She crossed her arms and tapped her foot on the floor.
“Where do you want me?”
“I’ve not had breakfast yet. Why don't you jump up on my desk?” I said, moving back to roll my chair away from my desk.
She eyed my desk warily before glancing back at me. She nibbled on her bottom lip as she contemplated whether the universe was punishing or rewarding her.
“I won’t bite.”
We both knew it was a lie, but it didn’t stop her from moving toward my desk.
I cornered her in and lifted her dress, while she hoisted herself up. She placed her hands behind her, and I sat down, pulling myself between her thighs.
“Put your feet on my chair,” I murmured, licking my lips at the sight before me.
It had been so long since her floral-fruity scent had lingered in my office, but the combination of her pussy made the trio of scents irresistible. I lowered my face between her thighs.
The first lick was magical, slicing my tongue through her folds. Then her sweet taste spread across my tongue. I gripped her hipsand lifted her to my face, kissing her pussy the way I kissed her lips.
She sucked in a sharp breath, then held it.
I delved into her pussy, plunging my tongue in and out of her hole until she cried out and held the back of my head.
Yeah, that’s how I wanted her.
I traced her labia with my tongue before sucking on her gently, trailing my tongue over her clit. I licked and sucked her all over until my lips and chin were coated in her juices. All I could smell was her, and my cock pressed hard against my trousers. When she bucked her hips and cried out, I pulled back, panting. Her feet fell away from my chair and dangled from my desk.
I stood up and unzipped myself. Her eyes were soft and hungry, exactly how I needed her. She never took her eyes off me as I pulled my dick out. I positioned the tip at her entrance.
“Yes,” she sighed softly.
I slid on, savouring the moment. She was always wet and so tight. I felt her stretch put and I moaned, sinking deeper. It was never enough with her. I lifted her legs and placed her feet over one shoulder, feeling her cunt tighten as her thighs clamped together. I rested my hand over her ankles, and I started to move.
She lay back as I increased my pace, my trousers slapping against her bare flesh.
“Lucia, are you going to come for me? Are you going to take your boss’s come in your slutty little cunt?” I rasped, grabbing her legs and pumping in and out of her.
I could feel the sweat bead as I thrust into her hard and fast, sinking in all the way until my balls smacked against her.
“Come, Lucia. Give it to me now,” I roared.
Her walls clamped down on me only a few thrusts later. Her body shuddered, and her cries filled my office as she coated my cock. I gripped her thighs and thrust deep.
“Fuck, yes,” I snarled.
I exploded and shot her full of my come as the last of her spasms milked me.
My office was full of ragged breathing.
What a great way to start my day.
She groaned and her pussy clammed up, holding me in place.
“My greedy little whore.”
She lifted her hand and gave me the finger.
I grinned and slapped the side of her thigh.
