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“I appreciate that. I’m guessing you got the latest reports on the fragrance additive?” Maybe if I just chat for a second, he’ll leave, and I can turn Nicolette over my knee and paint her ass red, the little shit.
Dad rubs his hands together in glee. “This is so exciting. You and Nicolette really do make a wonderfully innovative team.”
The woman in question sucks me so hard, I go cross-eyed, seeing two of my father sitting in front of me.
“I hope we’re paying her enough,” he continues. “Do you think we should give her a raise?”
This is so fucked up. We’re sitting here discussing giving Nicolette an increase in pay while my goddamn cock is in her mouth.
“I think… whatever you think is best,” I rasp as she tickles my balls, andgood god almighty! She knows what that does to me. Women always like to fondle my testicles, rolling them between their fingers or squeezing them, but that does nothing for me. Nicolette is the only one who has ever given me the light touch I need, and it drives me wild.
“Good,” Dad says, pleased. “I’ll secure that with payroll tomorrow. We definitely want to keep Dr. Bell.”
“Agreed,” I say because it’s the god’s honest truth. I can’t imagine ever letting this little ball-tickling brat go.
Needing to get my dad out of here, I subtly unlock my phone and send Phoenix a 9-1-1 text. That’s the signal we use if one of us needs the other to call with an interruption, though my twin is usually the one summoning me to call so I can get him out of a boring meeting that’s droned on too long. Well, he fucking owes me.
A second later, my phone rings, and it’s the most glorious sound I’ve ever heard. Putting on my best apologetic smile, I waggle my phone at my father. “Sorry, Dad. That’s Phoenix. We’re supposed to have a, uh, a phone meeting about the packaging ideas for the men’s skin care line.”
“Ah, yes! Another brilliant idea. I’ll just get out of your hair.” He stands, and I stay seated but reach across the desk to shake his hand, which causes my dick to go deeper into Nicolette’s mouth. I hear a little gagging noise, and clear my throat, hoping Dad didn’t notice it.
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I tell him.
“Okay, son.” I think he’s about to walk out the door, but he turns back. “I’m really happy for you and Nicolette. I think she’s a lovely young woman, and you deserve to be happy.”
Thelovely young womantickles my balls again, and I swear on my life, I’m going to strangle her.
My phone is still ringing so I answer it, saying a quick, “Thanks, Dad. Gotta get this,” followed by a “Hey, Phoenix. Thanks for calling.”
A chuckle sounds in my ear as my father exits and thankfully closes the door behind him. “Got stuck talking to the old man, huh?” my twin says at the same time Nicolette shoves her mouth down my shaft and does some kind of magical shit with her tongue.
“Goddamn, I’m coming,” I groan, grabbing Nicolette’s hair and fucking roughly up into her mouth as my head drops back. “That’s it, baby. Take it all.”
“Holy fucking shit, are you getting a blowie right now?” Phoenix blurts before yelling, “You go, Nicolette!” And then quieter, “Hey, dude, can you put me on speaker?”
“Fuck off,” I say, tapping my thumb against the screen to disconnect the call as I spill down Nicolette’s slim throat. “God, you’re such a bad fucking girl.”
“I’m still here,” Phoenix chimes in, and I realize I must have missed the button with my thumb. “I think you’re supposed to call her a good girl, bro.”
I do my best to focus on my phone—because I’m still fucking coming—and disconnect for real this time, relaxing back in the chair while my girl sucks my soul from my body.
When I’m completely dry with my head lolling to the side, Nicolette finally pulls off me and grins from beneath the desk.
“How’s my lipstick?”
I look at the smudges around the outside of her mouth and grin. “We might need to work on a blow-job-proof formula.”
She kisses my tip and says, “I’ll put that on the schedule for next year.”
CHAPTER THIRTY
The pussy spoon incident
Helix
Now that I’ve regained the use of my legs, I begin to right my clothes while Nicolette grins smugly at me. “You’re coming home with me tonight,” I tell her. “I was going to fuck you on my desk, but I think we need more privacy.”
A delighted shudder dances through her body, and I smile at her reaction.
