him.
His chest is perfect, softly defined and smooth. I reach to touch his stomach, and he catches my hand. "Later." He nods downward.
I blush, knowing what is underneath. I undo his belt, and I have to kneel to get his pants all the way off. Then it's just his underwear, and then there's nothing. He pulls me off my knees. "Believe me, I can't wait to be inside your mouth. But not tonight. Get on the desk."
I look at his desk and realize it's been rearranged. Things have been moved, and his desk—which was already huge—seems larger. "You realize that we're about to become a total cliché by having sex on your desk?"
"Do you care?"
"No."
"Good." He says, "Now, I have something for you." He opens a drawer and pulls out a scarf, and my heart starts to beat faster. I'm not ready to be tied up I don't think. "I would like to blindfold you." He says. "Do you need to use rule number three?"
I think. Do I trust him with this? Yes. A blindfold can be removed. "No, I'm okay."
He turns me and wraps the scarf around my eyes. I close my eyes so they're bound shut and I won't be tempted to cheat. Of course I'll be tempted to cheat, but this way I won't.
"You can talk, you know." I feel the knot become firm, "I'm not making you take a vow of silence just because you're submitting to me."
My pussy clenches in response to his words. It knows what it wants even if my head isn't sure. Like it heard the word submitting and screamed ' yes, this is what I want! ' "I'm not sure what to say."
"Just talk to me."
I reach out in my blindness and his hand grabs mine. He leads it to his chest, and I love how solid he is. "Everything in my body wants to submit." I say, the words somehow easier when I can't see his face, "But my mind is telling me I'm crazy for wanting this. Show me I'm wrong."
"Yes Ma'am." I hear the smile in his voice, and it's a big one. "And that's the last order you get to give tonight, do you understand?" His voice grows stern again.
Now it's my turn to smile. "Yes, Sir."
His hands are on my hips then, leading me to the desk, lifting me onto it like I weigh nothing. "Lie back and open your legs." I bite my lips as I do what he asks, blushing at the mental image of just how exposed I am. "I've thought about having you spread open for me, and it is so much better than I imagined."
His hands touch my breasts, fingers pinching my nipples and rolling them just to the edge of pain only to release them again. My back arches off the desk, I moan. I don't care about being loud now, there's no one in the office to hear me.
Warmth touches my stomach, his mouth open and tongue roaming. "Oh god." He's tasting me just like he said he would. I feel myself get wetter, if that's even possible at this point. He laughs against my skin, but he doesn't stop. Instead he moves, licking down my stomach. I'm breathing like I've run a marathon, and he hasn't even really touched me yet.
A kiss flutters against my right thigh. Then the other one. A brush of tongue on the mound above my pussy. A gentle bite on my right thigh again, closer. Then the left. He alternates back and forth, getting closer each time. Lips, teeth, tongue, until he's so close, and I'm straining for him to touch me there. My hips rise off the desk and a hand moves to my stomach holds them down.
Heat floods my entire body. He's going to take his time, and there's nothing I can do to make it go faster. My whole body tenses, with the anticipation. I can feel his breath across my pussy. His mouth is right there, and my hips have a mind of their own trying to reach him. He doesn't let them.
Instead, the lightest touch of a kiss on my nether lips, and I gasp. The barest flick of a tongue across my clit. A nip to the left, a kiss to the right, a sweep of the tongue down. Never the same place in a row, each a deeper sensation than the last. He grazes his teeth on my clit, and my whole body shudders. There are sounds coming from me that I've never heard before. I'm on the
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