Why Did It Have To Be You?

Dean’s hand shoots to his desk phone and slams on the mute button. “Jesus! Fuck!”

I don’t stop my head bobbing up and down on his cock. “Caroline....” Dean groans. “Just give me a minute. Fuck.” Dean quickly unmutes the phone so he can respond to whatever Mr. Daniels just said. I flatten my tongue more and pull my lips over my teeth so I can suck him tighter and faster. Dean is trying to get off the phone as quickly as possible. “Yes. Yes that’s fine. Please just send the file over to my assistant, and I will have Greg look it over in the morning.”

Dean is quiet for a few seconds listening and his hand tightens in my hair more. “Yes. Okay. Sounds good. Have a goodnight. Bye.”

Dean slams the phone down on the receiver, and lifts me off the floor so fast, I didn’t even realize it was happening until I was laying flat on my back across his desk.

Dean’s smirk looking down at me makes me swallow hard. His voice comes out so sexy and gravely “My turn.”

He hooks his fingers in my shorts and pulls them down to my knees but not all the way off.

Then his face is down by my thighs, and he is kissing his way up. One hand is grabbing my thigh, and the other makes its way up under my shirt. He begins pinching and tugging at my nipples just as his mouth makes it to my center.

The anticipation is killing me but Dean is just hovering over me. “Dean…” I moan out. He looks up at me and licks his lips. Another devilish smile making its way on his face. “Now Caroline. You have to be quiet.” Dean tisk at me. “Brian is right upstairs. Dont. Make. A. Fucking. Sound.”

Jesus.

I am so turned on right now.

I nod my head promising to be quiet. Then I feel it. Dean’s tongue pushing through my folds and running up my slit until he reaches the most perfect spot on my clit where his tongue circles a few times. I gasp out in a whisper “Oh my god!”

Dean pinches down hard on my nipple. “I said not a sound.”

I bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself from making anymore noise, and Dean continues with his tongue.

Between the way his tongue dives into me and when he nibbles softly on my clit, I am so close to coming. My heartbeat is pounding in my throat, and my muscles are so wound up, I know when I release I am going to scream out. “Dean!” I gasp. He doesn’t let up. “Dean!” I say more sternly this time, but instead of responding to me, he takes two fingers and shoves them all the way inside me at the same time his mouth sucks my clit in so hard.

I can’t stop my orgasm from happening. I grab the only thing that is in reaching distance, which is Dean’s hand, and I bite down hard to silence the scream that is coming out of me as I fall apart. My back arches off his desk, and he gently continues to pump his fingers and suck on me until I am all the way through.

I can still feel the vibrations shooting through my pussy when I let his hand out of my mouth and look at him. He doesn’t look like I hurt him even though I can see the teeth imprints on his hand. In fact, he looks even more turned on than before.

His lips come crashing down onto mine. He lifts me off the desk and wraps his arms around me. His hands are everywhere on my body. I push his shirt the rest of the way off and he yanks mine over my head. “Fuck Caroline. That was so hot.”

If I thought it was hot before, Dean admitting it was hot just brought it up a few more notches.

“I need to be inside you.” Dean groans against my lips.

Fuck. I didn’t think I could be more turned on than I was before. Guess again.

Dean turns me around and bends me over his desk. He rubs the tip of his cock along my slit and groans “Fuck Caroline. You’re so wet.” He pushes his cock into me in one smooth motion. He lets me adjust to his size for a moment and whispers in my ear. “This okay?”

I nod my head frantically “Yes. God yes! More please.”

My begging seems to make something in Dean snap, and he begins slamming into me from behind hard and fast. My hands are placed on his desk and with every slam of his cock my nipples rub on his desk. Dean’s hands are squeezing my ass, and I want to scream at him to spank me but that would be too loud and Brian would wonder what was going on.

As if Dean knows I needed something a little extra to push me over the edge again, he reaches in front of me and rubs his fingers over my clit where our bodies are joined. The sensation is too much, and I come apart again. I start to scream out but Dean quickly covers my mouth with his hand. It only makes me cum even harder.

Dean is mumbling curse words behind me as he does a few more quick pumps, and then he is crashing his face against my back as he succumbs to his own release.

We are both crushed to his desk trying to catch our breaths for a few moments. Dean finally lifts up a little and places light kisses along my spine. “Damn Caroline. What was that?”

Trying not to make things too serious, I resort to our usual banter. “Just using you as a revenge fuck.”

Dean chuckles and lifts me off his desk, wrapping his arms around me as he kisses on my neck some more. It feels intimate. Too intimate. But it is his next words that make me even more worried. “As long as I am the only one you come to for a revenge fuck.” He laughs.

I know he is just joking around, but my mind immediately goes to what it would be like if Dean was the only one. I need to get some distance. I can’t get too attached to him. It would never work between us with Brian being his son.

I turn in his arms and smile up at him. I place a light kiss on his lips and then pull away. I grab my pajamas and put them on quickly and head toward the door.