Page 43 of Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

Her mouth drops open and she raises her eyebrows. “Back… to work?”

“I don’t think so.” I shake my head at her and crook my finger in a come-hither motion.

Tossing the papers onto my desk, I stand and stalk toward her with predatory strides. With each step, Selena slowly backs away until she’s pressed against the frosted glass wall. Her eyes scan the room, searching for a way out, until I close her in with my arms on each side of her.

“What do you want?” she whispers, her chest rapidly rising and falling with each breath.

I skim my fingers beneath the hem of her skirt, teasing her lace-covered pussy. “I want my little slut to choke on my cock.”

Her breath hitches as she holds my gaze.

“Will you be a good girl and gag for me?”

She whimpers, and the outline of her nipples becomes visible against her silk blouse. I slide my hand into her panties and rub agonizingly slow circles over her throbbing clit. Her frustrated cries grow louder when I give it a tug, and she tries to clench her thighs shut, but my hand forces them open.

“Can you be quiet for me? While I shove my dick down your throat?”

She nods her head, then drops to her knees. Her hands are braced on my thighs as she nuzzles her face against my hardening length.

“Take it out,” I demand, and she instantly complies.

Selena looks up at me with a kittenish grin while undoing my pants and gently removing my cock. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips before she glances back at me for permission.

“It won’t suck itself, baby.” I grip her hair and drag her closer. “Now, open wide and take me to the back of your throat.”

She goes all in, forgoing her usual teasing licks, and instead swallows me down until she’s bobbing and gagging with tears spilling down her pretty face.

“Goddamn, you’re beautiful when you suck my dick.”

Her red lips wrap tightly around me and she hollows out her cheeks to create the perfect amount of suction. Then, she grazes her teeth along my sensitive flesh and my knees buckle while my eyes begin to roll back.

“Make me come, baby. I wanna see it painted all over your tongue.”

She moans around me and I sense myself getting close.

“Play with your pussy while you suck me off. I know how wet you get when you have a dick in your mouth.”

Her eyes shimmer with half warning and half lust. But I push her limits and force her face farther down on my cock until she quickly pulls back and gasps for air.

“You tapping out, baby?” I know my girl’s as stubborn as I am and she’ll never give up until she gets what she wants.

“Not even close… sir.” Then she dives back in, using one hand to stroke the base of my dick and the other to get herself off.

Her movements become jerky and rushed, and I know she’s close to coming. “Get there. I’m close too,” I confess.

When she pops off my dick and her mouth parts from her orgasm, I give my cock a few fast strokes before spurting my cumin her mouth and on her chin. Her release drips onto the floor and I’m tempted to make her lick it up. But the need to kiss her is overwhelming, so I opt for that instead. I lift her by the arms and slam my mouth to hers, tasting my own salty release before she drinks it down with a vampish smirk.

“Is that what you wanted?” she asks.

“You know how this works. You have to give if you want to receive.”

“Hmmm. Do I get to receive now?”

“If you’re a good girl for the rest of the day, then you’llreceiveall night.”

“Promises, promises.” She pecks my lips before turning toward my private bathroom to get cleaned up.

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