Page 110 of Steel

“Ah. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“But if you’re gentle in squeezing their balls they’ll listen better.” He mimed squeezing a juicy piece of fruit and for whatever sinful reason, my pulse increased.

With a little sashay, I moved around the end of the desk, enjoying the view while I walked toward him. When I was a few inches away, I sucked in my breath, dazzling by the scent of very masculine soap assaulting my senses. Unable to help myself given the mischief coursing through me, I rubbed the palms of my hands down his chest, my eyes never leaving him.

“Is that so?” I asked while rolling a single finger across his thick belt.

“Oh, yeah, that’s the only way to handle men while dealing a crushing blow.”

“Hmmm…” I slipped my hands further down, gingerly brushing them across the nice bulge between his legs. “I think your advice is good. Let me see how that works.” While keeping my eyes locked on him, I twisted back and forth in a naughty dance while easing onto my knees.

He didn’t move, his breathing as labored as I’d seen to date. With his hooded eyes and pursed lips, he looked positively adorable. I tugged on his belt, marveling at how with every passing second, his cock was growing in increments.

Inch by inch.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he finally asked, the husky sound of his voice dripping with more lust than usual.

I had him in the palm of my hand. Soon, I’d have his balls that way as well.

“Oh, just testing your theory. You don’t mind. Do you?” Very slowly I unbuttoned and unzipped, peeling away the two sides of material all while keeping my eyes locked on his.

My. My. He was already having a difficult time keeping a straight face.

“Not at all. As long as I’m your only test subject.”

Without answering, I freed his shaft, immediately raking my nail down the edge. “Test subjects are a necessary evil.” I yanked on his work pants, freeing his balls, which were hanging low and full.

“Evil. I’ve been called many things but not evil.”

“First time for everything.” With a slight chuckle, I rolled one hand under his testicles, fingering them with all the gentleness in the world. When his muscles tensed, I giggled on purpose.

“You are such a tease.” Now his voice was barely audible.

“I suggest you keep that in mind.” While keeping my fingers wrapped around his balls, I lifted his cock, bringing the tip to my lips. After a single dart of my tongue across the sensitive slit, I blew across the head, amazed at the color purple. By now, he was aching and I was loving every minute of driving him crazy.

I raked a nail down the underside while squeezing his sac with just enough pressure every muscle flexed. He started shaking his head. The scent of his manhood was already creating electric vibrations and my mouth was watering with the thought alone of sucking his big, fat dick.

When I took just the tip into my mouth, he fisted a handful of my hair.

“Fuck. Woman. You are so damn bad.”

“Mmmm…” The only answer since I already had my mouth full. And I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I’d waited long enough todo this. Okay, only a couple of days, but who was counting? He was hot to the touch, scalding the tips of my fingers.

I continued to run his balls through my fingers, squeezing every few seconds just to keep him awake while using my strong jaw muscles to suck. All those Tootsie Roll lollypops I’d consumed over the years were coming in handy.

He threw his head back, staring at the ceiling as if there was some divine intervention above. I took that to mean he was enjoying himself. Scooting closer, I pulled another two inches of his shaft into my mouth, swirling my tongue back and forth the entire time.

His body continued shaking from extreme tension and when he rolled onto the balls of his feet, the tip hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck. Fuck…” His strangled moans were definitely a nice reward, exactly what I needed to hear.

I pulled my lips from his dick, immediately dragging my tongue down the side to his testicles. When I pulled one into my mouth, his legs began to shake.

“You are one bad girl. Holy shit.”

The win of making him lose his train of thought was perfect. I brushed my lips to his other ball, sucking it gently, but I was thirsty and needed some nourishment. Within seconds, I had his cock back into my hot, wet mouth, sucking him with all the eagerness I could muster.

And one could say I was famished.