Saving the Hitman (Men of Ruthless Corp)

“Malik, can you help the boys bring the chairs in to set up the auditorium?” Trudy poked her head into my office.

I grabbed her hand and yanked her into the room. My desk chair rolled back and I pulled my gorgeous wife onto my lap in one fell swoop.

“I’ll do anything you want me to, as always. But can I ravish your sexy body first?” I asked her.

“Malik, you never cease to amaze me. We’re about to have an auditorium jam-packed with three hundred people and you want an office quickie? Let me go tell the boys that we have paperwork and we’ll join them in a minute.”

“Don’t leave. I’ll FaceTime them.”

We’d recently broken down and bought Gabriel a phone for emergencies, but he and Rafael were already downloading games and playing with every spare second they could find.

“What’s up, Dad?” Gabriel’s sweet face came into view, then seven-year-old Rafa’s popped into view next to him.

“Can you two get started without us? Mom and Dad have some paperwork to go over.”

Gabe rolled his eyes.

Trudy cleared her throat.

“There are Oreos in the staff kitchen. Help yourselves,” she said butting into the screen.

“Thanks, Mom!” they hollered, signing off.

“Love you two stinkers,” I said before pressing the phone off. It was true, I loved my two sons with a fierceness that burned in my chest. I knew no greater joy than spending time with my family. And to me, my wife was still, and always would be, the sexiest woman alive.

I picked her up and laid her back on my desk. She was gorgeous in her white peasant top and long flowing flowered skirt. Trudy kept her hair long and it fanned out around her head making her look like a Botticelli, cheeks flushed pink, pale skin, full lips begging me to kiss them hungrily.

“Pull down your panties, Mrs. Connor,” I demanded. Trudy slipped her thumbs into her waistband and dragged her panties down her thighs in such a sensuous way that my cock was already standing hard without even touching her.

I yanked her down toward me and fell to my knees, latching my entire mouth over her sex and tonguing her deep. Trudy loved my tongue inside her and she writhed and thrashed on the desk. Reaching up under her bra, I pinched her nipples until I could taste her desire spilling into my mouth. Then I tortured her already swollen clit with lashings from my tongue. When I knew she was close, I stood and undid my pants, allowing my cock to fall, long and hard right onto her slick center. I slid up and down through her folds admiring her aroused flush and the look of desire washing over her face. I was about to slide my cock into her when Trudy sat up and grabbed my hardness in both hands and sucked the precum off my tip. With one hand I grabbed the back of her head, and with the other, I inserted two fingers into her wet pussy, my thumb sliding over her engorged clit.

Trudy took me to the back of her throat and I controlled my depth by holding her head. She thrust into my hand while her slickness spread onto my desk. The whole time she looked up at me and took my fat cock like only she could. I pumped my fingers hard and fast into her pussy until she was coming on my hand and I could feel the vibration of her orgasm in the back of her throat as she milked my dick with both her hands and her lips.

“Holy shit, babe,” I gritted out. My balls were cinched and I could feel my own orgasm start in the base of my spine. Trudy gagged on my erection as I spurted ribbons of cum into her beautiful mouth. I pulled out just enough to see my seed land on her tongue and watch her swallow my love, her eyes watering with the effort of accommodating my size.