Page 26 of Good Girl
But I guess, right now, I’m going to have to content myself with using the skills I’ve already honed to give her a reward for all the hard work she’s been putting in.
My version of giving back to those in need.
And I want to see a smile back on that pretty face of hers.
‘You should take a proper break for a while,’ I suggest. ‘It can’t be healthy to sit at a laptop for so long.’
‘I can’t. I’ve got so much to do,’ she mumbles.
‘Perhaps you need a lesson in priorities.’
‘Hmm?’ is all she says to this, already engrossed again in what she’s reading on the screen.
Okay. Time to get serious.
Getting up from the desk I move round to where she’s sitting and pull the wheelie office chair backwards, away from the desk.
‘Let me help you.’
She blinks at me in surprise, a cute little frown pulling at her brows. ‘Help me? What do you mean?’
I don’t answer. Instead I climb under the desk, then pull her chair towards me so she’s back in her original position and I’m trapped under the desk. ‘Spread your legs,’ I instruct her.
‘What are you going to do?’ she asks with a nervous quaver in her voice.
‘You’ll see. Just do it.’
I think for a moment that she’s going to refuse, but when she sees how serious I am she does as I ask, her legs quivering a little as she pushes them as far apart as the chair will allow.
‘Now start reading what’s on the screen aloud to me.’
‘But it won’t make much sense out of context...’ she begins to argue.
I dismiss her argument by sliding my hands between her thighs to find her underwear, which I tug to one side, exposing her beautiful pussy.
‘What are you doing?’ She gasps.
‘Just read,’ I demand, reaching in my pocket to find the vibrator I’d stashed there earlier. ‘And don’t stop, no matter what happens.’
She peers down into the gap between her body and the desk and sees what’s in my hand. Her eyes go wide. ‘What are you going to do with that?’
I smile and turn it on to vibrate. ‘Something good,’ I promise her. ‘Now read.’
‘Wait, Sandro, you really don’t need to—’
‘I want to do this, Juno,’ I interrupt. ‘It’s going to give me just as much pleasure as you, believe me. Now do as I say.’
So she begins to read the technical-sounding article out loud, her voice shaking a little with anticipation. It shakes even more as I slip my hand back between her legs and gently strum the tip of the vibrator, first up one soft, creamy-skinned thigh, then the other. She lets out a breathy giggle of surprise, but to her credit she doesn’t stop reading.
I’m rock-hard as I listen to the wobble in her soft, smoky voice and have to force myself to concentrate as I continue the buzz between her legs, this time moving the vibrator all the way up to stroke between her pussy lips.
She yelps in surprise and loses her thread for a moment so I withdraw the vibrator until she starts reading again, then put it back in the same spot, smiling to myself when this time she doesn’t stop, even though it’s clear she’s having trouble concentrating. Every time I glide it over her clitoris her voice jumps a little and I relish the way her words become more and more ragged and broken as she finds it increasingly difficult to keep reading out loud. My cock throbs against the confines of my trousers, but I doggedly continue with my task, determined to give her the reward I promised myself I would. Just seeing the way her body is twitching with the need to come is giving me tremendous pleasure.
And then her words start to slur and jumble together as if her brain is switching its focus fully to the sensations building between her legs and is no longer sending the right signals to her mouth.
‘Oh, God, Sandro... Oh, oh, oh! I can’t... I can’t...’ She squeaks as the sensation clearly reaches a peak and her body begins to shudder with her orgasm.
Her fingers gripping the arms of the chair are white as she rides the climax, and I push her back from the desk to see she has her eyes screwed shut and that her face is flushed with colour.
