Page 135 of Payoff Pitch

He mumbles, “Famished.”

He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder while his tongue plunders in and out of me like he can’t get deep enough. He’s always excited for our rendezvous, but he’s on a different level right now. I’ve left him hanging for longer than usual. I think it might have been worth it to get this ravenous reaction from him.

Without thinking, I lower my arms and grab onto his hair. He immediately pulls his face away, appearing angry.

“What did I tell you?”

I breathe, “Sorry,” before my lips curl up in amusement at what I know is about to come.

He stands and straightens his tie before making a bit of a show of licking around his lips and beard. Fuck, he’s hot.

With a giant tent in his pants, he calmly walks over to his deskand sits in his big, leather executive chair looking every bit as demanding and in charge as he likes to think he is. Without any words, he simply spreads his legs and pats his lap knowing full well that I’ll obey his every command.

I feign indignance and hide my excitement as I make my way over to him. I can’t help but inwardly laugh at my appearance right now, all of two minutes since I walked in the door. I have nothing on from the waist down. I’m wearing a hoodie. And my wrists are bound by his iPhone charging cord. It’s kind of ridiculous, yet I’m beyond turned on by it all.

When I approach, he runs his hands under my hoodie and then closes his eyes. “No bra?”

I shrug. “I thought it would be faster.”

“Very smart. Now take your punishment like a good girl.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He grabs his dick and squeezes it before gritting out, “Do it. Now.”

I lay on my stomach across his lap and stick my ass right in the air. Before I know it, his hand is striking my fleshy backside, and I almost come on the spot.

He does it three more times, and I’m dripping like a leaky faucet. My clit is engorged and throbbing. The sounds reverberate throughout the room. What must poor Shannon be thinking right now?

Picking me up, he places me on his desk. “Lie back, keep those hands above your head, and spread that pretty pussy all over my papers. I want to smell you on them later.”

As if I have a choice, I happily obey. He moves his chair forward and wraps his arms around my thighs. He briefly pushes his tongue back into me before eventually latching onto my clit and bringing me to orgasm in no time at all. He knows my body so well and always gives me exactly what I need.

I’m still in the blurry clouds of my post-orgasm bliss when I feel him slam his sheathed cock into me. Again, bringing me to orgasm in no time. Again, acting like he’s a man possessed.

When we’re done, I slip back into my panties and leggings and shake my head. “What got into you today?”

He looks angry. His jaw looks like he might grind his teeth off. “Nothing. It’s just been a while.”

“It’s been less than two weeks. You know I had a long road trip, and I’ve been…busy.” I do my best to act unaffected.

His jaw releases a drop and he gives me a hopeful look. “It’s fine. Do you want to stay for lunch?”

I shake my head. “No, I don’t. In fact, I have lunch plans with Champ. I should go.” Obviously I don’t, but I know it pisses him off.

“I thought—”

“I told you, he’s my friend.” I wiggle my fingers at him. “Bye, fuck buddy.”

His mouth opens and closes a few times like he wants to say something else but decides against it.

I inwardly giggle as I walk out the door. This is fun.

TANNER

“Tan? What are you doing here?”

I’m about to step off the elevator at the hospital only to see Fallon about to get on.