"I'm glad," I stammer out, trying to figure out where my clothes are. "You have an 11 o'clock. I think I better get going," I say, eyes to the ground as I sight the clothes I abandoned earlier.
He walks toward the same direction, and that massive cock is at eye level with me. I shiver, thinking, dear god, that cock was deep inside me and is still shimmering from all of my cum.
"Let me clean this off for you," I say, wrapping both hands around it and sliding the full length of that incredible cock into my mouth. I feel him start to stiffen up more in my mouth, and I suck a few more seconds than is polite. I like the feel of it jerking in my hands. I guess I can leave him wanting more, too. I pull the cock out of my mouth and look up at him. "All better now."
Kaden's hand cups my cheek and I am frozen on the spot, wondering if he's going to stab that massive dick right back down my throat and if that's exactly what I want. He says nothing, and drops his hand.
I stand up and don't know what to say. I start putting on my panties, getting dressed again to get out of the room before I climb aboard Wonder Boy's amusement part for very wet girls. I start to put my bra on and that's when Kaden decides I need a helping hand.
His mouth is at my neck, his hands close over mine and clasp my bra. Coming back forward, he smoothes the cups over my breasts, molding them against my skin with his massive hands.
I run my lower lip through my teeth. This man's every touch is so good, like a drug I'm getting addicted to. I step back and slide into my shoes, put my top back on.
Allowing myself the indulgence, I watch him stretch. The man is sexy as sin. . He is the picture of male perfection. Body of a god. Face of an angel. I snap a picture with my mind.
"This was...we should," I start and now my hand is on my hip. "Enjoy the rest of your day. I'm sure you can stalk me again should you want to do this again, or some equally enticing variation." That's my best attempt at being smooth. I turn on my heel and head out the door.
"Yes, we should, Brittney," I hear that sexy voice say just as I'm leaving. My name has never sounded so good in my life. My nipples are sore just thinking about it and my mouth runs dry. I didn't think my mouth could ever be dry again after all the saliva I worked up to choke down that huge cock. I n
eed a bottle of water and then a nap. Maybe I need to open my mouth in the shower. This workout is so much better than anything I'd do at the gym, if I went more.
Kaden
"That’s for saving me from going to jail," Brittney announces with a wink.
Wha…what? I open up my eyes and try to focus on the amazing woman in front of me who just gave me the most amazing blowjob of my life.
Lord, I sound like a 13-year-old girl right now. I do know other words than "amazing," right?
I get my sex-crazed mind to focus on her. She’d said words. Oh right. Saving her.
"You’re welcome. Any time. Especially if that’s the reward," I say, gesturing towards my Very Happy Dick.
"Well, I’m off. Have a good day!" she says cheerfully, as if we’ve just exchanged pleasantries on the street, and then fucking walks out of my office.
Just walks out!
I’m in such a state of shock, I don’t even think to stop her until the door clicks closed behind her. Where is she going? Why is she going?
"Wait!"
I start to chase after her but as I get to my office door, I realize that things are a little more…breezy than normal, and holy shit, I can’t go walking out into the main office area naked as the day I was born. I’d give Gweny a heart attack.
I throw my clothes on as quickly as I can, running my hands through my hair to try to straighten it, and then open up my office door. Gweny is giving me the death glare and I just give her a sheepish grin in return.
"It’s 11:13 am, sir." She never calls me sir, except when I’m in trouble. Whoops. "I tried knocking on the door earlier, but you were…occupied."
I give her a weak grin and all but dive back into my office, shutting the door behind me. The 11 o’clock appointment wasn’t really that important – just some more investors who wanted to give me more money, and since I already have more money than God, the excitement just isn’t there for me anymore.
But Brittney...
I lean up against the office door and remember what it’d felt like that first moment, when she’d wrapped her lips around my dick. Oh fuck, what a marvelous feeling.
Now there was something to focus on.
I pace around the office, thinking. What could I do? I can already tell that Brittney isn’t going to be impressed by my wealth – she didn’t seem to blink an eyelash at my opulent office. She isn’t going to be impressed by my title as Boy Wonder. I need to figure out what she wants. What makes Brittney Bartlett tick?
Finally, a challenge worth pursuing. I pick up my phone and call Gweny. Yeah, I’m a wimp, calling her when she’s only twenty steps away from me, but in here, she can’t send me death rays with her eyes.