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I do as told, smile and wink at the secretary leaning with her elbows over the counter as she peeks. Red flushes down the secretary’s cheeks to her neck. “Yup, Bella, she’s looking.”
“Then you stand right there, Mr. Morelli,” Gina mutters under her breath.
The elevator doors swoosh open. I extend a hand. My eyes are plastered over Gina’s ass as she walks inside. I’m addicted to all that ass. She presses the button. Soon as I have two feet planted in the elevator, the side of Gina’s fists slams the emergency stop.
Her eyes go wide as the elevator jolts between floors four and five. I’m left laughing for all two seconds.
“Gina, what did you think would happ . . .”
She’s on her knees in front of me, bringing my jeans and boxers down. My cock is half poking her in the head. My eyes take on the same shock factor as hers had. “Gina, Bella, baby, there’s a camera.”
“So?”
“Let’s get to . . . your office . . . Fuck,right there. Suck Daddy’s dick right there! Just like that.”
Gina runs her tongue along the length of me. She looks up like my own personal porn star to ask, “Daddy, can I suck your dick?”
“Don’t stop.” My fingers grip her hair. I arrived to be the comfort and support Gina Galloway seemed to need. Now, my eyes are rolling back as her wet mouth envelops my erection. Gina shudders like a leaf, shoving up the tight material of her skirt, toying with her sex. She swirls her tongue around my dick, then pops it back into her mouth.
While Gina’s head bobs, she looks up at me with unequivocal devotion.
Biting my bottom lip, I reduce my grasp on her hair. “That’s right, Bella. Suck Daddy’s dick as hard as you can . . . Yes, like that, Bella . . . Like you’re trying to suck the cum right out of my balls, baby.”
My little cocoa queen is working her pussy frantically and slurping my dick deep inside.
“Take me deeper, Bella. Just a little deeper . . . Finger-fuck your pussy, Gina, that’ll make it easier to get my cock all the way down your throat.”
I can feel Gina relaxing. She’s obsessed with my dirty talk; it always does the trick. Her mouth’s holding my dick like a warm, wet glove. She’s unraveling while riding her fingers. Her orgasm causes her to hum as I grab her hair tighter in the palm of my hand. She looks up at me for more approval, and I fucking lose it.
“You love pleasing me.” I groan, my hard dick becoming titanium.
The madman in me breaks loose. She’s melting into my bruising grip. My hips thrust to meet her lovely lips. The force is an assertion of my control over her. In a fierce possession, I fuck her mouth until the hot rush of my cum shoots straight down her throat.
16
Gina
The way Santino looked at me when I came down to meet him in the lobby had obliterated all of my inhibitions. I let him own every inch of my mouth while he spoke to me in an extraordinarily deep, Italian voice. It was richer than any food or addiction I had ever consumed. If his sex were calories, I’d be a plump, cheerful Mrs. Klaus!
After Santino plundered my mouth, I dragged him to the basement. We corner another security guard who has charge of surveillance cameras all night. His intimidating physique looks so lick-able. To our benefit, we find out the camerasinsidethe elevator haven’t been in commission for a while. I am mortified by how easily read we are. Well,Iam see-through—our sexual tryst is written all over my face. Santino is calm and collected.
With the cameras in the lobby and corridors in working order, I started to shell out cash for the guard to delete various pieces of footage, but the giant intimidated the guard into doing our bidding for free.
Now, Santino is in my black, custom tub with silver, claw-feet trim.
I snort, “Damn, I was told ten linebackers could fit into the tub when I bought it—friggen lie.”
“You asked if ten linebackers could fit inside of the tub, Bella?”
“Yup,” I reply, kneeling at the edge. I unbutton my blouse. I collect water in the palm of my hands and let it trickle across his abdominals. With a blissful sigh, I repeat the process.
“You have no other names for big guys like me, do you?”
“Nope.” I cork a smile, grabbing a loofah. “Beast to my beauty. On occasion, you flip me in bed like an erotic dancer. Have you ever been a stripper?”
“Yeah.”
Shaking my head, I sputter on another laugh. Feels like I’m deliciously inebriated off Santino’s caring and attention. He catches my arm and pulls me into the tub, fully clothed. “Hey!”
