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Filthy.

I place my purse on the vacant chair, then begin to slowly peel the clothes from my body, me never taking my eyes from him, him eating me alive with every inch of bare flesh I reveal. By the time I step out of my thong and place my bra on top of the pile of clothes on my purse, Rock looks like a feral beast in a cage sitting in his big executive chair and I’m a panting sex organ. On bare feet, I silently pad to the space he’s made for me between him and the desk, the receiver still pressed to his ear. Whomever he’s talking to sure does have a lot to say.

“Give me that pussy, princess, I’m going to remind you that this is the only one I want.”

Oh. My. GOD!

“On your back, I want everything, those luscious fucking tits, that sweet, wet cunt, and that hungry, tight, little ass. I’ve got plenty of oil, here, princess, I might just have to fuck you there tonight.”

He can talk me to orgasm. Just. Like. That.

Rock doesn’t move as I lift myself on his desk in front of him, he’s in his chair, immobile, waiting, watching. I lower myself back with my feet and legs dangling over the side directly in front of him. He hits the button on the phone again, then closes his hands on my calves and lifts my legs, knees bent, and places the heels of my feet on the edge of his desk, my legs open wide.

“I don’t know if we’re going to get involved with that. That’s not something we usually do. Besides, it’s been awhile since we’ve taken on anything like this,” he talks into the phone as he spreads my labia lips with his thumbs. Then he lowers his face to my sex and runs his pointed tongue through the folds before spearing it into my hole.

I stifle the moan pressing itself in my mouth trying to get out.

He’s eating me out while he’s talking on the phone!

He stands only to lift my arms over my head, the phone still cradled between his head and shoulder. Holding my arms, he lowers his mouth to mine and glides his tongue along my lips, my teeth, my tongue, the inner walls of my mouth, stroking and caressing my whole mouth with his tongue, leaving my taste to linger on my taste buds as he returns his focused attention to my sex. He sits and rolls his chair closer to his desk. This time he takes my already throbbing clit between his fingers and pinches. Long and hard, rubbing it between his digits.

I scream. I scream because I come right there while he’s on the phone.

Rock’s eyes slide up my body, they’d been transfixed on my hungry pussy, and lock with mine. My chest is rising and falling with my heavy breaths as I bite down hard on my lower lip to keep another wail from bursting from me.

“No, everything’s fine,” Rock says into the phone with a wicked smile.

I’m going to kill you! I glare at him.

He raises an eyebrow at me as he slowly pushes a finger inside me. My head drops back on the desk with a soft thump as my knees fall to the desk spread open.

Yes, yes, yes…

“I’m not sure, I have to feel this out and see what comes of it,” Rock says.

I lift my head and squint at him. He winks at me with a playful smirk. Then he bends his finger and rubs that magic spot inside me, the spot that makes my back arch off the hard surface and my whole body come alive. He twists and turns, rubs and thrusts, then he pushes in two fingers.

I’ve stopped hearing what he’s saying on the phone, I barely notice he’s still talking. The only thing I know is what he’s doing to me and how he’s making me feel.

He pushes my knees up to my chest.

“I’ve got to go. I’ll call you after I’ve reviewed everything. No, don’t call me. Bye.” He slams the phone down on the desk just as the door opens.

“Rock, the answer…,” Snake’s words trail off.

His eyes roam over my naked body sprawled out in front of Rock on his desk as he steps all the way in and closes the door behind him. Rock’s hands haven’t stopped working their magic, his fingers sliding down my folds and are now pressing on my tight back entrance. My heart thuds erratically as an embarrassing flush explodes through me. I jerk my hands to cover my breasts and move to slam my knees closed.

Rock grabs my legs before I could. “Don’t you dare fucking move, princess, we are not finished here, not by far. Get those arms back up, those tits are mine. Do I have to get Snake to hold you so you don’t move them again?”

No one moves. I drag my eyes from Rock’s intense gaze to Snakes riveting one. Both of them penetrating, both of them demanding. Both of them burn me so good.

But it’s Rock’s words, Rock’s command, Rock’s promises that push me over the edge.

I don’t know what comes over me, but slowly, so decadently and wickedly slowly I bring my hands back to cover my breasts as I lock eyes with Rock.

A slow grin lifts the corners of his mouth.

“So, so wrong about you, princess,” he whispers. Not tearing his eyes from mine, Rock tells him, “Snake, get her fucking arms, don’t let her move. I give you permission to do whatever you have to, to keep her right where I need her.”

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