Page 11 of Sinful Enemies
Crawling on my knees under the desk, I wedge my shoulders between her knees and tease a finger up her inner thigh.
Her breath hitches just as she goes to answer a question.
“No, the hours sound reasonable,” she goes on as I hook a finger inside her cute panties and expose her pretty cunt.
I am desperate to have her on my tongue, but for now having my fingers buried inside her pussy will have to do.
Rubbing her clit, she tries to clamp her thighs but my body stops her from moving. My large hand grips onto the skin of her thigh as my finger continues to rub her needy clit.
“Oh,” she breathes as a woman begins to talk and I roll my lips, watching as arousal glistens at her tight opening. Peeling her panties down her legs, I glide my finger down through her lips and plunge into her wet cunt.
She whimpers.
“Ms Malone, is everything okay?”
Slowly fingering her cunt, my thumb teases her clit.
“Yes, fine, sorry,” she pants.
“To be honest Simon, I think we have all we need.”
Wetness coats my finger and I smirk, teasing a second finger and now her legs widen.
Now she has had a taste of just what this feels like…
“Are you sure?” she breathes.
“Yes, we’re really excited to be working with you,” the guy says as my fingers glide into her with ease.
“Oh God,” she cries out as I rub her clit harder. “Thank you,” she whispers, her legs beginning to tremble.
“We will be in touch…” and the sound of her laptop lid slams down. She pushes away and my fingers slip from her reluctantly.
She is up and out of her seat as I crawl my way out from under the desk and stand tall.
She is fucking furious.
Storming towards me, she slaps me across my cheek, hard.
Shit.
I growl, glowering at her, brows knitted.
“You prick, you could have cost me that job.”
“Could have…” I taunt.
“Don’t you think for one minute you have some burly claim on me, I fuckinghate you.” She snipes as she slaps me again and I fucking lose it.
Rage is consuming me.
“The feeling’s mutual baby,” my voice vibrates as I lurch towards her, pushing her towards the edge of the desk, my greedy hands grabbing her skirt and tugging it above her hips.
“Such a tease,” I groan as I force a finger inside her soaked cunt.
“You’re an asshole,” she whimpers as I take to my knees, large hand pushing her thighs open and running my tongue through her pussy. “Shit,” she hisses as I swirl over her clit.
“You taste like you hate me baby,” I groan, burying my tongue deeper inside of her, my fingers pumping into her with punishing thrusts.