Terrie decided that was the time to try to swallow his cock. She suckled him deep and slow, her tongue flickering along the sensitive underside like an erotic whip. At the same time, Lucian’s gaze fell to the floor and his eyes widened in surprise at something he obviously glimpsed through the inch-wide crack between the floor and the desk backing.
Lucian sat back in his chair with a wicked grin as Jesse fought to keep from cursing. Hell, he just hoped Lucian didn’t decide to ruin it for him. This was the most incredibly sensual thing he had ever experienced.
“So have you decided if you’re stalking her or not?” Lucian suddenly asked as he watched Jesse carefully. “Would be good to know before I try to f**k her myself.”
“Shut the f**k up, Luc,” he cursed roughly. But he felt Terrie shiver. Her mouth tightened on his cock, her tongue stroking him with quick little darts that were driving him crazy.
“Guess you are.” Lucian came to his feet reluctantly. “Hell, let me know if you change your mind.”
“Don’t hold your breath.” Jesse was almost panting as Terrie sucked his c**k slow and easy. It was the sweetest torture he could imagine.
He ignored Lucian as he left the room, his gaze going to his lap, watching as his c**k disappeared in and out of her mouth.
“There you go, baby,” he whispered, his voice rough. “Just like that. Suck it slow and easy. Just like I intend to f**k you. Slow and easy, baby.”
She slurped on his flesh, a soft moan breaking from her throat as his fingers tightened in her hair.
“Beautiful,” he growled, feeling her shudder as he spoke to her. Did she like the words, he wondered? Was that what made her tremble each time he spoke? “You’re so pretty, baby, your mouth wrapped around my cock, sucking me.”
She moaned deeply as he spoke, her hand going to her own breast, her fingers plucking at her nipple. God, he wanted to do that for her. Wanted to pull at those pretty hard points. Watch them darken, harden further.
“What are you going to do when I come in your mouth, Terrie?” he asked her. “Do you think it’s going to be over? Do you think you’ll just walk away as though it didn’t happen?”
She moaned. The bulging head of his c**k was caressed, tortured, as his words spurred her on. Her lips stretched around it, her eyes closed, her expression dazed as she gave him the best blowjob he had known in his life.
“Yeah, suck it harder, baby,” he whispered as she began to do just that. “I’ll fill your mouth, then I’ll fill that tight pu**y of yours, Terrie. I’m going to f**k you so hard you’ll scream for me.”
He was f**king her mouth now. Her hands gripped his c**k as she moaned around his flesh, licking him, suckling at him as he f**ked her, his c**k tightening, throbbing. His hands clenched around the strands of hair he held captive, holding her in place, watching her glistening mouth take him with each stroke.
“I’m going to come, Terrie.” He couldn’t stand it. His body was alive for a change, his c**k so sensitive, so desperate for release he was burning alive. It was one of his greatest fantasies, his greatest needs. Terrie, kneeling before him, moaning for him, her body hot and receptive. God help him, he loved her.
His hips arched, his c**k pressing to her throat as he felt his release wash over him. Lightning shot through his scrotum, up his spine, arching his body as the first pulse of his seed shot into her mouth.
“Take it all,” he whispered breathlessly as he felt her swallow, felt her tongue dance over the exploding tip as he shot into her mouth again. Then again. And still he was hard. Pulsing. He f**ked against her lips, panting for breath before he reached down and dragged her from beneath the desk.
“Bad girl,” he accused her softly as she stared at him in surprise. “That was very bad, Terrie. Let’s see what kind of punishment we can come up with for you.”
“What?” Her eyes widened as he jerked her over his lap, holding her down on his legs as she struggled weakly against him.
Jesse jerked her skirt above her bu**ocks, grimacing at the sight of the bare globes he revealed.
“Jesse, have you gone crazy? Oh my God!” she sang out as his hand connected sharply with the first rounded curve.
She stilled, her breathing heavy, hard.
“Can you still taste my come in your mouth, baby?” He smoothed his hand over the reddened flesh.
“Yes.” Her voice broke when his finger ran down the cleft of her ass.
“Son of a bitch.” He paused at the stretched, filled little hole of her rectum. The base of the plug she wore was heated, warm from her body. The ultra-soft, jelly material stretched her ass, filling her, making his c**k twitch in jealousy.
He smacked her ass again. She flinched, crying out in startled awareness at the bite of pain.
“From now on, only I can fill your ass.” He smacked her again to reinforce the order. “Seduction is over, Terrie. Now the fun begins.”
He watched the cheeks of her ass redden as he delivered several more stinging slaps. She writhed beneath him, crying out in pleasure as he spanked her with erotic heat. She was twisting on his lap, her bu**ocks lifting imploringly when he stilled.
He couldn’t resist. He was too weak, he thought. She was supposed to seduce him. He wasn’t supposed to be this easy. He pulled the plug free of her anus, watching the stretching of the little hole, his eyes narrowing as she whimpered at the retreating pleasure. Just as slowly he pushed it back into her, feeling her shudder in pleasure.
“I’m going to f**k you, Terrie,” he growled. “I’m going to f**k you so hard, so deep, you’ll never forget what it’s like to have me fill you.”
He ripped the small thong from her, tossing the scraps to the floor as he jerked her up then pushed her back on the desk. He spread her legs, moving between them before he paused, his eyes widening as he caught sight of the little hoop framing her swollen clit.
“Son of a bitch.” He lost his breath.
Her cunt was perfectly bare, smooth and glistening with her juices. The little bright gold hoop piercing the hood of her clit was so sexy, so erotic he nearly came then and there from the sight of it alone.
He was within seconds of pressing his engorged c**k home when a heavy knocking at the office door had them both scrambling away from the desk. Dammit. Why hadn’t he had Lucian lock the f**king door?
He hurriedly fixed his slacks, glancing at Terrie as she smoothed the dress nervously over her hips. At least she could hide the damned proof of what nearly happened. He sat down heavily in his chair to hide the telltale tenting of his slacks as the door pushed open.