.”

He bites his lip hard, unable to crush his grin.

“Good play, beautiful redhead…” he says, discreetly adjusting his package.

“What else do you do for free?”

“I add free bonuses all the time, like, um… They can stop by my house in the middle of the night and flash their headlights, and I walk out wearing only a flimsy robe and slippers to give them a blow job in the comfort of their cars.”

His eyes laugh, his lip locked under his teeth.

“Go on.”

“I can do that on campus as well. At the end of the school day or during the day, if I’m on a break and their cars have tinted windows. But if they stop by at my place, I’ll suck them off––naked. They like it a lot when I undo their flies and pull out their throbbing erections––''

“Okay, enough,” he says, laughing and grabbing my elbow to nudge me away from his hotel suite.

“Would you be interested in something like that, sir?” I ask facetiously, walking with him down the hallway.

“I’ll think about it,” he says,tapping the elevator button.

His hand is still on me.

“You’re my favorite client,” I add, studying his profile.

He shoots me a side-eyed glance before the doors ding and slide open.

“Well, then… You’ll need to prove that to me if you want me to believe you,” he rasps while I step in, and his fist hits the button to keep the doors open so the elevator doesn’t move.

His move pulls me out of my play. My smile melts off my face, my lips open.

“Are you serious?” I ask, peeking out from the elevator.

The corridor is silent, but what if someone comes this way.

“Get on your knees. No one will see you.”

“David?”

“Get on your knees, Elizabeth,” he says softly, and my mouth waters at the thought that I’d be sucking on him soon.

I pull my hands out of my pockets, untie my belt, and let my jacket slide to the floor.

He wedges his foot between the doors so they stay open without pressing the button, his back blocking the sight of anyone who might walk down the corridor.

“It will ring.”

“It won’t,” he says.

“Let’s do it, baby. I want to come in your mouth.”

He grabs my chin, brings my lips to him, and sucks the breath out of me with his sensual kiss before pushing me down without finesse.

He undoes his buckle while I pull his zipper down and take him out. He’s hard like concrete.

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