“You’re too tempting.” The words were issued more as a growl.
I tugged on his trousers until I had freer access. He brushed the rough pads of his fingers down my face ever so lightly, taking a deep breath and holding it after doing so. My panties were already damp, soon to be completely wet. This was so naughty, but I just couldn’t help myself.
Maybe I’d read one too many filthy romance books where the heroine performed this very salacious act. The thought of someone coming into his office made this another forbidden moment and we’d shared several.
At least no one could see who was under the desk, but they would notice the wicked smile on his face.
I darted out my tongue, licking the tip. The taste of him was tangy yet sweet. While I was cramped in the small space, excitement continued roaring through me. I could find myself enjoying this at least once a day.
Wouldn’t that be a kick? Imagine the staff learning of our naughty tryst. As I stroked the base, I licked down the underside, thrilled by his guttural sounds. I had him by the balls. Almost literally. I slid my hand between them, cupping and squeezing while I rolled my hand up to the tip.
Dots of pre-cum leaked from his sensitive slit and I engulfed them immediately. The sweetness slickened my throat and I wanted more. I craved licking up every drop. Maybe mythoughts weren’t very ladylike, but I was beginning to like the new me. Bold. Daring.
Refusing to accept anything less than what I wanted.
It felt good to be in control, even if he had a fistful of my hair. He slid further down in the chair, splaying his legs as wide open as the confines of the desk would allow. I swiped my tongue across his ball sac, inhaling his rich, musky aroma.
I had a feeling his scent would linger for some time. When I pulled one testicle into my mouth, he shuddered audibly. He had a way of fueling me with every movement and every sound.
With my eyes closed, I sucked on first one ball before the other, finally zigging and zagging my tongue as I brushed it along the veined side of his shaft. When I engulfed his cock, he pressed my head down, forcing me to take him down by several inches.
My jaws were instantly tight, aching from the wide girth. How could any man be this huge?
“That’s it, baby. Take all of me.” His voice was almost unrecognizable, the gruff tone laced with a seductive husk. He pushed my head again until the tip hit the back of my throat.
I did my best to breathe while sucking, my tongue swirling back and forth.
The next sound I heard further ignited the fire.
His cell phone.
I sensed Sebastian was fumbling to reach it. I almost choked from starting to giggle just as he answered the call.
“Sebastian Winfield.”
He exhaled in an exaggerated tone as I twisted my hand around the base of his shaft as I maneuvered my body so I could more easily suck while he talked. Why did the thought turn me on so much?
Because I was a very bad girl at heart.
“Francis. It’s good to hear from you.” Sebastian had easily regrouped, his voice completely professional.
Meanwhile, I sucked in earnest while running his balls through my fingers.
“That’s a generous offer and something I’ll definitely consider.”
I managed to get almost every inch in my mouth, holding still for a few seconds as he stroked my head, petting me like I was his favorite kitty.
“Ms. Taylor? Yes, you’re right. She’s a vital member of my team. I’ll let her know you asked about her.”
I pulled his shaft all the way out, teasing him by darting tiny licks across his cockhead.
He pressed his hand over the microphone area of his phone and peered down at me. “Suck, baby girl. Just suck me dry.”
There was no reason to hesitate or stop. I was enjoying the hell out of myself, resuming my task as he finished up the call. After he tossed the phone onto his desk, he let out a deep sigh.
“You made quite the impression, Ms. Taylor. I assume I’ll need to give you a raise.”
“Mmm…” I had my mouth stuffed and preferred not answering. It would break my concentration and I was determined to have him come inside my mouth.