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I swayed in front of him and then dropped down to my knees, setting myself to unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants before he had a chance to argue with me.

He playfully tried to push me away, but I worked around his shooing hands and sucked him into my mouth anyway. The moment he slid down my throat, he grew rock hard and all of his protests stopped.

“Yes, mm-hmm,” he said tensely over the phone, trying to keep his composure. “Yeah, but I feel like you’re not listening to me. How hard is it…” he gasped, choking on his own words.

Very hard, I smirked to myself, sliding him to the back of my throat again.

The poor guy stammered through the rest of his phone call. Even getting a BJ while talking didn’t make him lose his edge or give the least bit of mercy. His broken sentences probably just made him seem even more angry and crazy—and all the more terrifying to whichever employee had pissed him off.

By the time he hung up, a long drawn-out groan escaped his lips as if he had been holding it in the whole time.

“You are such a bad girl,” he scolded, rubbing his hands through my hair.

I pulled him from my mouth and ran the tip of my tongue from his tip to the base, nice and slow. Another string of breathless expletives seeped from his lips as he sank deeper into the sensation.

I was more than happy to let him cum in my mouth just like that. I knew he’d reward me later that night. For all of our best efforts to behave, we hadn’t had much luck. Our rendezvous had become a daily occurrence. If anything, our efforts to control ourselves just made us even more sex-crazed for each other.

But he had other things in mind for me that afternoon. He stepped back and pulled me up to my feet.

“Oh no. Not like that,” he told me, spinning me around and pushing himself up behind me against his desk. “I want you bent over like the bad girl you are.”

I spread my hands out, remembering how our very first time was like this. He smacked my ass just like he had done that night. He didn’t hesitate to pull the zipper down the length of my pencil skirt to expose my bare flesh. Once he had it in sight, he smacked me again…and again.

I could feel his cock pressing against me and couldn’t wait for him to slide inside. But just as I thought he was finally going to give me what I wanted, a knock came to his door.

“Not now!” he barked.

“But Mr. Ashford, it’s…” his poor secretary tried.

“I said Not Now!” he shouted even louder than before.

I could practically see her flinching on the other side of the door, caught between the urgency of whatever important phone call or meeting he was shirking off and the unsavory temptation that was keeping him away—Me.

I swirled my hips, egging him on. He wasn’t the only one who was impatient. I didn’t follow him all the way across town to be blown off for some work thing.

Lucky for us, we now shared a love for mixing business and pleasure. Work hard, play harder. The phone call or whatever it was could wait. Right now, we had other important matters to attend to…which was to see how many times we could make each other cum in the small slice of stolen time we had left.

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