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I pulled back to watch him work, my eyes on his jerky movements as he roughly unbuttoned his jeans, then yanked his zipper down so quickly that my heartbeat accelerated.
Seconds later he was shoving his pants down, and his cock slowly emerged.
But just as he let go, his cock held on, hanging onto the waistband of his underwear.
I slowly ran my finger down the length, wondering if I should remove it for him.
He hissed, body frozen, and latched on to the edge of his desk.
The move caused the veins in his forearms to pulse and pop, and I longed to run my tongue along each rope.
“Pull me the rest of the way out,” he urged.
I would. In my own time.
I was enjoying watching his jaw tic, and his muscles bunch.
The anticipation had to be killing him.
Likely that was why he was groaning and moaning with each tender stroke of my flesh against his.
“I’m always so curious,” I said as I pushed him back slightly.
He tried to take a step backward, allowing me to do what I wanted, but his foot caught the edge of the desk and he landed hard in his desk chair.
The desk chair flew backward and banged hard against the wall, and his cock finally pulled free of the fabric that was restraining it.
It bobbed a few times before coming to a slow, hypnotic pulsing rest standing straight up, relaying his excitement and need.
I followed him down, hitting my knees in front of him and pushing his legs out wide.
He groaned when I leaned forward and slowly drew my tongue over his length. First all the way up to the very tip, collecting a drop of his precum, and then all the way down, playing with the seam line that separated his balls from the base of his cock.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed as he watched me work.
And work I did.
I traced every single vein up and down his cock, paying extra special attention to the one that ran down the base of him.
“Suck the tip,” he urged.
I did, suckling it lightly, causing him to curse.
“That’s not what I wanted,” he growled. “I want you to suck hard. Like you’re trying to pull my fuckin’ soul straight out of my body.”
I looked up at him, then did exactly that, sucking hard so that he would have what he wanted.
“Oh, yeah,” he urged. “Wrap your hand around the base of my cock. Jack me so that your mouth goes down and hits your hand before going back up.”
I followed his instructions, allowing his cock to come in and out of my mouth as I moved my hand up and down, side to side, in a somewhat circular motion.
“Jesus yes.” He threw his head back, his face pointed toward the ceiling, muscles straining, veins in his neck pulsing.
I sucked him like that for a bit longer, giving him exactly what he liked.
Then I moved my hand and tried to swallow him all the way down my throat.
He nearly came all the way off the chair when I took him almost all the way inside.
“Fuck!” he shouted, nearly making me smile. “Son of a bitch!”
Before I could think much more about what I was doing, he was yanking me off by my hair and then lifting me so that I was bent over his desk.
Then, right when I felt his cock line up with my pussy, he pulled away and cursed.
“What?” I asked.
“People are on the sidewalk.” He groaned.
I looked over the edge of the desk and sure enough, there were people standing on the sidewalk in front of his office. But they were looking at the racks of clothing that the people next door were trying to roll back inside their shop, and not paying us the least bit attention.
I pushed backward so that he was forced to either step back or push into me.
He chose to step back, and I was slightly disappointed.
When I turned to survey him, I grinned.
“So you’ll do me with the lights off?” I asked curiously.
He looked at the light switch that was all the way across the room, and I took my chance to sit back onto his desk and spread my legs.
“If you do that, you won’t be able to see what you’re doing,” I teased.
His throat spasmed as he swallowed hard, and his hands clenched at his sides into tight fists.
I leaned backward onto my elbow, my face right next to his computer monitor, and then scooted to the edge of the desk so that my ass was mostly falling off.
“Fuck me, please,” I ordered.
And it wasn’t a request.
He made a move toward the light switch.
“You go toward that light switch, and I’m putting my jeans on.”
His eyes met mine, and something inside of them changed.
He didn’t call my bluff.
He raised.
With both of his hands, he yanked me so that my ass was completely off the edge of his desk, then he slammed inside of me with such force that I cried out in surprise.
