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“You know, if you keep doing this and thinking about me it’s the only thing that’s going to be able to get you off.” She moves to stand in front of me and gives me a sassy smile.
“It already is,” I think as I picture her hand wrapped around my dick.
“You’re torturing yourself.”
“I know.”
“Why?”
“Fuck, Marissa, give me your mouth baby.”
“You don’t even know what my mouth feels like.”
“We should change that.”
“Hmmmm.” She taps her chin. “I don’t know.”
“Am I really arguing with you in my fucking fantasy?”
“Yep, and you’re still hard.” She giggles. “Do you think I’ll give in on Thursday?”
“I don’t know.” I pull harder on my dick, trying to chase my climax but all of the questions and uncertainties are preventing me from getting there.
“I know you’re hoping I do, but what are you going to do if I don’t? You certainly can’t do this forever.” She’s looking down at where I’m starting to jack my dick faster.
“Babe. I don’t know. I just fucking want you.”
Her fingertips move up my chest before they’re on my face and when I open my eyes, I can see her face clear as day giving me a solemn look. “I want you too but you’re not mine to have.”
I don’t even know how to respond to that in a fantasy because she’s right.
“Maybe you need to figure out what you want and what exactly is possible for you and me before you take me out.” She cocks her head to the side and gives me that sexy smile that I’ve thought about no less than twice an hour since the first time I laid eyes on her.
“You’re right.”
“I know,” she sasses before she lowers herself to her knees in front of me.
“Oh fuuuuuck.” I groan as I think about her lips wrapped around my dick. I jack myself harder, rubbing myself from root to tip.
“It’s a shame you didn’t get to come down my throat before.” She flutters those long eyelashes at me. “You can do it now.”
“Fuck yes, let me.”
She swipes her tongue across the tip sexily like she did briefly that night and it’s an image that plays through my mind on a loop. I want to see her do it again and again and fucking again, preferably right before she sucks me between those pink lips.
“If I ever get you in a bed again, I’m not letting you out until we do everything.”
She strokes her tongue up the underside of my shaft. “Everything?” Her eyes are wide and unblinking before a wicked smirk finds her lips. “Sounds like you want to put your dick in my ass.”
“Fuuuuuck.” I groan, my balls tighten, and my release shoots out of me. My eyes slam shut and I slap one hand against the shower wall for balance as I come all over the floor wishing like fuck it was going inside Marissa Collins’ mouth.
The week goes by as quickly as I hoped. I hardly see Marissa because she’s busy doing new hire work, and with Beck out of town, I have more on my plate than usual. We have a few casual texting conversations during the evenings but other than that we barely speak.
It’s finally Thursday night and I’m meeting Marissa at a restaurant forty minutes away where I’ve already reserved a private room for us to be alone. She insisted on driving herself there, but I already have a car on standby to take her home and also someone to drive her car should she have too much to drink. I’m standing outside of the restaurant, waiting for her when she appears from around the corner, and I swear my heart almost stops. A few strands of her dark hair are pinned back again, reminiscent of that first night we were together allowing me to see all of her face. She’s wearing a sleeveless mid-length black dress with a slit that goes up to mid-thigh exposing her smooth toned legs. The dress looks like it’s painted on her, with a hint of cleavage and shows off her delicious curves that I’m desperate to kiss again. She somehow manages to look both classy and sexy, and the smile on her burgundy-painted lips when she approaches me, lets me know that I am not doing a good job of hiding what I think of her dress.
“Just dinner?” I ask her and she scrunches her nose as she looks down.
“What? It’s a nice restaurant,” she says innocently.
