Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
He manages to drag his gaze to my face. “We’re in your office.”
“Yes.” I’m breathing too hard.
“You know what that means.”
I’m grinning and I can’t stop. “I’ll have to be quiet.”
“That’s right.” He dips his head down and presses a kiss to my pussy through the lace. I whimper, which earns me a sharp look. But he doesn’t stop kissing me until my panties are soaked. Only then does he nuzzle the fabric aside to get to my pussy. He curses at the first taste and spears me with his tongue as if he can’t get enough.
I lift my hips to rub myself against his mouth. “More,” I whisper.
He gives me more.
He eats me out until I’m shaking, but he doesn’t tip me over the edge. Jonas finally lifts his head and licks his lips. “I’m feeling greedy, baby girl. I want you to come around my cock.”
“Yes.” I’m already nodding. I nudge him back and climb shakily to my feet. While he does the same, I shove my panties off, bend over my desk, and lift my dress. “Like this, Daddy?”
His rough curse is music to my ears. His hands brush my ass and down to spread my legs more, and then his cock is there, notching at my entrance. It feels like coming home. The sensation only becomes stronger when Jonas bends over me and covers my mouth with his broad hand. “Have to be quiet.” His voice is rough in my ear as he keeps up the endless advance of his cock into me. “Wouldn’t want all your employees to know that you’re in here, getting your needy pussy filled.” He thrusts the rest of the way into me, trapping my moan against his palm. With his free hand, he tugs down the straps of my dress and my bra, baring my breasts. “Can’t let everyone know you like being fucked dirty, can we?”
“No,” I moan.
“That’s right.” He thrusts again, slow. Taking his time. Jonas hooks an arm around my waist and lifts me as he moves back to sit in my chair. He keeps one hand over my mouth and cups my breast with the other. “Tell me what they’d see when they walk in.”
He shifts his grip to my jaw, freeing me to talk. It’s all too easy to imagine. “My dress is wadded up around my waist. I might as well be naked.”
“Because you don’t care about being discreet. You just care about fucking.”
“Yes,” I hiss. Each roll of my hips has him rubbing deliciously inside me. “They’ll see your cock. It’s so big, Daddy. You spread me so wide.”
He shudders out a breath and drops his free hand to my pussy, using his fingers to spread me. “No hiding that, is there?”
“No.” I whimper. “I’m so wet. You’re so deep.”
“Ride my cock, baby girl. Make yourself feel good.” He keeps me spread, keeps me exposed, as I obey. Suddenly, Jonas tenses. “Did you hear something?”
No. Because the office is deserted and the door is locked. There’s absolutely no chance of us being interrupted. That doesn’t stop the fantasy from driving me into a frenzy. “I can’t stop,” I whisper. “I don’t care if we get caught. I can’t stop fucking you.”
Jonas turns my face to his and takes my mouth as he starts stroking my clit. I try to hold out. I do. I want this to last forever. But he knows my body too well. He draws my pleasure higher and higher, teasing me over the edge. I sob as I come, and he has to clamp his hand over my mouth again to keep me quiet. He bands his other arm around my waist and fucks up into me, chasing his own pleasure until he comes with a curse that sounds like my name.
We collapse back into the chair and only then does he drop his hand from my mouth. It doesn’t go far. He cups my pussy as he idly plays with one breast. I shiver. “I missed you.”
Jonas kisses my temple. “I missed you, too.” He helps me off his cock and watches as I stand, his expression hungry. “Blake—”
“I know you want go on a date.” I tug the straps of my dress up and eye his cock. “But it’s late and my apartment is only a few blocks from here. Why don’t we order in tonight?” I grab his hand and press it between my thighs. “I have five days of missing you to make up for.” I lean down and nip his bottom lip. “And I’d really like to suck your cock.”
He pushes two fingers into me. “Hard to argue with that.”
“I know.” I gasp a little as he wedges a third finger into me. “Jonas, we should go if we don’t want to end up fucking in here a second time.”