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I don’t want to stop to think more about it. I just want to experience this with him. To live in the moment. God only knows if I’ll be allowed to have this again.
My free hand moves to the waistband of his shorts, and I curl my forefinger underneath it, pulling those shorts down. Robbie’s breath catches for a moment, and I stop, not wanting to go too far without his permission.
“Okay?” I mouth, and he dips his chin.
It’s all I need to tug that fabric right down. It pools at his feet, leaving him in compression shorts. I want those off too. I want to fall to the floor and suck his dick, but he doesn’t let me. Probably realizing I just hurt my knees. So instead, heleans forward slightly, his lips hitting the skin of my neck as his own hands tug on the elastic of my shorts. My hips arch up, feeling the brush of his mouth against my neck, making me shiver.
He wants my dick out.
What’s he going to do?
Oh fuck, surprise me, Robbie. I want my mind to be blown.
With a flick of his hands, my shorts are on the floor, my dick out, and Robbie makes the cutest fucking whimper as he pulls away and looks at it.
It makes my cock twitch.
He likes what he sees.
He wets his lips as his fingers curl under the end of my shirt and yank it over my head. I just let him do it, my hat tumbling to the desk as I put myself completely on display.
His eyes flick up to my head, and his mouth parts, panting.
Then he leans over, grabs my cap, and puts it back on my head. Backward. Just the way he seems to want it.
“Fuck,” he whispers, his fingers moving as well as he takes me in.
I lift a hand and point to him, to his still-clothed body, and his already pink cheeks darken.
He shakes his head and moves toward me, signing something else as he steps between my legs and grabs onto my dick. I jerk slightly at the feeling of his bare skin on mine. I want more. I want the entirety of him pressed against me, but I don’t get the chance, am unable to tell him what I wantbecause he’s falling to his knees between my spread legs and dragging his hands up my thighs.
Oh, this is a very bad idea, getting head at work, at a business I own, and yet I don’t stop him.
I just hold my breath as he pulls my balls forward and drags his tongue up them. My chin hits my chest as I watch him, those dark eyelashes fluttering, the way his hands grab onto my hips, pulling me closer.
His tongue licks up the base of my cock, along that thick vein that’s pulsing now.
This is a dream come true. I can’tbelievethis is happening.
The hottest guy on Earth is going to suck my cock.
His fingers dig into my skin, and his mouth closes over the tip of me. It’s almost too much, the way I’ve waited for this. The way I’ve fantasized. I’m so close to coming, and he’s barely touched me. His hand wraps around the base of my cock, stroking me all while sucking on the tip. Like a lollipop.
I swallow back a groan as his eyes peer up at me, dark and shining.
Ohgod, this is so fucking hot.
I didn’t expect this when I woke up this morning. I didn’t even expect to see him, and yet here he is, between my legs, getting me off with his hand and tongue.
Suddenly, there’s a knock on the door, which only I hear. And a second later, without warning, Rhett appears.
Everything goes wrong after that.
Rhett’s eyes widen at the scene before him. Robbie pulls away frantically. But instead of falling backward, he ends up with his face in my groin, and the sensation of him being thisclose to me, the feel of him, the sight of him, undoes me entirely.
My dick jerks and explodes, right against his cheek, splattering him with cum. And the sound I make as I do it, a high-pitched wail of embarrassment and pleasure, is one that I’ll never live down.
The door slams shut, and I stare down at Robbie, who looks mortified, scrambling to stand up as my mess drips down his neck.
