“How much do you need it?”
“More than anything in the world.” She licks her lips. “I need it more than anything ever.”
My hand caresses her jaw, and then I’m forcing her mouth open as I shove the entire length inside. She gasps and gags a little as I enter her throat. Her hands are bound behind her back with handcuffs, so she has no control in this situation. There are tears in her eyes from the suddenness of my entry.
My hands slide into her hair. She’s obediently sucking me into her mouth. I watch each time as I thrust and retreat, thrust and retreat. My balls draw up and I feel the tingle in my spine that means that I’m ready to shoot.
One of my hands slides to the back of her neck, holding her right where I want her as I grunt and unload my seed into her wet, warm mouth.
“Swallow,” I tell her. “Take it all.”
I watch her throat work as she tries to swallow all of it, but it’s too much for her. A little white come is coming out of the corner of her mouth.
I open my eyes, panting a little from the force of my orgasm. I clean up and flush everything down the toilet.
She makes me hard several times a day. If I ignore it, my blue balls make it clear that I need to unload in her. I’ve barely been able to control myself, and only the thought of castration and betraying my friend Jack stop me from acting on my fantasies. But I know that it would ruin everything.
One more week, and I’ll have my normal secretary Amanda back. One more week, and temptation will go back to school full-time. I’m about to go insane.
This week can’t end soon enough.
Email
Lincoln
The next afternoon, I’m coming in from a lunch meeting when I see her. She has big headphones on. They’re connected to her phone while she sorts through all the email that has accumulated in the last day.
“Camilla.”
She flushes the same way as she pushes her headphones off so that they’re around her neck.
“How can I help you, sir?”
“I need you to get me a double shot of espresso from the café next door as soon as possible.” I need the caffeine. I’d like to be drinking some whiskey, but it’s a little early in the day for that. Plus alcohol lowering my inhibitions is a terrible idea when all I want to do is bend my best friend’s daughter over my desk and fuck her until she’s screaming my name so that the whole office can hear her and know that she’s mine.
Bad idea.
“Sure, sir.”
“And you can grab something for yourself. Put it on the company account.”
“Right away.” She stands up, tugging her skirt down. Her breasts jiggle just a little bit. God, everything she does entrances me. She makes me think like a horny teenager. I’m surprised that there isn’t drool dripping off my chin.
She has it all: beauty, brains, efficiency, and a sense of humor. If she were two decades older, we’d be married already.
She walks towards the elevator. I’m admiring her smooth, sexy walk before I shake my head and turn around. I’m about to head into my office when I see the email that’s on her screen.
The subject line says “Today’s Lincoln Fantasy”.
I know that I’m snooping into a private file, but come on. My name is there. Surely that gives me a free pass.
I look around the office. Nobody is paying attention. The sales team that is normally on this floor is out at some corporate retreat, setting sales goals for the next quarter. The people who are here aren’t looking at me.
I sit down at her desk and read the rest of it.
Oh my god, Kelly, I can’t stop thinking about him. I want his perfect mouth on mine. I want him to pin me against the wall and hold me in place until I beg him to stop because I can’t take any more. And then I want him to keep going anyway.
I can’t handle working here anymore, Kels. It’s going to be hell this week. It’s only Tuesday, so I have three more days to go.