him tightly, gliding up and down his slick length
as my mouth follows its path. His fingers brush down my temple, along my cheek
and across my jaw. I keep my eyes on his face, seeing the muscles in his neck
tense with each suck and his head fall back onto his chair when I lick the tip.
He moans, thrusting his hips into my movements as his hands hold my head in
place. I never was a huge fan of blow jobs, but the noises coming from Reese
right now are making this insanely hot. I wasn’t just getting him off, I was
getting myself off. My thighs are pressed tightly together as I kneel in
front of him and I know without a doubt that my panties are drenched. He pulses
against my tongue. Sucking hard, I pull him deep and let him hit the back of my
throat as I relax my muscles.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I pump him with my hand
and feel his hot release shoot into my mouth, swallowing and feeling even more
powerful in this moment than I did when I stormed into this office. His legs
tense under me and his throaty grunts cause me to suck harder, pulling every
bit out of him. He loosens his grip on my hair and gently brushes it out of my
face.
“Holy fucking shit.”
I sit back on my heels
and smile at my minor victory. He’s still desperately hard and I want to do it
again, and again. Making him come apart with my mouth has been one of the
hottest things I’ve ever done. Plus he tastes good. Really good. I glance
up into his eyes as his breathing steadies, his chest pulling at the buttons on
his dress shirt.
“I’m not sure what’s
sexier, you yelling at me or you groveling,” he says through a grin
that’s as infectious as it is adorable. I smile and bite my lip as my phone
beeps in my pocket. I quickly slip it out.
Juls: I came. Did you? Time to go,
sweets.
“Thanks for lunch,” I
say playfully, his smile still on his face as he resituates himself and stands,
offering me his hand. I place mine in his and stand on my wobbly legs. Holy
crap, I felt like Ijust came.
“That was incredible.”
He presses his lips against my softly, lingering for a moment as my phone beeps
again.
“Shit. Sorry, I have a
bakery to run. Later, handsome.” I pull away from him and turn to see him
shaking his head. “Oh by the way, I’d like my panties back.” I keep my
hand on the doorknob while waiting for his response.
“Would you?” His voice
is thick and causes me to clamp my thighs together. My urge to throw him back onto
his desk and ride him is stronger than ever.
I nod and regain my
composer. “Yes, I would. That pair happened to be a favorite of mine.”
He runs a hand through
his hair as he smooths out his tie with the other. “Too bad, they’re also a
favorite of mine.” He arches his brow and I grip the doorknob tighter. Holy
fuck. “I suppose I could get you another pair. Although, I’m not accustomed
to perusing lingerie shops, and I might get the wrong ones. Maybe you should go
with me.”
Oh man. The thought of Reese buying me panties is unbelievably hot. I can picture him,
walking around and studying each pair with his curious stare, his hands raking
through his hair when he can’t find the ones he’s looking for. I smile at the
image but quickly shake it off. I shouldn’t seem too affected by this guy. “I’m
sorry, aren’t I standing in the office of a CPA? You’re a partner right?” He
nods, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches me. “Then a smart guy like
you who I’m assuming didn’t fuck his way to the top shouldn’t have a problem
finding them on his own. Unless, you did fuck your way to the top?” I
cock an eyebrow and grin as he shakes his head, trying desperately to hold back
his smile. “You can send them by way of your flour delivery boy.” His grin
bursts through as I quickly exit his office, my cheeks burning from my flushed
state.
**
“Well?” Juls asks as we
make our way back to the bakery.
“Well nothing. He’s not
married apparently.” I keep a
as my mouth follows its path. His fingers brush down my temple, along my cheek
and across my jaw. I keep my eyes on his face, seeing the muscles in his neck
tense with each suck and his head fall back onto his chair when I lick the tip.
He moans, thrusting his hips into my movements as his hands hold my head in
place. I never was a huge fan of blow jobs, but the noises coming from Reese
right now are making this insanely hot. I wasn’t just getting him off, I was
getting myself off. My thighs are pressed tightly together as I kneel in
front of him and I know without a doubt that my panties are drenched. He pulses
against my tongue. Sucking hard, I pull him deep and let him hit the back of my
throat as I relax my muscles.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
I pump him with my hand
and feel his hot release shoot into my mouth, swallowing and feeling even more
powerful in this moment than I did when I stormed into this office. His legs
tense under me and his throaty grunts cause me to suck harder, pulling every
bit out of him. He loosens his grip on my hair and gently brushes it out of my
face.
“Holy fucking shit.”
I sit back on my heels
and smile at my minor victory. He’s still desperately hard and I want to do it
again, and again. Making him come apart with my mouth has been one of the
hottest things I’ve ever done. Plus he tastes good. Really good. I glance
up into his eyes as his breathing steadies, his chest pulling at the buttons on
his dress shirt.
“I’m not sure what’s
sexier, you yelling at me or you groveling,” he says through a grin
that’s as infectious as it is adorable. I smile and bite my lip as my phone
beeps in my pocket. I quickly slip it out.
Juls: I came. Did you? Time to go,
sweets.
“Thanks for lunch,” I
say playfully, his smile still on his face as he resituates himself and stands,
offering me his hand. I place mine in his and stand on my wobbly legs. Holy
crap, I felt like Ijust came.
“That was incredible.”
He presses his lips against my softly, lingering for a moment as my phone beeps
again.
“Shit. Sorry, I have a
bakery to run. Later, handsome.” I pull away from him and turn to see him
shaking his head. “Oh by the way, I’d like my panties back.” I keep my
hand on the doorknob while waiting for his response.
“Would you?” His voice
is thick and causes me to clamp my thighs together. My urge to throw him back onto
his desk and ride him is stronger than ever.
I nod and regain my
composer. “Yes, I would. That pair happened to be a favorite of mine.”
He runs a hand through
his hair as he smooths out his tie with the other. “Too bad, they’re also a
favorite of mine.” He arches his brow and I grip the doorknob tighter. Holy
fuck. “I suppose I could get you another pair. Although, I’m not accustomed
to perusing lingerie shops, and I might get the wrong ones. Maybe you should go
with me.”
Oh man. The thought of Reese buying me panties is unbelievably hot. I can picture him,
walking around and studying each pair with his curious stare, his hands raking
through his hair when he can’t find the ones he’s looking for. I smile at the
image but quickly shake it off. I shouldn’t seem too affected by this guy. “I’m
sorry, aren’t I standing in the office of a CPA? You’re a partner right?” He
nods, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches me. “Then a smart guy like
you who I’m assuming didn’t fuck his way to the top shouldn’t have a problem
finding them on his own. Unless, you did fuck your way to the top?” I
cock an eyebrow and grin as he shakes his head, trying desperately to hold back
his smile. “You can send them by way of your flour delivery boy.” His grin
bursts through as I quickly exit his office, my cheeks burning from my flushed
state.
**
“Well?” Juls asks as we
make our way back to the bakery.
“Well nothing. He’s not
married apparently.” I keep a
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