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A knockat his open office door brought his head up. He’d been reading over possible business investments and was surprised to find Bellamy standing in the doorway. An instant image of the two of them fucking in her office came to mind. He’d been struggling all afternoon to stay focused on business, but remained unsuccessful all because of the woman standing in his doorway. He leaned back in his chair and checked her out from head to toe. “To what do I owe the pleasure, baby?”
She stepped inside his office, then closed and locked the door behind her. She dropped her purse on his couch, then removed her coat and dropped it on top. She slowly made her way around his desk, one side of her mouth kicked up. He turned in his swivel chair, allowing her to step up between his spread legs.What was she up to?
“Well, after you left this morning, I couldn’t get a damn thing done. All I could think about was what we did in my office.”
“And what was that?” He wanted to hear her say it.
“When you fucked me.” Her voice was soft and breathy, the heat in her eyes unmistakable.
“Is that right?”
“I thought I should return the favor.” She dropped to her knees, her hands smoothing up and down his thighs.
“What favor?” he all but croaked.
“I thought I’d come give you something to think about when you’re sitting in your office. Something that would keep you from ever getting work done in here again.” She smoothed her hands up his thighs, reaching for his buckle. He waited until she’d gotten his jeans unbuttoned and the zipper pulled down before he raised his hips and shoved his jeans down far enough to give her easy access to his throbbing cock.
Bellamy licked her lips at the sight of his dick already leaking. She leaned in and took a slow swipe of her tongue, taking the taste of him into her mouth. Fuck, that was hot. She gripped his shaft at the base with her hand while her tongue set about licking him from base to tip. He could only imagine the torture he would endure if he ever watched her eat an ice cream cone. “Damn, Bellamy, that feels good. Now take me in your mouth.” She did as he instructed, her eyes turned up to his. “That’s it, baby. Take me as far as you can go.”
He’d had women go down on him before, but none of them looked at him the way Bellamy was looking at him right now. He wasn’t a fool. He knew the difference was because Bellamy loved him and the other women were only looking to get off. He hissed through his teeth when he felt her throat move against the head when she swallowed.
His hand tangled in her hair at the back of her head, guiding her up and down his cock. She started to hum her approval, making his control slip a little further. He would love nothing more than to come down her throat, but the feel of taking her tight, wet pussy bare again had him holding on a little longer. “Use your hand with your mouth. Yeah, just like that. Squeeze a little harder.”
His hips were involuntarily moving toward her mouth as she was coming down. He tightened his grip in her hair and told her to unbutton her blouse. “Now unhook your bra. I want to see your tits.”
Using her free hand, she swiftly unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked the front closure of her bra. Her nipples were hard little pebbles. The memory of sucking them into his mouth earlier almost had him coming. “Come up here and kiss me,” he commanded. He pulled her off his cock and slammed his mouth down on hers. His tongue dueled with hers in a passionate dance that threatened to consume them both.
A loud banging on his door had him jerking away. “Not now!”
“Race!”
“Get the fuck away from my god damn door!” He wasn’t sure who was out there and didn’t give a fuck. They needed to get gone or someone was going to get shot. The sound of their laughter fading away didn’t seem to bother Bellamy. She’d immediately taken him in her hand, keeping him teetering on the edge.
“Raise your skirt and slip off your panties. I want to see how wet you are.”
He helped her to her feet where she braced herself with one hand on his desk and slipped her panties, dropping them to the floor. Next, she bunched up her skirt around her waist so Race could clearly see what he did to her. Her pussy was bare except for a small strip and his mouth watered, wanting a taste.
“Bend over my desk.” He pushed his chair back and pointed to the area right in front of him. He waited for her to do as instructed, spreading her legs wide, her ass pointed his direction. He dropped to his knees and it was his turn to torture her. He swiped his tongue through her juices, the sound of her pleasure music to his ears. He continued his feast until her legs began to shake and threatened to give out.
He rose to his feet and ran his hands over her soft, smooth ass, his focus dropping to her back hole. Dipping a finger in her wet channel, he gathered her juices and brought it back to her back entrance. “One of these days, I’m going to take you here.” He gently nudged his finger into her hole at the same time he lined up his cock and entered her pussy.
“Oh, God, Race.” She lay across his desk, her face sideways along the surface with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted. Her arms were extended above her head with her hands clasping the edge of the desk. Fuck if it wasn’t one of the prettiest things he’d ever seen.
“Would you like that?” He pushed his finger in farther, slowly advancing until he could go no farther.
“Yesss,” she groaned.
“Have you ever done it before?” Fuck, she was grinding back into him, testing his control.
“Tried it once, but I don’t think he knew what he was doing because it hurt.”
He didn’t like the idea of another man taking her there and he didn’t like that the bastard hadn’t made it good for her. He’d take his time, work her up, and make sure she enjoyed every second of of it. Deciding to take it up another notch, he added a second finger to her ass. At first she tensed, but when he used his other hand to work her clit, she relaxed and allowed him to proceed.
He stopped with his cock in her pussy and began working the two fingers in and out of her ass. In no time she was thrusting herself backward, meeting his fingers. Her breathing became heavy and her legs were shaking again.
“Oh my God, Race. That feels so good.”
