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“Did that turn you on?”
“Yes.”
He chuckles, tickling my skin as he starts to lick my clit rapidly, over and over.
I stare down at him, his tongue working overtime as I can hardly dare to believe what we’re doing or if anyone wonders why we’re taking so long here.
Will Doris know? Or the others?
Everyone is in the midst of packing up their shit and leaving their desks, and Khristian is giving me oral on the boardroom table while I sit on his staff employee files. I guess they’re not exactly needed anymore…
I feel the heat rise up my neck and flush across my face. I’m coming in record time, gripping his shoulders hard as I breathe in and out without making a single sound except low groans.
When I relax, he darts his eyes to mine and licks my entire pussy slowly. Like he’s eating a delicious ice cream. I bite down on my lip.
“Take your tits out.”
“But…”
“Do it. I don’t give a fuck about anyone out there. I need to see them while I finger fuck you to orgasm again.”
I unbutton my blouse quickly, hanging it open, I yank down my bra and his eyes narrow as he gazes at me like he wants to devour me whole.
“Put your glasses on,” I pant.
He glances up at me.
“It’s what I want,” I add.
One side of his mouth turns up as he reaches around me at the table.
He slides them on, still staring at me. He slides a finger into my hole as I lean back on my hands, pushing my chest out and spreading my legs farther apart.
“Fuck, you look so good,” he tells me, his other hand reaches up to cup my breast. He squeezes and kneads it as I close my eyes and hang on.
My clit is so sensitive and when he brushes over it, it takes all of two seconds before I’m coming again, coating his fingers and his tongue with my release.
He groans, lapping me up as he rides it out.
He stands abruptly, yanking me onto my feet. He pulls me to him and before I know it, his tongue is in my mouth as he plunders inside and I gasp in surprise.
He fucks me with his tongue as I squeeze his biceps, my hand reaching to fumble with his belt. I brush his cock with my knuckles and he hisses.
He helps me, undoing the belt and unzipping his fly, dropping his pants and boxers to his knees.
He moves his hands back to my tits, his mouth suckles one nipple into his mouth, then the other. “Wish I had time to coat my cum on these again,” he mutters. “That was a sight for sore eyes.” He grabs me by the hips and spins me around. “Hands on the table, ass out.”
I have no choice — I’m so needy for him, I’d get up on the damn table and hula dance if he wanted me to.
He runs his hands up my ass and then between my legs, feeling me as I push back against him.
“Mr. Petrov,” I moan.
“Yes, my little rose?” He sounds like he’s enjoying every second of this. And he has absolutely no regard for anyone outside of this room.
“Hurry, please. I need your cock inside me.”
He chuckles, pushing my legs wider as I feel him at my entrance. Then he’s pushing in all the way, seating himself inside me to the hilt as I gasp.
