Page 31 of Mister President

“How’d it go?” I asked.

“It went great. They all agreed to come onboard for the events.”

“Oh yay. Congratulations!”

He’d met with a few vendors he wanted to bring on for the company events that were around the corner and Graceland Pierce, who was probably the most sought after and expensive party planner at the moment. Just having her name attached to your event was a flex.

“Thank you. When you get a moment, please send everyone who was in attendance a thank you email and let them know the planning committee will be reaching out to them by week’s end to finalize details. Then get with Sasha to let her know they are on board, and she will take it from there.”

“Will do.”

The sexy wink he shot my way went straight to my pussy. After doing what he asked, I checked the time before heading to his office. We’d be closing for lunch in a few minutes, which meant this was the perfect time for what I had in mind. As I entered his office, he was ending a call. I locked the door behind me, holding back a smile at the curiosity that covered his face.

“Uh…what’s going on, pretty girl?”

“Seeing you in boss mode made my pussy wet. I want to give you an incentive to hurry up and end things with Amanda.”

“Now?” he asked, spreading his legs as I kneeled before him.

“Right now.”

A low hum escaped him as I pulled his dick out of his boxers. It wasn’t all the way hard, but it didn’t take long for me to get him there. I grew a little nervous as he continued to grow and grow. He had the biggest dick I’d ever handled. It was long, meaty, and curved. I was afraid the thickness and length would make it harder to manage, but I was damn sure going to try.

Since it seemed like I wouldn’t be able to take all of him in, I used my hands to cover his dick completely. My mouth grew wetter, and he moaned.

“Relax and open that throat, Fi. Gag on that shit and let me in.”

His hand went to the back of my head, and he pushed it down lower. I did, in fact, gag. It seemed to turn him on, which turned me on, and it made my mouth wetter too. I was able to take more of him in. Elias was so big it didn’t take long before my jaw grew sore. Once his shaft was slick, I gave him a hand job. I looked up at him, his lowered, lust filled eyes stared at me as he bit down on his bottom lip. After a quick break, I took him back into my mouth, almost completely.

“Fuck,” he whispered, gripping my shoulders. “Just like that, baby. Keep going.” His encouragement egged me on. When I felt him throbbing inside of my mouth, my heart raced. “I’m about tocum,” he warned me, prompting me to pull him out of my mouth and stroke him with my hand. “You not gon’ swallow that shit?” he asked with a chuckle.

“No, that’s nasty.”

His head flung back as he laughed again before gently removing my hands and standing.

“You can come in my bathroom and clean up.”

“That’s it?” I asked. “You didn’t cum.”

“It’s cool.”

It took me a second to stand, but when I did, I met him in the bathroom as he wiped himself off.

“Are you upset with me?” I asked quietly.

“Not at all. I don’t want you uncomfortable or doing something you don’t want to do, but I’m too old to be cumming in my hand. You would’ve messed your clothes up if I nutted on you, and the only other option was that pretty ass face.”

I loved his vulgar mouth. It, combined with the way he smiled at me through the mirror, only made my pussy wetter.

“You can do that next time,” I assured him, hoping that would make up for me not wanting to swallow it.

“Cool.” He agreed before giving me a kiss. “What did you have in mind for lunch?”

“I don’t really have a taste for anything in particular. Let me look at a few menus we have, unless you wanted to go out for lunch?”

“You can if you want, but I’m gonna have to get something delivered. I need to finish going over these audits and reports.”

“Okay. How about a sandwich or something light so you won’t get tired?”

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