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“And then I am going to undress you and do ungodly things to your beautiful body, starting with having you come all over my cock,” I say, my face mere inches from hers, and her eyes light up.
“Really?” she asks, a small smile gracing her lips, and I pull her tight against me again, wanting my hands on her body.
“Tell me what else you have in mind,” she says, her hands moving to my chest, then down my front, one traveling farther south and cupping my rock-hard cock. I growl as she massages my length through my trousers.
“Well, right now, I think I will lock my office door, before I put you on my desk, spread your beautiful legs, and fuck your pussy with my tongue,” I grit out, almost ready to pick her up and walk out of here with her over my shoulder. I know we are in extremely dangerous territory standing here like this in my office. I should not even be talking to her like this… anyone could walk in.
“Well, Mr. Rothschild, that does sound like an offer I can’t refuse. Let me lock the door for you,” she says in her professional tone, and I am not sure if it is the fact she called me by my full name or the fact that she wants to play out my fantasy, but I’m more turned on than I thought possible. I watch her sway her hips in her tight black pencil dress and hear the click of the lock on my door, before she does the same on hers. I take a seat at my desk, leaning back in my office chair, admiring her as she walks back to me. Her curves are highlighted today in her fitted black attire, her flaming red hair is out, running down her back. I’m a fucking lucky bastard.
“Come here,” I say to her, and I watch her slide her body in between me and my desk and stand right in front of me. Leaning forward, I skim my hands up her legs, pushing her dress up her thighs, going higher until it is bunched up around her hips. I get rewarded by the view of my favorite thin black lace underwear, the ones that make me groan on sight.
I lean in, nuzzling her, trailing my nose over the lace. The pain underneath my own zipper almost pushes me to breaking point. I stand then, my hands firmly under her ass, and lift her so she is sitting on the edge of my desk.
“Lean back and lay down,” I growl into her mouth as I plunge my tongue inside and push her body gently back. I can feel her breasts against my chest, her hands gripping onto my shirt, and her little moans that are barely audible are like flickering flames on my skin, making me want to get her naked and quickly.
“That’s it, you look beautiful laying on my desk…” I murmur to her as I stand back up, looking down at her. She is perfection, her hair splayed out, her back arching slightly, pushing her fucking fantastic tits out even more. I have no idea how I got her, but I’m fucking glad I did. Before I take a seat back in my chair, I pick up each of her feet and place them on each arm of my chair. I run my hands up and down her bare legs, her body already shivering under my touch, before my fingers skirt across the thin black lace between her thighs.
“You are already so wet for me, baby…” I groan, feeling her damp underwear as I pull aside the black lace and gently rub her with my fingers, finding her clit and circling it, teasing her perfect pussy that is waiting just for me.
“Harrison…” Her hands run up and down her thighs in need before she puts them by her sides and her fingers grip around the edge of my desk.
“Shhhh, lay quietly, baby. I need to have you,” I whisper as I lean forward and brush my tongue along her folds. Her taste spreads on my tongue, and I do it again and again, because the first time wasn’t enough.
“Oh… my…” She whimpers as her hands delve into my hair, and she starts massaging my scalp, which she knows I fucking love.
I trail my hands up the insides of her legs, before they land on either side of her hips, and I spread her legs wider, so she is completely open for me to dive in. I circle her clit with my tongue, over and over, before I delve inside, repeating the motion until I feel her hips rocking against my face.
“Harrison...” I hear her whisper faintly as her hands leave my hair and grip onto my desk again.
“Mmmm… baby?” I murmur the question, not wanting to move my mouth, enjoying her too much.
“You are so good at that,” she pants, and I see her bite her lower lip as her hips slowly rock against my face.
“Give it to me, baby, come on my tongue for me.” I’m trying to be quiet, even though my office is sound proof.
“I’m going to…” is all she gets out as I suck hard on her clit and her body arches off my desk, her hands gripping back into my hair, pulling it taut, but I don’t let up. I suck her as her body jolts and little moans seep out, before she falls back onto the desk in a heap. I lick her gently, not wanting to stop, before I pull away, replace her lace underwear, and shimmy her dress back down.
“God, I love the taste of you,” I say, as I pull her up and into my arms.
“Is this what they call Friday night happy hour?” she jokes, a wide smile coming to her face.
“Well, I am pretty happy, baby,” I say with a grin, and her eyes dance in delight.
“Me too…” she says as she slides from the desk and fixes her hair.
“Let me take you home for round two,” I growl into her ear, before I kiss her neck, nipping her skin.
“Lead the way.”
I don’t wait a minute longer, before I grab my bag, and we make our way to my private elevator.
Discreetly leaving the office for the weekend.
25
BETH
Ihave been on edge all day. The storm started this morning and is showing no signs of disappearing. But after Harrison had me on his desk, the fright left my body a little bit, the stress of the thunderstorm still there, but less so.
