I never thought I could be tempted like this. From a mouth, from just the goddamn scent of a woman. Drugs are designed to get you hooked. This woman has me hooked on something far worse.
I lean down and devour her with a kiss, our tongues strangling each other.
Scarlett breaks off first, her eyes glassy. Smiling, herlush lips part and close around the head of my dick.
Jesus fucking Christ.
She licks me slow and teasing. But we don’t have time for gentle and soft.
“I will fuck your face if you don’t get on with it,” I grind through clenched teeth. “You’re the one who’s going to be late.”
“Not a chance,professor.”
Without warning, she swallows me to the hilt, her mouth tightening around my cock. I hit the back of her throat, and she clenches her jaw muscles to swallow.
“Christ,” I mutter, guiding the pace I need to get off. “Take it, take my cock just like that. Give me what I need.”
She gags, her eyes watering. She expels obscene grunts as I work her mouth up and down my cock.
Now I’m fucking addicted to a noise. I have to stop this. I can’t… I just…
“Fuck, Scarlett,” I hiss, my control crumbling.
“Dr. O’Rourke?” a male voice calls my name from the hallway, followed by a sharp, impatient knock.
My door is locked, but shit.
Scarlett’s head pops up between my legs. “That’s my father.”
“Yeah, I know.” I roll my eyes. “He’ll go away.”
But to my horror, the door starts to open. “Dr. O’Rourke, I need to speak with you.”
“Get down.” I push Scarlett under the desk and into the kneehole as I slide my chair forward so my elbows rest on top. “Do not say a word.”
I look up, and Dean Ford is standing there holding a key. Jesus, I didn’t know he had one.
“Dr. Ford!” My fingers slide to my phone, and I hold it up, the screen facing me. “I’m on a call here.”
“I apologize, but as an adjunct, your hours on campus are limited and don’t always line up with my free time. Ineeded to speak with you.”
Grumbling, I talk into the void of my phone, praying it doesn’t ring. “I’ll call you back.”
I put the phone back on my desk and then shift in the seat, well aware that my cock is hanging out of my pants. I’m still throbbing, the ache unbearable. I was seconds away from flying over the edge and coming down my boss’s daughter’s throat.
Now that boss is staring at me like he’s got fucking X-ray vision and can see his daughter under my desk.
Wicked Scarlett decides to have a little fucking fun, her tongue darting out to lick my wet tip. Well, it looks like this blow job is continuing.
Iwillget her to marry me for the standing I need and then edge her every night as punishment.
She started this. ButIwill finish it when my ring is on her finger.
Her mouth continues to work my cock, her lips and tongue bathing me with her warm saliva.
I sit with my forearms still on the desk, trying to appear calm despite the orgasm building in my cock. “What can I do for you,Dr.Ford?”
I say that, loving whatLittleFord is doing for me right now.