Madison
He unbuckled his belt slowly, deliberately, the sound of metal clinking making my pulse quicken. Then he unzipped his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers.
His cock sprang free, thick and hard. I licked my lips involuntarily, and Alexander’s grip tightened in my hair.
“Open your mouth.”
I parted my lips, and he guided his cock between them, pushing in slowly at first, then faster. I relaxed my jaw, taking him deeper, my tongue swirling around the head.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward. “That’s it. Take all of it.”
I hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder, loving the way his breathing became ragged. His hand guided my movements, setting a rhythm that had him hitting the back of my throat with each thrust.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I raised my eyes to meet his, and the raw desire I saw there made me moan around his cock.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, his thumb wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. “Taking my cock so well.”
He pulled out suddenly, leaving me gasping. With one swift motion, he hauled me to my feet and lifted me onto
his desk.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered, pushing my knees apart and standing between them.
Alexander’s hands slid up my inner thighs, teasing me closer to where I needed him most. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, dipping under the fabric but never quite touching where I wanted.
“Please,” I whispered, my hips lifting toward his hand. “Touch me.”
“Where?” His fingers continued their maddening path along my thighs. “Here?” He brushed against the crease where my thigh met my hip. “Or here?” His hand moved to cup my ass, squeezing roughly.
“You know where,” I gasped, frustration building.
“Say it,” he demanded, his eyes locked on mine. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“I want you to touch my pussy.”
His smile was predatory. “Good girl.”
Alexander hooked his fingers in my panties and yanked them down my legs, tossing them aside. Then he pushed me back until I was lying on the desk, my bound hands trapped beneath me.
He leaned down, his breath hot against my inner thigh. “I’m going to make you come with my mouth first,” he promised, pressing a kiss to my skin. “Then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.”
His tongue flicked against my clit, making me jerk with pleasure. He chuckled, the vibration sending
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shockwaves through my body. Then he began in earnest, licking and sucking with devastating precision.
“Fuck, Alexander,” I moaned, my hips lifting off the desk.
He pressed me back down with one strong hand on my stomach. “Stay still,” he ordered. “Take what I give you.”
His tongue circled my clit before dipping lower, pushing inside me. I whimpered, straining against the tie binding my wrists.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good,” he murmured against my flesh. “I could do this all day.”
He replaced his tongue with two fingers, pushing them deep inside me while his mouth returned to my clit. The dual sensation had me writhing on the desk, moans falling from my lips.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside me. “Come for me, Madison. Let me feel your pussy tighten around my fingers.”
His words pushed me closer to the edge, my body tensing as pleasure built inside me. Just as I was about to break, the shrill ring of his desk phone cut through the room.
Alexander cursed, his fingers stilling inside me. For a moment, I thought he might ignore it, but then he withdrew his hand and reached for the receiver.
I watched as he straightened his shoulders, visibly collecting himself before speaking.
“Knight,” he answered, his voice controlled and professional. There was no trace of the passion from seconds
ago.
I lay there on his desk, half–naked and thoroughly frustrated, as he listened to whoever was on the other end. My body still hummed with need, the promise of release cruelly snatched away.
“No, I’m in the middle of something important,” Alexander said firmly. His eyes roamed over my exposed body, darkening with renewed desire. “Can’t it wait?”
He listened for a moment, jaw tightening. “Fine. Send her up in five minutes. Not before.” He hung up abruptly.
“We have to stop,” he said, his voice tight with frustration. “Scarlett Reynolds is on her way up.‘
“Scarlett?” My stomach dropped at the name. “Why is she coming here?”
“Unscheduled visit.” He said, adjusting himself in his pants. “Get dressed. Quickly.”
I scrambled off his desk, suddenly feeling exposed and vulnerable. “Should I leave?”
“No.” His response was immediate. “Stay. I want you here.”
I gathered my clothes, slipping my panties back on and readjusting my bra. Alexander watched me dress with hungry eyes, clearly regretting our interruption.
“Five minutes isn’t enough time to finish what we started,” he said, voice low and regretful. “But we will continue this later.”
“Promise?” I asked, buttoning my blouse with trembling fingers.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
