All In (Keep Breathing Book 2), стр. 61
He pushes back from his desk, and as he stands, his computer chair surges back hitting the wall. He rounds to the front of his desk, his eyes roaming up and down my body. “Red, you look…”
“Stop.” I put up my hand and he halts. “And don’t speak,” I say harshly as I kick off my heels.
“Okay?” He smirks and I glare at him. I place my hands flat on his chest and push him up against his desk. The smirk washes away from his face when I grab a hold of his belt and yank on it, pulling him towards me. “Seriously, what are you doing?” He chuckles as he fumbles forward.
“You really don’t listen, do you?” I tease and stand on my tippy toes to nip at his jaw. I undo his belt as I lay light kisses down his neck.
“No, it’s never been one of my strong suits, and neither is giving up the power to one of my employees.”
“I can leave if you want.”
“Oh no.” He grabs my hips. “The floor is all yours, Ms. Jenkins.”
“Good.” I tuck a hair behind my ear. “But you see, I don’t have a lot to actually say, Mr. Morgan.”
“But I thought it was an important matter.”
“It is.” I rub my hand over his erection that is tenting in his slacks. He groans in reply. “See, very important. Wouldn’t you say? And I would have already taken care of it if you wouldn’t have spoken.”
“My apologies, Ms. Jenkins.”
I unsnap the button on his slacks and then tug them harshly down his legs. “I also want to make sure I please my boss.” I fall to my knees and grip the elastic of his boxers and slowly pull them down, freeing his heavy erection. My mouth waters, seeing how hard he is already for me.
“You don’t have to worry, Ms. Jenkins, you tend to always leave me satisfied.” He smirks as his hand slips around the back of my head.
I wrap my hand around his cock, slowly moving it up and down his shaft, forcing a drop of his pre-cum to form on the head. My tongue traces over the tip, licking off his salty goodness. “You taste amazing, sir.” I take a long lick from his balls, up the shaft, to the head, then roll my tongue around the tip, moaning as I go. He groans, pushing his hands through my hair.
My mouth wraps around his tip and I suck and release it with a pop. I do it over and over again, teasing him as my hand works him up and down. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me away.
“Don’t play games with me, Ms. Jenkins. Suck it like a good girl. Please me.” He urges me closer to his needy cock, and I oblige by taking him all the way in my mouth, my eyes on his as I do so. "That's a good girl," he moans as his cock hits the back of my throat.
I bob my head up and down his dick, my tongue swirling around his shaft. He’s staring at me intently, his brown eyes so dark they’re practically black. "Fuck, Red," he growls through his teeth.
His hand curls in my hair as he pulls me closer, forcing his cock deeper. Tears prickle in the corner of my eyes as I take him down my throat, relaxing my muscles as I welcome the thick intruder.
He pulls me back, but does it again, and a deep groan leaves his throat. It's fucking sexy and my panties dampen.
I peek up at him through my lashes and I can tell he's on the verge of coming. His eyes are closed tightly and his mouth is slightly parted. It's a sexy sight, knowing I have the power to make him feel this much pleasure.
“Yes, fuck.” He’s pulling at my hair, and the burn makes my panties almost dissolve as he starts to lose control above me. I grip his legs as I move faster, tears slipping down my face, and drool runs down my chin as he makes me gag, but I don’t care.
“Red, I’m going to,” he grunts, not finishing his sentence as he comes, and I swallow every last drop of him. He leans back, placing his hands on his desk to give him some support, his cock slipping out of my mouth. “Fuck, Red.” He stares down at me grinning his appreciation
I rub my finger across my lip making sure I got every last drop. “Delicious.”
“Christ. You're going to kill me.” He chuckles and puts out his hand to help me stand.
I take it and he hauls me to my feet, pulling me into his chest. His lips mesh to mine and he kisses me with such intensity my head starts spinning. Then the guilt starts to rise in my belly, reminding me what really brought me here in the first place.
“This was a nice surprise. What was it for?”
“Stress relief. I thought you might have needed it.”
Though it was just what I needed.
“Why are you so perfect?” He brushes the back of his hand down my cheek.
"I'm far from perfect." My eyes dart away from him, the guilt bubbling bigger in my gut.
"Why would you say that?"
"There's something I need to tell you."
"What?"
"I got a visit from your dad."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
LIAM
Ryan Davis, billionaire, CEO of Davis Technology and Innovation, should be on top of the world, but as he walks into my office, pale, unshaven, and his three