There is an incredible moment right before she moves her head forward.
She looks up at you, eyes full of trust and desire, with her lips parted and her tongue sticking out, waiting for you. If you could frame that image, you would. Her pink lips have a slight sheen of spit from when she licked them as you pulled your cock out for her. She is kneeling in front of you, knees slightly apart, and your focus is singularly on her.
Of course, your attention is what she wanted when she crawled into your office and knelt next to your desk as you finished up a teleconference. You stroked her hair as she waited, nodding at her to give her permission to run her small hands over your inner thighs. Your voice hitched slightly as you felt her hand brush over your cock while you explained something to a colleague, and you gave her a warning look. She smiled coyly and brushed her hand over it again, but this time she did it more firmly.
You muted yourself and sighed. You undid your belt, pulled it out of its loops quickly, and used it to tie her hands behind her back. She pouted, but rested her head on your thigh as you both waited for the call to finish.
After you said your farewells to your coworkers, you tightened the grip of the hand that had been languidly playing with her hair. She made a small squeak, but nuzzled your thigh in response. She was ready for whatever you wanted to give her.
“What would you like to do?” you asked, pulling her hair back so that she was looking up at you.
“Give you a break,” she said coquettishly, looking at the bulge in your pants with no hesitation or shame.
You smiled, but shook your head mockingly, “No… No. You’ll have to be much more specific than that. Why did you come in here?”
Her eyes stayed on your bulge for another moment before travelling up to you. “I wanted to come in here and suck your cock.”
So, being the generous man that you are, you pulled your cock and balls out for her. Then, you are given this glorious moment where you get to watch her be entranced by your cock. Gone is the competent woman who is in complete control of her own life, and someone who is willing to do anything to get your cock in her mouth replaces her in this moment.
You roll your chair closer to her, trapping her between the V of your legs and the desk. She chafes against the belt holding her wrists as you begin to stroke your cock slowly, looking down at her. She takes the tip of her tongue and runs it over her top lip slowly, leaning her head closer towards you.
You continue to tease yourself as you watch her need building, letting out a small moan to tease her. She closes her mouth to pout slightly before moving her head down, placing small sucking kisses on the underside of your cock and licking at your balls. She sucks one into her mouth gently, sucking on it before letting it pop out of her mouth.
Using your other hand, you position your head where you want it: right by the tip of your cock. You rub it over her soft lips, teasing yourself as much as you’re teasing her.
“Please,” she whispers softly, looking up at you.
“Just the head. If you go further down than that, I’ll stop.”
“Thank you,” she breathes out. She greedily sucks the head of your cock into between her lips, and in that moment you are entirely focused on the hot, wet feeling of her mouth. Her tongue grazes over the tip gently before acquainting itself with your glans. She sucks on it harder and uses her tongue to swirl around the head before pulling back to let it out with a small “pop.”
She looks up at you for a second before moving her lips back around you, working her mouth over the permissioned section of your cock in an effort to convince you to let her have more of it.
Inevitably, her plan works and you grunt, “Gag on me.”
She lets out a soft moan around your cock as she slides more of it into her mouth. Like the good girl that she is, she takes the tip of it into the back of her throat and gags around you. Her throat constricts, trying to push you out, and she isn’t quiet as she keeps you where she wants you. As she pulls back, she sucks hard and massages her tongue against the shaft of your cock, causing the grip that you have in her hair to tighten.
Her head moves over you earnestly, and you lean your head back against the chair. You keep her hair wrapped around your hair, but you let her do what she does best. By using the arsenal of her lips, tongue, and gag reflex, it doesn’t take long for your body to respond to her attentions.
“I’m going to cum in your mouth, and you’re going to swallow every last drop of it,” you command, somewhat breathlessly. She moans around your cock in agreement, and you feel the telltale tightening. You move back into control immediately, holding her head still as you begin to thrust into her mouth. She is still working her tongue around you as she sucks hard, causing you to shut your eyes and moan back at her.
You still as your cum bursts into her mouth, your breathing labored. She sucks on you gently as you fill her mouth, her eyes finding yours as you finish.
She pulls back to swallow your load before cleaning your cock with her tongue. Your grip in her hair loosens, causing some of it to fall. She sucks on the head as she pulls back, causing it to leave her mouth with a small popping sound.
Resting back on her heels, she looks at you smugly. You resist the urge to roll your eyes: it was typical of her to be haughty right now. You smirk back at her, knowing that if she were to spread her legs just a little bit wider, you would be able to see the damp spot on her panties.
You hold onto her upper arms, helping her to her feet. Reaching around her, you undo your belt, letting her arms free. From your position, you lean your face forward a bit more, nuzzling your nose into the apex of her thighs to smell her. You can feel yourself salivate at the scent of her, but you pull yourself away reluctantly.
“I have another meeting to get into,” you start, fairly apologetic.
She looks thoughtful for a second before a devious grin breaks out over her face. “Give me a number between one and ten.”
You quirk an eyebrow, but you indulge her. “Five.”
She nods, walking out of the room. You hear her shuffle around in the other room before she comes back. In her hands, she holds a vibrator and two pillows. She sets herself up on the floor where she knelt before: she is laying on her back facing you, her legs open with her pussy bared for you. Her expression is still mischievous as she runs her hands over her breasts lazily.
“I’m going to edge myself five times for you as you’re in your meeting,” she says excitedly, “And you’re going to watch and hear me do it.”
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