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“By spanking you?” I nodded, and he grinned too and asked, “Is that really punishment?”
“We can pretend it is.” I rubbed against his cock, and he started to get hard again as I asked, “What about you? Do you think you can avoid making any sounds that’ll tip off your client?”
“I’ll be fine. And if not, I know where the mute button is on my phone.”
“That’s cheating!”
“Okay, no mute button then. I’ll just have to be strong. Be forewarned though, I’m going to try to make it really difficult for you to stay quiet.” I loved the way mischief sparkled in his eyes. It felt like I was finally uncovering the real Aleksei, under all those layers of seriousness and responsibility.
“Bring it on.”
He kissed me before patting his desk. “Sit up here, right on the edge, and spread your legs for me.”
“You’re going to end up with a big ass print on your nice, shiny desktop.”
That made him chuckle. “I’ll take my chances.” I did as he asked, and then I got comfortable by leaning back and propping myself up on my elbows. “That’s perfect,” he said, as he rolled his chair right between my legs.
He hooked the compact headset to his ear and dialed a number on his office phone. When the call connected, he greeted the client and began a conversation in Russian. I only understood an occasional word here and there, but I liked listening to Aleksei speak his native language. While his English tended to be on the formal side, his Russian flowed with an easy rhythm.
I could tell he and the client knew each other well, because they spent the first few minutes chatting about the client’s family, his new car, and a few things I couldn’t make out. Even though I couldn’t hear what the other person was saying, Aleksei’s responses made it clear when the conversation shifted to investing.
He was right that the client loved to hear himself talk. When he launched into a lengthy monologue, Aleksei met my gaze and smiled.
It surprised me when he picked up my ankles and put them on his shoulders. Then he leaned in and ran his tongue up my inner thigh before lapping at the sensitive skin between my asshole and balls. As I squirmed and tried not to moan, I realized just how challenging this was going to be. And he was only getting started.
Over the next few minutes, he licked me and sucked my cock and drove me completely wild. I had to press my hand over my mouth to smother the gasps and moans that were impossible to hold back. I never realized how vocal I was until I needed to be quiet.
After a while, he sat back and started stroking my cock while he answered a question for his client. I had to grin at his ability to multitask.
He brought me right to the edge of orgasm and backed off before building me up again. I whimpered when he let go of my cock and wrote a message on a notepad: Don’t come until I finish my call.
Then he started jerking me off again, and I had to stifle a moan. I braced my hands on the desk and thrust into his fist, desperate for just a little more friction. When he grinned and shook his head, I had to force myself to hold still.
By the time he ended the call, I was a sweaty, desperate mess. “You did well, Tima,” he said, as he took off the headset and put it in a drawer. “Now you can come.”
He wrapped his lips around my cock and sucked it, and about two seconds later I threw my head back and yelled as I shot down his throat. It was incredibly intense, and by the time that searing orgasm finally ended, I was wrecked.
I came back to myself gradually, as I caught my breath and my heartbeat slowed. Meanwhile, Aleksei moved me to his lap and wrapped his arms around me. He whispered to me in Russian, calling me a sweet angel and some things I didn’t understand, and I curled into him.
After a while, I murmured, “Your turn. Want me to suck your cock? Or we could—”
“Next time.”
“You sure?”
He nodded before asking, “Will you spend the night with me?”
“Of course.”
I assumed we’d be relocating to his house, but instead he got up and carried me down a short hallway to a locked door. After he punched some numbers into a keypad, we entered an apartment of sorts.
He pulled a Murphy bed out of the wall, put me down on it, and retrieved some pillows and blankets from the closet. Once he got me tucked in, he handed me a bottle of water from a small refrigerator. Then he kissed my forehead and murmured, “I’ll be right back,” before returning to the office.
