His Big Offer

I’m panting now, and I don’t know how long I’ll be able to hold on because he’s so good at this, just like he promised yesterday. Damn him, there’s nothing that he’s not good at. He sets up a rhythm, licking into me and on me and every circuit he makes drags me closer to that inevitable and delicious fall into pleasure.

Chance pushes a finger into me, curling it in that same way he did in the elevator, and with his mouth on my clit, I’m so damn close. Sweet and unbearable pressure is building in my core, and my thighs are shaking from the effort of holding onto pleasure, of trying to make it last as long as humanly possible. But he sucks my clit between his lips again and it’s over.

I bite my lip to keep quiet, but I’m still loud in the quiet of his office. The pleasure breaks over me like a crashing wave, and I dig my fingers deeper into his hair, holding him against me as he licks through my climax. I flood his mouth, and he drinks me in, reveling in it like a man dying of thirst. He doesn’t stop, even when I’m spent and gasping, his tongue making me jump with each new contact now that I’m so sensitive.

“Fuck,” I finally say into the silence, and he laughs. The vibrations of his voice are almost enough to make me come again. They’re definitely enough to make me wet again.

“Am I still a tease?”

“No. Not a tease,” I say as he stands. “But I definitely have an idea for a new article.”

Chance raises an eyebrow while he casually unbuttons my shirt, fingers teasing and stroking the skin that he reveals. “If you were thinking about writing articles while my mouth was on you, I didn’t do a good enough job.”

I laugh loudly, and it almost echoes. “Trust me when I say that that was amazing. But there’s definitely an article, aimed at everyone, revolving around oral sex.”

“Oh?” he says, as he undoes the last button and opens my shirt all the way and proceeds to tug on my nipples through the lace of my bra. “Tell me.”

“It will say that everyone should be giving everyone oral sex because it makes their partner happy, not out of obligation or reciprocation. That, just then, was the first time I’ve had a man do that first, or volunteer.”

Chance’s eyebrows shoot into his hairline. “Really?”

“Really,” I say, hopping off the desk, “But I think more guys should be willing to do that. Because it makes us girls more willing to do something naughty.” I watch his eyes darken as I kneel down in front of him, watch the way his breathing speeds up as I open his belt. “Something like this.”

I free his cock, and as big as it is, it’s that much more so when I’m this close. There’s no way I’ll be able to take all of him in my mouth, but I’m going to give in my best shot. No matter what, I know that I’m also very good at this, and I have no doubt that I’ll make him come.

He’s already hard and getting harder underneath my fingers, the tip of him glistening with anticipation. I’ve yet to see Chance speechless, and yet he’s staring at me like he doesn’t know what to say. Like he’s awed by me.

He groans at the first touch of my tongue, closing his eyes and bracing himself against the desk. I take advantage, using my tongue as much as I can. I tease him in that sensitive spot under the tip, and I lick along his length and back.

I’ve always enjoyed this. I love the focus it takes to bring pleasure to another person, and with Chance it seems deeper. Larger. I like the feeling of him under my tongue, the duality of hard and soft, the way he jumps when I do something unexpected. I use my tongue at the base of his shaft, teasing his balls and the underside of his cock before working my way back to the tip. Locking eyes with him, I take the head into my mouth and suck. He’s so big, that already he’s filling my mouth, but I take more of him anyway.

A guttural moan comes from Chance, and it spurs me on. I dive onto his cock as far as I can take it. Circling the rest of him with my hands, I stroke him in sync with my mouth so he feels like I’m taking all of him. His hands land in my hair, so I know I must be doing something right.

Chance’s breath is short now, quick gulps of air like he’s fighting his own arousal and making it last. I hum with him in my mouth. I know the vibrations will feel good, and I do it again as I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock.