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“Yes, boss.” It’s said with contempt, but I let it slide as my mother brings out some meat for me. I hate fighting in front of her.
On the drive back to the apartment, I think about Tori. I haven’t lost faith in my men, but perhaps they have lost faith in me for joining our families. The last thing I want is betrayal. I need Tori to prove herself to them so we can put this to bed. I mean, I’d like to put her to bed. The curve of that ass… I chuckle to myself; the distraction amuses me. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way about someone.
I walk into the apartment and glance around. No one is around except the guards at the front. “Where is my wife?” I ask Aleks.
“In the office working on the reports,” Aleks says. “She came out a little while ago to get something to eat and went back in.”
I nod. “Keep… Keep everyone out of the office for now. I want no distractions.”
Aleks nods, and if he’s figured out what I want, I don’t really care.
I walk softly into the office and watch Tori hunching over the papers, reading them carefully. I shut the door without a sound and walked up behind her, trailing my fingers down her back.
“Ah!” she screams, nearly jumping out of her skin. I grab the chair and her to stop them from falling.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” I say, watching her breasts move up and down as she breathes hard.
“Sorry, I was just so focused,” she says, putting a hand on her heart. She plops back down into the chair, and I kneel beside her. “I didn’t see you this morning,” she says.
“I had things to attend to, and I didn’t want to bother you, but surely you need to take a break,” I comment, gazing at her.
She smiles and reaches out hesitantly and then strokes my beard. “I think the beard makes you look so handsome.”
“I’ll never shave it, I swear,” I say to her, grinning softly. Her eyes sparkle in the room’s bright light, and I softly stroke her back.
Our eyes are locked as she leans forward and gently kisses my lips. Such an innocent kiss. So sweet. I might be gentle at first, but she’s definitely going to learn to like it rough and dirty when I’m done with her.
“Come,” I say, getting up and holding out my hand. “Come with me.”
She stands and follows me to my table. I sit down in my chair and pat my leg. “Sit.”
“Will your chair hold us?” she asks.
“It will.” I pull gently on her hand, and she sits on my leg. I wrap one arm around the back of her to hold her in place and use my right hand to tilt her face down so I can kiss her again. We kiss for a few seconds before I open my mouth and lick at her lips. Hesitantly she slowly cracks open her mouth. When she doesn’t send her tongue out to meet mine, I send mine to find hers. She swallows, and I can feel her shaking as I explore her mouth, cupping her face with my hand.
She gets braver, and soon, our tongues are doing the salsa together, and the energy in the room has changed from a calm, professional one to an electrified one. I drop my hand to her breast, and through her shirt, I give it a good squeeze, eliciting a loud moan from her. I can feel her practically melting into me. I squeeze her breast again and then drop my hand to lift her shirt. She squirms a little, but I distract her with another kiss. I let her go to lift her shirt over her head and discard it to the side. She’s wearing a deep purple lacy bra, and I lick my lips. A quick inspection shows me it’s a front clip one, but I don’t want it off yet. I reach into her bra, squeeze her breasts, and tease her nipple. She squirms on my lap, and I won’t lie, It’s making my dick harder than the ice in Siberia. I take my hand out of her bra and tug it down, freeing the girls. The bounce is perfect, and with the bra tight underneath, they look even perkier. I take her hand and guide it to the front of my pants. She hesitantly rubs the front of my pants, so I let her go again to undo my pants and open the fly. I pull my dick out and sit back. “Just stroke it gently,” I murmur before tilting her down for another kiss.
Her hand shakes as she slowly works up and down my shaft while I tweak her nipples. She loves nipples and clit. That much is clear.
I grunt as my balls tighten, and my hand is over hers, stopping the motion.
“Did I hurt you?” she asks worriedly.
“No, I just don’t want to come yet.” I smile. “Do you want to be on top your first time?”
She looks at me, and I can see she’s unsure, so I say, “It might hurt a little less.”
She nods and stands up. She slips out of her pants and panties and stands there awkwardly for a moment. I drink in her sun-kissed skin before I hold my hand up. “Sit on the desk. I’ve got this.”
She sits on the edge of my desk, and I scoot forward. “Spread your legs for me, Tori, as wide as you can.”
She blushes, but she obeys, which is a good sign. I kiss her soft mound. Again. Again. Soft kisses, and I know the anticipation I am building up. Then my tongue divides her lips and runs from hole to clit to hole again. She tips her head back and groans loudly. I continue to tease her with my tongue, which I’m rather good with if I say so myself.
I dip into her hole and taste her tart juice. It hits just right, like a good cigar.
My dick is dripping with pre-cum, so I gently rub it between her lips. She looks at me, her eyes wide but lustful. I make sure she’s lubed up and then line up the tip of my cock with the petite hole.
She sits up a bit straighter and whispers, “It’s not going to fit.”
