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She pulls it down and I stare at her with unadulterated lust. Her gaze lands back on my cock and she does as I say, tugging her tight peaks.

My grip on my dick tightens and I groan her name. “Do you see what you do to me? Walking around with a stiff cock twenty-four-seven, not knowing when I’ll get a piece of your pussy again?”

“You’re so sexy,” she tells me. “I’ve missed you, Mr. Petrov.”

I squeeze harder. I’m not going to last much longer, and when she moves toward me, I flinch as she reaches a hand into my lap and scoots over onto her knees.

Holy. Fuck.

I still as her hot little tongue darts out to lick the precum at my tip. I groan as one hand reaches into her hair, her mouth lowering as she takes me farther inside.

I watch in awe as she takes me, knowing she’s going to be soaking wet. Knowing that I need her so desperately, but right now, the pleasure is all mine.

“Fuck, Imogen… what are you doing to me?”

She grips my dick, sheathing it as I help her set the pace, and when I hit the back of her throat, I make a sound I know I’ve never heard before.

“I’m going to come in your mouth,” I warn. “Do you want to take your boss’s cum, Imogen?”

She nods, licking my tip over and over as her free hand fondles my balls. They’re tight and ready to burst. I pull her over my knee farther, lifting the back of her dress up.

My naughty little rose has a g-string on and I groan at the sight of her ass cheeks between the tiny piece of string.

“Did you wear this knowing I’d see it?” I murmur.

“Yes,” she gasps, between sucks and licks.

“Do you like having my cock in your mouth?”

“Yes, Mr. Petrov.”

“Are you going to answer me like that when I summon you into my office, my little rose?”

“Yes.”

“And suck me like this whenever I want?”

“That would please me, yes.”

Fuck. She did not. She did fucking not.

I run my fingers over her seam at her rear. She gasps as I play with her asshole, then move to feel how fucking wet she is through her non-existent panties.

“I’m going to send you a whole wardrobe of pretty things to wear for me,” I tell her. “Would that please you?”

“Yes,” she groans. She bobs her head as I try to hold onto my sanity.

“Will you wear them for me?”

“Umm, hmm.”

I smile as I push her knees apart farther and rub my fingers between her legs. She groans like my own little whore, and I fucking love it.

I circle her clit, knowing she’s dying to come. “Do you want to come, Krasavitsa?”

She moves faster up and down on my cock as I close my eyes. The need to thrust is urgent, but I also need to make her come first.

“Yes, Mr. Petrov,” she pants, her eyes meeting mine as she holds my cock to her lips. “I want you to make me come.”

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