“You’re killing me,” he muttered, but before I knew it, I could hear his belt jangling under the desk.
His eyes stayed pinned on mine as I made my way over to him, his jaw growing tighter with every precise click of my heels. It was as if the sound entranced him because it took awhile before he caught himself and hastily murmured, “Close the door.”
I glanced back at the open door then down at his desk. It was huge, and it went fully down to the floor, so I decidedly ignored his request.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Julian’s voice was hoarse when I reached him. After another quick peek outside, I lowered myself to my knees, undoing the button on his black slacks and pulling down the zipper. I looked up to see his stare flickering between the door and me, his expression a cross between high alert and higher anticipation.
His breath shortened when I reached into his grey boxers to free his hot erection, and he muffled his groan against his fist when I gave the first lick of his shaft. Flattening my tongue against his smooth underside, I drew it up slowly till I could wrap my lips around the head, sucking vigorously till my hair fell into my eyes.
“What are you doing?” Julian pleaded when I pulled back suddenly.
I answered by grabbing the pen off his desk and arching my back. His eyes glazed over as I slowly wound my long hair into a knot at the top of my head. I took my time, enjoying my view of Julian Hoult waiting eagerly for me. But his patience wore thin quickly.
“Fucking hell,” he hissed, angling forward to grip my jaw and kiss me as his free hand squeezed my breast.
Fastening my topknot with the pen, my grinning lips returned Julian’s kiss, but the moment footsteps sounded outside, he pulled swiftly back. With my hair out of the way, I peered up to see Julian nodding a hello at someone. He’d barely finished before I had his cock back in my mouth.
“Fuck.” His hand grabbed the top of the armrest as I bobbed up and down on him, my every stroke slicker and smoother than the last. “Christ, Sara,” Julian hissed, gripping my topknot as I let my tongue acquaint itself with every ridge and vein on his impressive shaft.
For several minutes, I got to spoil it uninterrupted, sucking so eagerly I wondered if the smacking sounds were echoing out into the hall. I decided on no. As busy as my lips were, I could still hear the low and gravelly filth Julian muttered to me as I got him rock-hard in my mouth. He held me closer to him, his grip on my topknot tightening with my every wet pull.
I knew when he released my hair that someone had just passed his doorway. I paused, waiting for the moment to pass.
But this time, it didn’t.
“Hey, Julian. McKinley’s here a little early for the meeting.”
I stopped, eyes wide when I recognized Colin’s voice at the door. My heart pounded as I slid my eyes up to Julian.
Holy shit. In no time, he’d executed his impossibly smooth transition into pure stoicism. His throbbing dick still rested on my bottom lip as I watched him, mouth hung open with awe. A bit of a teasing awe, really. I wanted him to glance down at me, but he didn’t.
So naturally, I started su
cking again.
The awkward grunt I got out of him made it entirely worth it.
“If you could get him water or coffee for now, that’d be great,” Julian said, punishing me with a quick tug on my hair. “I’ll meet him in the conference room shortly.”
“Great. He says Eli couldn’t make it because – ”
“That’s fine,” Julian cut him off, his voice tight as I touched his cock to the back of my throat. I saw his knuckles go white as he gripped the armrest. “That’s fine. Just… go,” he exhaled hard. “I’ll be there soon.”
A devilish thrill coursed through my veins as I heard Colin walk away. But the smile fell fast from my lips when Julian abruptly pulled out of my mouth and zipped back up.
I fell briefly onto my hands and knees as he got up from his seat and went for the door. My heart beat fast as I anticipated him walking out in fury. But from the floor behind his desk, I didn’t hear his footsteps pace down the hall.
Instead, I heard him close the door and lock it.
My pulse was racing by the time he reappeared to stand above me, his eyes cold and hard as he unzipped again and pulled out his cock.
“Get up,” he said.
My pussy throbbed in response to the command.
“Give me your panties.”
Julian watched me reach under my skirt, his fiery stare calming the slightest bit when my thong fell to my ankles. I let my mouth graze his cock on the way down to retrieve them, grinning at how he flexed his jaw over the brief contact. At that point, I still had him at my mercy.