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She could tell that the big Kindred wanted to hold back, but apparently the sight of her licking and sucking him, added to the physical stimulation was simply too much.
“Addison, we should stop!” he protested, though he made no move to pull her off him. “Youknowthis is wrong. I’m your boss! And besides, you don’t really want me to come in your mouth—do you?”
Addison gave him a naughty look and pulled back once more.
“That’sexactlywhat I want, Sir,” she purred. “Come in my mouth—shoot your hot cream down my throat. I want to swallow every…last…drop.”
Then she went back to sucking and stroking him. She slipped one hand down to cradle his heavy sac and rolled his balls gently in her palm.
It was too much for Courick. She felt his cock get even thicker and he fisted one big hand in her hair, pulling her even closer. Then—with a low groan—he began to come.
Addison almost got more than she’d bargained for. As the first spurt hit the back of her throat, she barely had time to acknowledge that his actual cum reallywasas delicious as his precum and then there was another spurt, and another andanother.
She swallowed as fast as she could, loving the feel of his big hand in her hair and his cock pumping in her mouth. She felt sexy and naughty and hot and she hadfinallygotten her stern Daddy Dom to admit the sexual attraction between them.
But the minute he finished coming, Courick pulled abruptly away. He glared down at her and his golden eyes werenothappy.
“Addison,” he said, breathing hard as he stuffed his cock back in his trousers. “Youshouldn’thave done that!”
Addison pulled back. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she frowned up at him.
“I only did what we’ve both been wanting for the past two weeks!” She was still feeling naughty and bratty and she was tired of being a “good little girl.”
“It doesn’t matter what we want—I have a vow to keep!” he exclaimed. “I told you I couldn’t meet your sexual needs, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but you didn’t say anything aboutmemeetingyoursexual needs—did you?” Addison pointed out sweetly.
His frown became a scowl.
“Youknowwhat I mean! I only promised to try and be the father figure you lacked—to meet your needs to belittle.I never agreed to…to anything else.”
“You mean you never agreed to let me suck you?” Addison asked recklessly. “I guess I was pretty naughty, wasn’t I?” She turned to the side, showing him her bottom. “Would you like to spank me, Daddy?”
“No, I wouldn’t like to spank you!” Courick exclaimed, sounding frustrated and annoyed. “This isn’t some kind of a game, Addison! You can’t just?—”
Just then, there was a knock on his office door.
Addison gasped and scrambled out from under the desk as Courick hastened to fasten the magno tabs on his trousers.
“Come in,” he called as the two of them finished straightening themselves. Addison hoped she didn’t look as disheveled as she felt. Of all times for someone to interrupt them! They needed to get this issue out on the table and deal with it once and for all. They?—
The door opened and everything she’d been thinking was wiped from her mind. She knew the man standing in the doorway.
Talk about bad timing—this was the worst timing in the whole damn world! But there was nothing she could do about it. It was like a train wreck and she was about to be caught in the middle of it—she could tell.
16
COURICK
“Hello?”
Courick looked at the human male standing in the doorway. He was still flustered from the illicit sexual release Addison had given him. His heart was pounding and he felt all sweaty. Worse, his cock was still hard! Kindred males could have multiple orgasms and it was clear that his body wanted to continue what his assistant had started. Not that he was going to—it was wrong!
“Can I help you?” he said, since the human male hadn’t said anything to his previous greeting. He was an older male with gray hair and he was wearing an expensive looking suit.
“I’m just looking for Addison—the girl at the front desk said I could find her here,” he said. “Oh—thereshe is.”
He started towards Addison, who looked like the picture of guilt. Her cheeks were flushed and her long, auburn hair was disheveled—probably from where Courick had been gripping it to pull her onto his cock as he came down her throat, he thought, feeling a mixture of shame and desire. Gods, how could he have allowed himself to do that?
