Corporate Temptress

Now the tables had turned. He had no doubt that with her like this, on her knees before him, he’d do anything she asked to ensure she sucked him off.

“Luckily for you, Evan, I’m not looking for love either.” Her gaze traveled from his erection slowly up to his chest then to his eyes. “I was married once, did you know that?”

“No.” He gritted his teeth as she stroked him more eagerly now. “I hadn’t heard.”

Leaning forward, she kissed his thigh, then ran her tongue closer to his erection using little swirls that had him fighting back his desire to tell her to hurry the fuck up. “I was married when I was twenty and it ended two years ago.”

He trembled as her tongue travelled, closer…and closer…then irritating him, she moved away. “So you see, I’ve been there and done that.” She glimpsed up at him while she stroked him. “Maybe down the road I’ll look into settling down again, but for now I’m more focused on enjoying.”

He chuckled. “My cock?”

“Yes, Evan, your big, beautiful cock.” She grinned. “No emotions. No strings attached.” She licked her lips, drawing his focus to her mouth. “Is this an agreement you can handle?”

His stared at that mouth for a moment longer as she caressed her tongue over her top lip, but he knew her intention. She wanted him begging for her, and while he might want to, he held on to the control and took the reins from her. “How ’bout I make that decision after you suck my cock?”

She sat back on her legs, her hand freezing in midstroke. “Why would that be?”

“Seems foolish to agree to something before I have a demonstration first.” Leaning down, he slid his fingers through her dark hair and flicked it over her shoulder then he traced the curve of her shoulder. “Not a good business move. You need to prove that my time spent with you would be worthwhile.”

Her eyes twinkled. “Ah, best I prove myself valuable to you, then.” She leaned in and licked the pre-cum that gathered on the tip. Hell, if she did that again, he suspected she’d get the full load in seconds.

He undid his tie, unbuttoned his dress shirt then tossed them to the floor as she drew his dick into her mouth and took him all the way into her throat. His fists clenched at his sides as her lips became a vise grip. Her mouth was warm and wet and his cock slid in until it stopped, unable to go farther. Did the woman have no gag reflex?

She massaged the underside of his dick with her tongue and he found his utopia. Each swipe of her tongue nearly made him come undone and when she sucked in her cheeks, he grunted his pleasure.

Painfully slow, she pulled away from his cock and her lips popped off the head. She swirled her tongue under the rim, keeping her stare fixated on his eyes. Then she feathered her tongue down his shaft, up and down, licking him into wild sensations. Moving down farther, she licked each ball before pulling one testicle into her mouth to give it a suck.

A deep groan rose from his chest as he watched her sucking on his testicles and stroking his shaft, wet from her saliva. After her mouth left his balls, she ran her tongue back up him in one long, hard lick.

At the tip, she flicked the slit and he all but saw stars. Her hand moved in light strokes, barely touching him. When she drew him into her mouth, lowering down, he grabbed that silky head of hair. He couldn’t take much more of this. It’d been too long since he had a woman sucking him. Even his ex Sherri-Lynn never sucked him like this.

This chick didn’t just suck cock, she loved to suck cock. She wasn’t doing this to give him pleasure, she did it because it fed a part of her, just like it had him to watch her blow. Each suck of her lips against the tip was done with precision. Every time she trailed her fingernails up and down his thighs added a level of sensations that nearly dropped the floor out from under him.

With one hand continuing to trail a path up his leg, she ran those nails over his stomach, and her other hand followed her mouth on his shaft. Up and down her head moved, those stunning eyes staying on his seductively.

That was, until something about her changed. A focused nature that made her eyes twinkle, and with a wink at him, she dropped her gaze.

In one second, she went from that teasing nature to a woman on a mission. She pulled in her cheeks around his cock, gave a moan that hummed across his hard flesh then started fucking him with her mouth.

She bobbed her head with a speed calling to his orgasm. Her hand pumped his shaft in the same rhythm she set with her lips. He widened his stance, overwhelmed by the friction she caused and gave a guttural groan, nearly going cross-eyed from the pleasure she forced upon him. Her hand moved from going up and down to swirling around as if giving him an Indian burn, but this didn’t hurt, it fucking blew his mind.

When he hardened further, she apparently realized his closeness and brought her mouth back up to the tip where she sucked on it as if that motion alone would milk the cum from him. Her hand trailing his stomach joined the one on his dick a

nd using both, she jerked him off as if this woman had stamina that would never end. Her gaze returned to his and he became lost in her eyes.

He swiped the hair away from her face, cupped her cheeks and allowed her the right to control this moment. He didn’t thrust his hips, as much as he craved to. She wanted his cum and he’d allowed her draw it out of him. While he loved to hold the power, he’d be a fool if he didn’t realize that at times, handing it over meant more pleasure for him.

This was one of those times.

Under her force, his erection became steel, causing the lowest of moans to rise from his throat. His gaze wandered over those big tits. The way they bounced made his groans louder. In response, she stopped sucking his cock, continuing to move her hands in a way he could barely endure. That grip, all that wetness, was equal to the tightest cunt he’d ever fucked. Her mouth parted and she quickened her strokes. Her request was glaringly obvious.

Fuck, yeah!

Heat sped up his spine, and his hands fisted in her hair. Her strokes increased so fast that his muscles tensed. He tipped his head back, a wave of hot arousal flushing over him to near pain and her unforgiving strokes built his orgasm to the highest intensity.

“Are you going to come for me?” she purred.

Lowering his head, he glanced back at her. Her hands worked over him as if she wanted nothing less than for him to come all over her. “Open your mouth.”