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“Mm, you feel so good,” she whispered, licking her way down my chest and my abs, kissing my pelvis and running her hand over my ass. My cheeks tensed beneath her palm, and I waited. She licked me like I was ice cream, teasing me with fleeting flutters against my shaft. I gritted my teeth.

“Fuck,” I said, holding her face and sticking my thumb into her mouth, opening it up while I envisioned my cock submerged in the dark, warm, wet hole. When she sucked on my thumb, enclosing that warmth around me, making me feel just how soft it was, I shook. “Please,” I said.

And she smiled. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever begged before, but I was going out of my mind. She turned to Jared. “Come here,” she said, wrapping her hand around his cock just as she wrapped her mouth around mine.

Chapter 36

Anthony

Impatiencewassuffocatingmeand it threatened to be the death of me as I paced up and down Jared’s office. The clock on the wall took its sweet, aggravating time ticking by. My legs trembled as I waited because I needed to cum before those ten minutes came. Mario and Tiffany had left the office seven minutes ago. That was basically ten minutes, right? I was not going to wait three more minutes. What difference would it make?

Not a single fuck was given about whether or not anyone was looking at me as I raced toward the elevator. They didn’t need to know what I was in a rush for. Maybe I got an urgent call. It wasn’t their business. I was so happy no one else got on the elevator, which allowed me to be on the associates floor in less than a minute. I hurried toward the file room. Again, no one had to know why I was walking so fast. Maybe I had to pass on a message to someone in there or I needed to collect a file urgently.

Pushing open the door, I was immediately hit by sounds of grunts, groans, wet noises, and moans. Oh shit, I’d already been semi-hard before opening the door and I was bulging by the time I closed it, putting the lock on it. Clothes started flying off my body on my way toward them as I tossed my loose-fitted beige corduroy jacket to one side and tugged my white t-shirt over my head before crumpling it and tossing to the other side. I unbuckled my black slacks as I walked, stepping out of them and kicking them aside to enter into a scene that left my dick dripping with precum.

Mario and Jared’s heads were tossed back as Tiffany crouched before them, the curve of her bottom hovered over the floor, the smoothness of her back arched as she sucked Jared off and jerked off Mario.

“Fuck,” I whispered, but they couldn’t hear me over Tiffany’s gobbling and their groans. I started to stroke my own dick and run my hand across the hairs on my chest. Jerking myself off felt good but I wanted some of what they were having.

“Shit,” Jared grunted, gripping her hair and bouncing her head on top of him until she gagged and popped her mouth off him. He dipped to kiss her before she moved her mouth over to Mario. Both Jared and Mario spotted me and jumped a little.

“Fuck, man. You scared the shit out of me,” Jared said.

“I know, right? He’s like a fucking ghost, silent as hell, just watching us,” Mario said, gasping as Tiffany pulled her mouth away to turn and look at me.

“Mmm,” she moaned, smiling before she got up and walked over to me. “I can’t wait to taste you,” she said, kissing me on the neck, stroking my low but scraggly beard, tugging on my chest hair before bending over to take me in her mouth.

I sighed, running my hand over her back as I humped her mouth. Mario and Jared exchanged looks with each other before moving forward to her exposed ass. I wasn’t sure but I was sensing a bit of competition between them. That was hilarious, but I could relate.

Mario got to her first, massaging her ass and rubbing his dick against her. She moaned, pausing to look over her shoulder as she stroked me with her hand.

“Do you want me?” Mario asked.

“Mmhm, yes, please.” She nodded, biting her lip. I wanted to see her face as he entered her, so I tilted her head toward me, watching as her mouth parted, feeling her breath on my finger when she gasped and moaned, witnessing the fluttering of her lashes as her eyes rolled over.

“Mm, yes,” she whined, before enclosing me in her mouth again.

The sound of Mario’s dick slapping her pussy and her echoing moans had me close. I had to pull myself from her mouth for a few seconds as I wrapped my hand around my dick, squeezing it as if begging it not to give out—not yet. Mario swore and reached for the back of her neck before he pulled her back against him. Her soft ass was pressed up against his hips and her arched back made her ass appear bigger as he had one hand around her stomach and another around her neck, holding her taut while he pounded the shit out of her.

“Yes, yes,” she cried, and her eyes were squeezed so tightly, I was sure she forgot that we were in the room as her body clenched and she started vibrating against him. He kept on going, bending his knees and pounding her even harder, prompting her to scream out in pleasure, crying actual tears. What the fuck got into Mr. Tender today? He was a fucking animal, and I was inspired.

As I watched sweat drip from her neck, between her breasts and down her stomach, my eyes were brought to her tuft of hair and my mind to her pearl. Walkinig over to her, I tugged Mario’s hand away from her neck as I pressed my finger against her clit and sucked on her lips, loving the way she breathed and moaned in my mouth. He pounded her hole and I jerked her off, sucking the fuck out of her tongue. She threw her hand in my curls and tugged my head backward as she came, flopping over me, biting into my neck and clutching my shoulders.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” I said as her nails dug into my shoulder and she started breathing as if she was about to pass out. “You all right there?” I asked, and her laugh was breathy as she nodded. I reached for her legs and pulled her off Mario. He shook as her body left his. “Need a break?” I asked her, wrapping her legs around me.

“No,” she said, dipping to kiss me.

“You sure?” I asked.

“I’m sure,” she said, looking into my eyes and running her hand through my hair so that I could feel her fingers graze my scalp, sending electricity straight to my dick.

“Good,” I groaned, lifting her over my erection, bouncing her against it before holding her body flush against me and pounding her pussy without much breathing room between my shaft and her hole.

“Oh my goodness,” she gasped, flopping her head against mine before resting it on my shoulder, tugging on my hair, moaning. She felt so good pressed up so close against my dick. It made her feel tighter than ever and allowed me to go deeper.

Our bodies were soaked with sweat and she was slipping from me, but she felt too good for me to stop. I wrapped my arms around her back, holding her tight as I fucked her, but eventually her slipping legs started to flail.

“Fuck,” I grunted, and she started laughing as I walked her over to the desk to lay her down on her back.

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