Page 107 of Injustice and Absolution

He leads me to his wall of monitors above the horizontal file cabinet before sitting behind his computer. I know what he’s doing, and I don’t want any part of it.

“Drew...” I turn to him, covering myself with my arms. “Please just delete it...”

He looks at me with a serious stare.

“First of all, never hide yourself from me.” When his eyes shift to my hands, cupping my breasts, I slowly remove them.

“Good girl,” he winks, and the twinge of desire returns to my lower belly.

He turns back to the computer screen, and I hear him tap out a few keystrokes followed by a click of the mouse as he continues speaking. “Second, I’m fucking dying to watch your performance again. There’s no way I’m deleting this clip. Ever.”

He walks back over to me then turns me to face the screen. He stands with his chest to my back, and I feel him tug at the elastic band of my thong before I hear the sound of fabric ripping. The band loosens as both it and the money that was tucked into it floats to the ground.

“This is Haven’s outfit, Drew.”

“I’ll make sure she’s reimbursed for it. Plus, I never want anyone else wearing it ever again. I want to remember howyoulooked in it and you alone.”

His words strengthen the building fire within me, and my desire vibrates back to life. His chin rests on my shoulder as he whispers in my ear, “I want to play while we enjoy the show together.”

The moment I hear the DJ announcing me on the screen, Drew pushes his knee through my legs, opening them wider. Snaking his arms around my body, one hand lands on my breast as the other slithers between my slit.

“Mmm,” he moans, feeling the wetness settled there. “Were you wet for me on stage, pretty girl?”

“Yes,” I pant, my breath hitching.

As the music begins, his fingers tweak my nipple at the same moment as his other fingers tickle my clit. A zing of electricity runs haywire through my body, shocking me and sending pins and needles all the way to my hands and feet. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes me.

“Look at those men, Delilah... See their expressions?” His movements pick up as he speaks. My breathing increases, but Drew mistakes the source of my lust. “Look at that... Your chest heaves stronger as you watch them with their eyes glued to you.”

“No, I…” I protest, weakly. I do see the men on the screen, but I don’t care about them. I only care about how one man views me, and that’s Drew.

“You can’t deny it, Delilah. You can’t tell me these men aren’t infatuated with you... Withmygirl...”

I abandon my previous challenge and relax into his hold. It’s hard with these clodhoppers on my feet, but I choose to focus on Drew’s fingers anyway.

As we continue watching, I feel Drew’s cock digging into my ass, even from beneath his jeans. He rubs against me, moaning as the friction builds more pleasure within him.

He removes his hand from my nipple briefly, then I feel his knuckles on my ass. I hear his belt coming loose before he unzips his pants, then I feel them slide down the backs of my legs as they drop.

Drew’s breathing increases, and when I look behind me, I see his fist closed tightly around his cock as he rubs it vigorously up and down his shaft.

He removes his hand from between my legs, and I hear him laugh softly when I whine.

“Just a minute, sexy girl,” he pants, as he removes his shirt and falls to his knees behind me. “Bend over for me, Delilah. Put your hands on the file cabinet to hold yourself up.”

Fueled by both lust and curiosity, I do as he says. He runs his hands over my hips and ass as though he’s exploring my body for the first time all over again. I can only see so much of him through my spread legs, but I can see his cock.

Fisting it again, he leans forward, and a second later, I feel his tongue on me.

“Oh god... Drew,” I moan loudly, my eyes closing with the weight of my lust.

I only open them when I feel Drew’s hands at my feet. Tugging the shoes off me, finally, he tosses them to the side. With his tongue still sliding in and out of my pussy, he brings his hands to my ass cheeks, spreading me wide so he can explore what’s between them.

He licks up, climbing until he reaches my tight ring of nerves. Pushing his tongue inside of it feels incredible. It’s not something I’ve experienced before. It’s not something I thought I’d ever want to experience, but right now, withthisDrew, and as worked up as I am...

It’s fucking heaven.

Drew takes his time back there, relaxing me, working me further into a frenzy before lifting one of my legs and spinning around so his back is against the file cabinet, and my pussy is perfectly in line with his mouth.

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