Page 9 of Love Potions and Paperwork

“Of course, Miss Randall,” the faun chirped, appearing in the doorway moments later with the click of her heels dulling as she stepped onto the carpet.

Eugine slid the thin gusset of my panties to the side while I tried to look busy on my computer, clicking through my overflowing email inbox absently while Diane flitted about the room collecting pages.

His tongue snaked around my core, exploring my arousal-coated folds and entrance, sucking and flicking as he went.

My thighs tightened around his head as his tongue pushed inside me, probing at my entrance and lapping along my sensitive inner walls. I bit my lip, having to retype the same line of text several times because of my distracted fingers.

“Fuck,” I hissed, heat crawling up my chest and neck in a flush of rosy colour.

“Did you say something?” Diane asked, pausing collecting the pages to reorder them by number.

“N—” I started, just as Eugine found a new target, dragging his tongue and teeth over my clit—unbearably sensitive thanks to the effects of the potion—breaking off into a gasp. “—o! Not feeling very well today.”

“Sorry to hear it,” Diane tutted insincerely, clicking her tongue as she continued to thumb through the documents.

Eugine’s hands passed up my legs, taking his time to enjoy the glide of my stockings as the flat of his tongue worked over the tight bud of nerves, making my legs twitch with every touch. He pressed his palms against my inner thighs, making room for his shoulders.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was smiling. His fingers teased along my entrance and I swallowed a moan, leaning forward to rest my chin on my hand like I wasreallyinto Tulla’s latest pitch on jewellery made from natural river stones for Kelpies. Slowly, he circled me, my back straightening in an effort to push myself closer to him, to force him to finally fill me with his stupidly long fingers.

Diane was pacing again, picking up the last of the pages, but I ignored her.

Not that I could focus on much of anything as Eugine finally answered my unspoken demand, slipping two fingers into my slick centre and scissoring them, loosening my muscles and making me squirm.

Gods, hereallyknew what he was doing.

He fucked me lazily, like we had all the time in the world as he alternated between curling his fingers to reach my g-spot and teasing my clit with his mouth.

I was so, so close to just laying my head on the desk and moaning, not giving a fuck who heard me, when Diane spoke again.

“There’s a page missing,” she complained.

“Then find it,” I hissed through clenched teeth, staring daggers into my computer screen.

Just a little more, and I was sure I was going to come, the threads of pleasure Eugine was weaving quickly culminating in what promised to be a spectacular finish.

“Oh! There it is!” the faun said cheerfully, a fake, too-sweet smile plastered on her face as she rounded the desk to bend for the page.

If she so much as turned her eyes, we weresobusted.

The thrill of nearly getting caught mixed with the alternation of sucks and Eugine’s twisting fingers sent me over the edge, my muscles twitching as sparks of pleasure danced on every nerve ending with my release.

My thighs snapped shut, trapping his face between them as I shuddered, fighting to keep my face neutral and swallow my moan at the same time.

Diane—oblivious to the earth-shattering orgasm of my dirtiest fantasies— set the page into its rightful spot in the document, smoothing the papers before setting them into my inbound tray. “Anything else I can help you with, Miss Randall?”

“No, that’s more than enough,” I said weakly, my hand going under the desk to push Eugine’s overeager face away from where he continued his onslaught on my pussy.

“I’m going for my lunch, just a ring away if you need anything!” she reminded me like that wasn’t the exact reason I hired her, leaving the office and closing the door behind her.

I pushed away from my desk, glancing down to look at Eugine’s face, shiny with my release.

“Have you always been able to do that?” I asked breathlessly, my heartbeat still racing.

“No, had a bit of practice.” he teased with a lopsided grin.

He needed to be naked.Now.

I was nearly lost enough to the effects of the potion to follow through with the insane thought when my email dinged.

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