“You like it, huh?” I smile at him.
“I fucking love it.” He smiles back at me. “You’re fucking hot in it.” He kisses me on my neck and down between my breasts. “I’m so ready to fuck you.”
He kisses me long and hard—the same way he kissed me the night before. I can feel his huge cock move under his pants and against the pencil skirt I’m wearing.
He stops kissing me and looks at me with those smoky fuck-me eyes he has. We’re so close that our noses nearly touch.
“Is that all you’re going to give me?” I ask.
If he sees this as a fucking challenge, then it’s game time.
“Oh, so you’re up for this?” Will says.
He smiles that shit-eating grin at me.
“I’m more than up for it, honey.”
I catch him off guard and move away from the wall.
“And where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he asks.
I run around to the other end of the huge wooden desk sitting in the middle of the room.
I lean against it.
“So you want to play hard to get. Is that it?” he suggests.
He smirks at me from the other end of the desk.
“No, not at all,” I laugh.
He chases me around the desk twice until he grabs my arm the second time around. This black pencil skirt and my fucking pink heels make it hard to run.
He grabs a hold of my other arm and moves me back toward the wall. He tries to pin me again, but I manage to outsmart him. I push him to the wall, but not the way he did me.
He kisses me again. He moves his tongue around and inside my mouth. I can feel my nipples hardening, and that tingly feeling comes between my legs.
His huge cock moves in his pants again.
He releases the kiss. He grabs my right shoulder and pushes me down to the floor. I kneel on the floor in front of him—although it’s not easy dressed the way I am.
I yank his pants down. Then I pull his boxers down, and they fall to his ankles.
His mighty cock points right at me, like it knows what Will wants.
I begin kissing his muscular left thigh and then his right.
His cock continues to get harder and harder. Will grabs the back of my head and pushes me toward his cock.
I kiss and then lick the end of it. He moans in approval.
“God. Christ. Don’t fucking stop,” he says.
I look up and see that his eyes are closed and his head’s tilted back.
I stick my mouth over the end of his cock and suck on it. I try hard to get as much of it in my mouth as I can. There’s no way I’ll get all of it in my mouth.
It’s that fucking huge.