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“Christ. I didn’t think we were going to have an audience. I thought we covered that last time.”
Her tongue flicked and swirled in a rhythm he couldn’t predict. “Are you going to give me what I want?” She pumped her hand up and down his shaft.
Her mouth worked in the same rhythm, making it difficult for Jordan to form words.
Her skills were stupendous. Her hand and tongue worked in unison; her lips and teeth gave soft caresses and gentle scrapes. He saw her slip her hand down the front of her thong. She moaned against his shaft when she found the spot she was looking for.
Jordan might not have been able to form a coherent sentence, but he had no problem pumping his hips. “You’re better at that than I remember.”
“I’ve been practicing.”
When Becca’s comment finally registered, he tensed and stared down at her. The smile along her lips was apparent even with his cock down her throat.
“With my imagination,” she whispered. Her breath was hot and tickled along his moist skin. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about doing this.”
“Who am I to stop a girl from living out a fantasy?”
With a wink and twinkle in her eye, she swallowed him to the base.
The excitement of the encounter already had him amped up, so it didn’t take long for him to release, shooting hard jets of cum into her mouth. She swallowed around his length, which only made him jerk even more.
Becca licked her lips in satisfaction.
“Just like I imagined.” She crawled up his body and whispered in his ear, “The perfect combination of sweet and salty.”
Jordan lay like dead weight in his chair but a surge of energy sparked in his body. He grabbed at her arms and pulled her up, capturing her lips and kissing her with too much need, too much want and affection. Their lips mingled. Their tongues danced. When she moaned into his mouth, he was hard and ready for another round.
“I think we should lock that door.”
Becca looked over. “If I have my way, there are going to be some very indecent things going on in this office.”
“I want you naked.” He had only dreamed of her body for the last two weeks. Truthfully, he had been dreaming of her naked body for months now, but it had only been within the last two weeks that he had a real image to go by.
Becca wiggled out of his embrace and glided along the coarse carpet. Her stockings covered the lean muscles of her thighs. The heel of her boots accentuated the length of her legs, and her bottom, taut and creamy, shimmied from side to side. It begged to be bitten.
He heard the click of the lock; then she turned around and rested her body against the door.
She was beautiful even before their first encounter, but seeing her body on display took that beauty to a whole different level. She had a thick scar that lay across the top of her thigh, and the elastic of the garter cut into her skin, leaving her hips and stomach to curve out over the top. She was absolutely perfect.
Not to mention her confidence and courage made her beauty all the more intriguing.
With a grin on her face, she reached behind and unclasped her bra. The fabric loosened and the swell of her breasts fell, but only a tiny bit. When she pulled it away from her body, pert creamy breasts with rosy nipples stared back at him. The only thing left between him and paradise was a tiny black scrap of fabric strategically placed to cover the most delicate part of her body.
She stepped forward and he did the same, meeting her halfway across the room. She hooked a finger under the satin of the garter and undid the connection.
“What are you doing?” Jordan spat.
“You want me naked, remember?”
“I do. But let me worry about that.”
The door was locked. He had no other meetings planned. Their time together should go on uninterrupted.
Jordan stepped forward and pulled her against his body. One hand grasped a breast while his other rested firmly on her bottom.
“Let me take care of you.” He guided her toward the couch that sat along the far wall. He sat her down gently and situated her back on the soft cushion, spreading her legs wide enough for him to snuggle between.
He began to remove the rest of her clothing. He unhooked the straps of her garter, then released the zipper of her boot, first one, then the other. Both times he reached the bottom of the zipper, she trembled as if he was stripping away another layer that brought them to a deeper state of intimacy.
