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As if she sensed his presence, knew his thoughts, Nairobia bowed her head and cupped her breasts and gathered them up toward her long tongue, swiping it over each thick, distended nipple.
He blinked. Bit back an unexpected groan.
Lamar’s hungry gaze slowly skimmed over her taut body. Goddamn. She h
ad a body that would put most broads half her age to shame. This wasn’t good. Seeing this. He hadn’t been standing here any more than a few seconds and she’d already managed to have him unfocused.
He had to quit. Had to get the hell out of here. And stay far away from her. Before she had him all fucked up in the head. Still his legs didn’t move.
No broad had ever had him like this. Wanting to lose himself inside of them. Teetering on the edge of—
Nairobia murmured something in Dutch, her whispered voice sending jolts of electricity through him, zapping every nerve ending in his body as he stood and watched her fingers glide between her legs.
Why was this bitch fucking with him?
She was in the habit of yanking motherfuckers by the balls and dragging them by their dicks, that’s why.
He gritted his teeth.
Nairobia did her best to hide a sly smile as she threw her head back, lowered her lids, and peered through her long lashes at the sight of him watching her. She feigned unknowing. “Mmm…ja, ja, ja…fuck me…mmm…oooh…my wet kut…uhh…”
Her pussy gushed, making the puddle beneath her wetter, bigger, as she finger-fucked herself and flicked a finger over her clit.
Lamar was beside himself. Crazed with lust. He needed, wanted, to be inside of her. Fucking the shit out of her. He groaned inwardly, his eyes fixed on the silhouette before him. The sound of her pussy, full of warmth and wetness, filled with juicy intense pleasure, swooped around him. The smell of her was sweet. It wafted around her office, then floated through the crack in the door, and settled on his chocolate lips. He could almost taste her.
Goddamn, motherfuck, shit!
This was some fucked-up shit. Standing here. Stalker-like. Prying.
He knew this shit he was doing was all sorts of fucked up. Knew he should turn away. Leave now. But he couldn’t. The erotic sight of her pleasuring herself was too enthralling to walk away from. So he stood there and let his hungry gaze eat up the view. Of her pussy, her delicate fingers, strumming a wet symphony between her slick glistening folds.
His dick throbbed.
His balls ached.
Nairobia’s lashes fluttered, but she managed to keep her lids nearly shut; just enough so Lamar would be none the wiser. That she knew he was there. That she felt his eyes on her, his gaze brushing over her breasts, lingering on her nipples, skittering over her rippling belly, latching onto her clit, so wet, so sensitive, so ready.
She felt the heat.
Felt the burn.
Lamar’s gaze flickered as his eyes caressed her wet flesh, her fingers splashing in and out of her slit. He found himself fantasizing. Imagining the satiny feel of her soft hands on his hard dick, stroking up and down his pulsing shaft. He imagined the feel of her silky mouth as he fed her his dick, filling her jaws with his babies.
Then suspicion crept up his spine, and his mind started to race.
Why the fuck was this broad propped up on her desk like that, diddling in her cunt, with the door ajar for fuck’s sake? Had she wanted to be seen? Was this some twisted fuckery she’d staged? Had she known he was coming up to speak to her?
The thought, the possibility, made his blood boil.
Nairobia moaned, and the heat roiling through his veins instantly went from anger to a smoldering want. He felt the urge to grab at his dick, to pull it out, and stroke it. He needed some pussy, some head, some ass…something before he fucked around and caught a rape charge.
This shit he was doing was…creepy as fuck!
Yet, there he stood. His imagination taking him places he hadn’t wanted to travel. His gaze simmering with a desire he’d never known possible.
In that instant, he hated her for that. For fucking with his resolve. For having him so fucking aroused that the head of his dick leaked, soaking a wet stain in his boxer briefs. This scandalous bitch was trying to incite an orgasm inside his pants without even trying. Or was she?
Trying to have him go caveman on her ass, kicking in the door, dragging her off that pussy-stained desk by her fucking hair, then bending her over and pounding the shit out of her from behind?
