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She bites her lip for a moment before moving her hand to the top button of her dress. “I thought you might say that.”
She begins unbuttoning her dress.
“Wh…what are you doing?”
“Taking what I want.”
I watch on with rapt fascination as she unfastens every single button, all the way down, until the dress is completely open, revealing a red lace bra and tiny matching panties.
Oh. Shit. She’s gorgeous. I’m trying to be strong for her sake but she’s not making it easy. My cock certainly isn’t getting the message that I’m not touching her again. It’s pressing against my pants. I have to adjust myself to make a little room for its significant growth at the sight of her delectable body.
She removes the dress completely, throws it over a chair, and starts walking toward me. I hold up my hands. “Beth, I can’t touch you. You need to heal.”
“Yes, I heard you the first time,” but she continues walking my way.
“Beth. Please. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yep. I understand.” But she doesn’t stop.
She reaches me and stands between my legs. My cock is now painfully hard at the sight of her like this. I move my hand up her soft, smooth leg. “I really shouldn’t.”
She breathes, “I know.”
My eyes take her in, my hands on her bare hips. “Eres la mujer sexista que he visto.”You’re the sexist woman I’ve ever seen.
She smiles in triumph. As soon as I spoke Spanish, she knew she had me.
“But I don’t want to hurt you. I’m trying so hard not to touch you.”
She traces her fingertips through my beard. “No significa que no pueda tocarte.”It doesn’t mean I can’t touch you.
At that, she drops down to her knees in front of me and slowly runs her hands up my thighs until she reaches my cock. After stroking it over my pants a few times, she leans over and softly kisses it. I’m a grown man with shit-ton of experience, and yet somehow, she’s made it so I nearly blow my load from the feel of her warm breath on me. This woman makes me come undone.
She unbuttons and unzips my pants and then reaches in and pulls out my cock. This time, she gives me the same soft kiss on my bare cock. She lifts her head, looks me in the eyes, and licks her lips. I grip the sides of my chair to attempt to maintain control. I want to grab her hair and shove my cock far down her throat until she’s gagging, but I can’t do that with her.
After wrapping her silky fingers around me, she bends her head and, achingly slowly, runs her tongue up my length until she reaches the tip. She slides her tongue around my oozing tip, taking what I’m already giving her. “Hmm. You taste as good as I imagined. I’ve been dying to do this to you for a long time. I want you to come long and hard down my throat, Mr. Mazzello.”
Who is she right now? She’s definitely not the shy, delicate woman I thought she was. Whoever she is, I’m liking her. My cock is loving her.
Her tongue traces all the veins of my cock. She seems to be savoring this. What she’s really doing is driving me nuts.
She continues teasing me for a bit before she eventually feeds my cock into that wet, warm mouth of hers. I watch it disappear as her tongue traces every engorged vein on the way in. I can already see red lipstick on my dick, the sight of which makes me groan in pleasure.
With her mouth wide open to accommodate my girth, she takes my cock all the way to the back of her throat. She’s got one hand on the base and the other behind me grabbing the top of my ass to give her leverage.
She looks up at me with those spectacular blue eyes of hers, her dark, long eyelashes blinking a few times. This moment is every fantasy I’ve had over the past four years. Her with my cock in her mouth while those intense, gorgeous eyes stare up at me innocently.
I’m losing the battle of self-control. I run my fingers through her hair before I grip it tight and lift my hips to push myself deeper. “Ahora- chúpame la polla como una buena chica.”Now suck my cock like a good girl.
She smiles just before she seals her lips around me and sucks so hard that I almost gasp in shock at the pressure.
Her suction snaps the last of my sanity and control.
I pull her hair as my hips take on a life of their own and thrust into her. Her cheeks hollow out, and my eyes roll around in my head at the extreme pleasure. She’s like a vacuum cleaner with her suction. She could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.
In and out, harder and harder, she’s going to town on me in the best way possible. The best part is that she’s enjoying it. She’s moaning. I can smell her arousal. I’m dying to sink some part of myself into it.
I’m so lost in pleasure that I barely notice my door opening. Fortunately, I have a large executive desk. Beth is hidden, as am I, below my waist.
