She licked her lips. “I fantasized about you doing that when I masturbated in the ladies’ lounge.”
He worked his shaft roughly and hissed through his teeth. “You have no idea what that did to me. I was as hard as a rock, and it took every ounce of resistance, but since I was inside the screening room with two of the dungeon monitors, I had to keep my pants zipped. When you slammed into me as you came out of the lounge, I thought I’d lose it and take you then and there against the wall. After you left, it took two pumps before I came all over my hand.”
She would’ve never believed she could have such power over a man like Cole DeMarco. It was a heady feeling to be wanted that badly. With a surprising desperation, she wanted to take his cock in her mouth. “Forgive me if it’s not my place to ask, but may I finish you off, Master?”
His hand stilled. “I don’t think I’ll last very long, but by all means, be my guest.”
She slid off the desk and fell to her knees in front of him. He squeezed his shaft up to the bulbous head, bringing forth a few more drops of his essence.
He pushed his cock toward her lips. “Lick it.”
Her tongue gathered the moisture and curled back into her mouth. His semen was a combination of bitter and salty, like a shot of tequila followed by the lime and salt.
She licked her way around the head, then dragged her tongue down his length, noting the differences of textures and flavors of his dark skin.
When she made her way back to the top, Cole set his hand on her head and gently pressed. “Now suck it in.” She hallowed her cheeks as she brought him into her mouth as far as she comfortably could. She didn’t have much experience, but judging by his accelerated breathing and the groans flying out of his mouth, he liked what she was doing. “Fuck me, that’s good.” Using the hand on her head, he pushed her up and down on his cock. “I’ll set the pace, and you follow. Don’t stop.”
For a few minutes, Danielle was lost in a world that was solely about providing pleasure to one man. She closed her eyes and sunk into the experience, dragging her tongue over his bulging veins and the notch under the cockhead and squeezing his length with the suction of her mouth.
“Beautiful sight, isn’t she?”
Cole’s voice brought her out of the seductive trance, and she opened her eyes. Logan stood to the side of the desk, watching her work Cole’s cock. She suddenly became aware her skirt remained around her hips, giving Logan a full view of her pussy and ass. She should’ve been embarrassed. She should’ve stopped blowing Cole and yanked her skirt down to cover herself. Instead, Logan’s presence made her feel hot and tingly all over, especially between her legs.
Cole didn’t stop pushing her down on his cock, a silent reminder he was in control. He wanted her to continue fucking him with her mouth, knowing full well this public display was feeding the exhibitionist in her. Cole’s cock swelled in her mouth, a subtle pulsing by his veins alerting her he was close to completion.
He bobbed her head harder as if he was losing control, and she fought not to gag, relaxing the muscles of her throat and breathing through her nose. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to take it all, because it belongs to you.” His cock jerked, and he groaned, filling her mouth with his warm release. She swallowed him down, and when he lifted his hand from her head, she released him from her mouth and peered up at him.
“You’re a very lucky man, Cole,” Logan said. “I’ve got that file for you. I’ll leave it for you in the screening room, and then I’m going to review the tapes like you asked. Let me know if you require anything else.” Logan disappeared behind the bookcase.
Cole grinned. “You liked getting caught, didn’t you?” He dragged her up by her arms and pushed her back to his desk, which she settled on top of. “I bet you’re dripping for me.”
Before she could respond, he slid two fingers inside her and began steadily pumping. He added a third and twisted his hand, his thumb circling her clitoris. She gripped the edge of the desk, her body bowing and moving with the force of his hand.
“That’s it. Ride my hand,” he crooned. “Let me hear how good it feels. Let everyone hear it. I want them to know what I do to you.”
His fingers tapped the magic spot inside her, flicking it and pressing it while continuing a thrusting motion. Her pussy trembled as he ignited sparks deep inside. She wanted to come, but she didn’t want the feeling to end. Everything centered deep inside her pussy. Her muscles quivered, coiling tighter, and heat gathered low in her belly.