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Mr. Winters sees me struggle, and he guides my fingers where they need to go. What is this. What am I doing? Did Smolyakov give me molly again? Am I high? This can’t be real. My entire body is on fire, and it’s not because Mr. Winters’ suit jacket suddenly keeps me warm.
I see his cock for the first time, and quite frankly, I’m overwhelmed. Before I can overthink it, I begin stroking his length. I apply more pressure to his shaft, and I get a reaction from him. He groans, and I’m stunned. I don’t have a lot of time to stay stunned, so I use my mouth on the crown of his veiny cock.
It takes me a couple of moments until I’m out of my head. I get his shaft wet and glistening, using my hands to apply more friction. He responds when my fingers aren’t soft on him, so I give him what he wants.
I tease him with my teeth, and Mr. Winters drips pre-cum into my needy mouth. I slurp it up. Then I stroke his shaft with one hand while I cup his balls. I study his reactions, and once again, Mr. Winters displays his masochistic tendencies. I apply a gentle tug at first, and he curses under his breath.
He doesn’t push me away, though. In fact, his fists are balled. I fear that he’s going to crush my phone.
Speaking of phones, mine starts ringing. I glance up at Mr. Winters, and the smirk on his face is priceless. I didn’t think he could get any bigger in my hands, but he does.
“Ivy? Where are you?” I freeze. I’ve been caught in the act. No, it’s just my fucking phone.
“I’m okay,” I respond to Danai, my hands still on Mr. Winters’ hard cock.
“Are you sure?” Danai is the group’s mom. She’s married, and they’re trying for a baby. We click because we both like order in our lives.
Before I can respond, Mr. Winters shoves himself between my lips. He doesn’t push himself deeper. However, he’s deep enough that I can’t utter a word to my worried friend. “Hmh.”
“Look, we’re going to do a couple of rounds, and then, we’re going home. Do you want to join us? He can come, too. I promise we won’t bother him. We’ll be on our best behavior forMr. Winters.” Danai chuckles, giving away the special meaning behind why I call Mr. Winters by that name. Am I embarrassed? I’m on my knees, sucking my fantasy’s cock.
I don’t think so.
Mr. Winters’ hand directs my head, masterfully shoving himself further down my throat. I sit there, in the cold, and I take it. My panties are drenched, and I need something. A touch, anything. He could blow a puff of air on my pussy, and I would come for him. “Hmhm.”
“Actually,” Mr. Winters speaks up, and I can envision my friends’ faces paling. “Call up 091-735. They’ll send you a driver to take you home. It’s a palace line, so it’s safe.”
“But Ivy’s taking us home,” Danai argues. I gag on his cock, fighting for air. Tears spring out of my eyes. I burn up when he picks up one of my tears with his fingers, and he brings it to his lips.
“Ivy’s busy tonight.”
Danai isn’t the one to bullshit. “Ivy?”
I’m panting, and Mr. Winters has given me a moment to breathe. I sound shaky as fuck when I say, “Do as he says. I’m sorry. I’m… preoccupied tonight.”
“Bitch, your condoms have expired!” Smolyakov calls from down the line, and I fight back the urge to chuckle amid my panting attack.
I croak, “See you guys tomorrow.”
Mr. Winters hangs up on my friends. His cock finds its way back down my throat. This time, it’s more urgent. This time, it’s not just him being hurt by my grazing teeth. This time, he doesn’t let me up when I gag on him again.
He fills me up, and he waits for me to swallow.
I do, eagerly so.
What did I just do?The moment he removes his cock from my face, the doubts sink in. I’ve never done this before. It’s my first sexual act on Katantia in five years, and it checks half the boxes of my presumed kinks. What if it was the wrong thing to do?
Am I unprofessional? Did I just ruin my reputation by unveiling my secret obsession with Mr. Winters?
He’s tucked himself away, and he doesn’t appear like the mess I feel like.
Mr. Winters hoists me up like I weigh nothing.
And he kisses my mouth like it’s in his possession.
CHAPTERSIX
JORDAN
