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“Goddamn,” he grunted, smacking the top of my desk with his hand. “That’s it, my dirty girl. Slide down on it. Get it nice and slick.”
I bobbed up and down on him, taking an inch more at a time, working to stretch my jaw muscles so I could take even more. I braced my free hand on his meaty thigh above where his pants hung, curling my fingers and digging into his flesh. Like me, Holton got off in a very big way on a tiny hint of pain.
He moaned appreciatively, reaching up to run his fingers through my hair. The touch was so tender it took me by surprise, and when I looked up, I saw he was gazing down at me, that love he’d just declared shining in his eyes. “Jesus, you’re so good at this. That’s it. Take it deeper.” He fisted my hair and guided me farther down on his dick. I sucked and licked and swallowed as I went, wanting to drive him as crazy as he always drove me. From the way his breaths were sawing in and out of his chest, I was doing a damn good job of it.
My whole body was strung tight, heat radiating in my core. I was dangerously close to coming simply from sucking my man off. That was how much he turned me on, and I hoped I never stopped feeling that way. I bobbed fast, dropping the hand that was still holding his shaft at the base, and plunging as far as I could. He let out a loud bark that was fortunately muffled by a clap of thunder from outside when he bumped the back of my throat.
“Fuck. Oh fuck, Dove,” he panted as I gagged on his dick. “Yeah, just like that. Are you wet right now, Lyric? Does knowing your hot mouth drives me wild turn you on?”
I looked up and met his gaze, nodding the best as I could.
“Hike up your skirt. I want you to shove your hand down the front of your panties and show me.”
I’d never been so happy to have worn a skirt to work in my life. I yanked my skirt up around my waist, the chill from the air conditioner cooling the heated skin my flimsy thong wasn’t covering, making me shiver. With one hand, I gripped the back of Holton’s thigh to hold myself steady as I slipped the other into the front of my panties, traveling down past the damp thatch of curls I kept maintained and to my center. The light brush of my fingers had me pushing a sigh out through my nose as a tremor wracked my body.
“Mmm,” Holton hummed, watching me like I was the best show ever written. “Now plunge two of them into your pussy. Deep as you can, baby.”
I moaned around his rigid cock as I followed his order. My inner walls quivered around the digits, and I was so close, it wouldn’t take more than a couple pumps to make me come.
A growl wrenched from Holton’s chest before he ordered, “Now take them out and show me.”
On a whimper, I pulled my hand from my panties and lifted them up, my soaked fingers glistening in the overhead light. He took me by the wrist and brought my hand to his mouth where he proceeded to suck them clean of my arousal. The move made my pussy flutter, and I whimpered as I started sucking his cock with abandon.
“You want to come, don’t you?”
“Mm-hmm,” I moaned around him on a downward plunge, bumping the back of my throat and swallowing.
“Fuck, you keep doing that, I’m going to blow down your throat.” The thought of him doing that set me on fire. “But I don’t come there, Dove. I come inside you.”
I lost my mind at that declaration. Releasing him from my mouth with an obscenepop, I shot up to my feet, wobbling just a little before finding my balance. I put my hands to his chest and pushed, forcing him back onto my desk and following after him so I was straddling his waist.
Leaning forward, I licked up the tense column of his neck, circling my hips to feel the brush of his dick against the sopping fabric that still covered my pussy. “I want to ride you,” I whispered in his ear. “I want to be in control this time.”
A strangled curse broke from his throat as I continued to rub my wet panties over his swollen shaft. “Give you anything you want,” he grunted. “Always, Lyric.”
I smiled, pushing up and straightening by back. At the sight of this big, strong man beneath me, I felt wicked and powerful and sexy as hell. “I want you to rip my panties off, Holt.”
A second later, the sound of tearing fabric shot through the room and my wet, swollen folds were exposed to the cool room.
Holton lay back, his knuckles white as he gripped the edges of my desk. “It’s all yours, Lyric. Do whatever you want.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. Lining him up with my entrance, I slammed down, impaling myself on his thick cock. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out at the feel of him stretching me wide open.
Holton barked out a curse, and I slapped my hand over his mouth. “Shh. You have to be quiet,” I panted quietly, already feeling like I was teetering on the precipice of the best climax of my life.
Understanding flashed in his eyes, but I felt drunk with the knowledge that I could make this buttoned-up good guy lose control so completely. I lifted up and drove back down, over and over. I rode Holt like my life depended on it, fucking him fast and hard, all the while the realization that we were in a public place danced at the back of my mind, only, instead of feeling wrong, it made it that much hotter.
I circled my hips, swallowing down my whimpers and moans as I rubbed my clit on the base of his dick. I was so close.So. Close.
My whole body trembled, and I had to lean back, bracing my hands behind me on Holton’s strong thighs as I bounced on his cock, taking us both higher.
“Jesus, you feel so goddamn good,” he groaned. “Always so wet for me, so tight and hot.”
He gripped my hips and started driving himself up deeper into me, taking back the control I’d wanted this time around.
That was when an idea dawned on me. I dragged the nails of one of my hands up his thigh, fondling his balls from behind. At the light squeeze I gave them, his eyes flashed and the muscle in his jaw ticked wildly. Almost, but not quite. I wanted to see if I could push him far enough to break the rule I’d put into place. I wanted to ruffle that Boy Scout image of his even more.
With a sinful smile, I slid my fingers a little farther down. Realization hit, causing his eyes to bug out, but it was too late. I felt that tight pucker and pressed my finger into Holton’s ass up to my first knuckle.
