Page 67 of Crave Me

My breath hitches as I wait for him to call me forward. He doesn’t make me wait long, and my mouth is suddenly salivating, wanting him.

“Crawl to me, princess.”

And I do. Crawling across the hardwood floors of my boss’ office, I’m eager to get between his legs. He moves out a little further, spinning to the side and opening his legs for me to sitin the center of them. He reaches down and strokes my head sweetly.

“Such a good girl. Go ahead, take out my cock.”

I do as I’m told, pulling his belt through the loops and unbuckling his pants. He lifts off the chair so I can pull his pants down his legs. His big cock springs free, his piercings on full display. I meet his eyes, waiting for permission to finally put him in my mouth. He moves his hands to the side of my throat, pulling me into his crotch. I stick out my tongue, dragging it over his balls and sucking one of them into my mouth. He moans as he releases my neck, moving to thread his hands through my hair, pulling it out of my face.

I grip him, his cock heavy in my hand as I rub my thumb back and forth over the lowest barbell. The room is quiet except for Dallas’ heavy breathing. I lick up over each of his piercings, running my tongue along the cool metal until I reach the tip. My tongue swirls around the head, flicking at it before sucking him into my mouth. I drop my head down, pulling as much of him into my mouth as I can. He’s so big, filling me quickly. I pull back up, dragging my teeth up his length in a way that I know will make him go feral for me.

“That’s it, fucking suck it, Blaire, give me those teeth.” I double down on my effort, going down as far as I can, tears springing to my eyes, and suck hard back up to the tip, dragging my teeth. His hand moves to the back of my head, pressing me down farther than I’ve gone before, my gags audible as I struggle to breathe.

“Breathe through your nose, baby girl.”

I do, small breaths in and out as he holds me down on him, his dick down my throat. I gag once more as he pulls me back up. I heave in a breath right before he does it again, sliding me down and holding me there, forcing me to swallow around him.His phone rings and I startle, trying to pull back. He lets me, a devilish smirk on his face.

Oh, fuck.

“Better be quiet, princess, I have an important call to take.”

My eyes must be huge because he just chuckles before answering his office phone and pressing a button on the pad.

“This is Dallas.”

“Hey, man, it’s me,” Sawyer’s voice rings out over the speaker.

Dallas’ hand moves to the back of my head again, pushing me to continue to suck him off. I look up at him, pleading and he mouths “suck it now.”

I tighten my hand around him like a vise grip and his hips jerk forward. He fucking likes it, the asshole. I drop my head back down, sucking hard, tears leaking from my eyes, and pull back, returning to the tip and desperately suckling on it.

“You wanted to talk? What’s the issue now, Dal? If this is about the article . . .”

“I get that it’s good for the distillery, what I don’t want is to increase the number of goddamn visitors we see on our property every day. Have you run any projections for what that could possibly look like for us? Are we even in a position to handle a mass uptick? The supply isn’t going to meet the demand if we climb too quickly.”

His hips buck into my face as he continues to talk to Sawyer, his hand grabbing a fistful of my hair.

“Jesus, fuck, Dallas. Of course I’ve run the numbers. After Carter did. And our CFO. And our product manager. And every other fucking person involved. The question is, have you looked at them? Have you run your own?”

I swirl my tongue around and move my hand between us, cupping his balls tightly in my hand. He doesn’t answer Sawyerright away, his head falling back against the chair, his grip on my hair squeezing.

“Dallas? You there?”

“Gonna need to call you back.”

Dallas slams his hand down on some buttons until the line disconnects. He returns both hands to my head, holding me still and lifting his hips, fucking my mouth. I open wide and flatten my tongue, relaxing my throat the best that I can.

“Oh, fuck yeah, baby girl. That’s it. Fuck.”

He continues to fuck my face, his hips bucking wildly. It’s so erotic and has me leaking through my panties. Sucking him off like this makes me feel so good. Powerful.

“Oh, I’m gonna come. Fucking suck it.”

His movements become choppy as his dick thickens, his balls rising up in my palm.

“Fucking take it all. Don’t spill a drop,” he growls as he comes. The moan that comes out of him is louder than it should be, but right now, I’m so lost in my Dallas bubble that I couldn’t care less.

“That’s it, baby, oh fuck, yes.”

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