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I grabbed her wrist; however, she refused to budge. Eventually, and as I watched her, I let go. What came across my mind was what she had said earlier to her friend about me completely sober. How attracted she was to me. Without her getting drunk like this, none of this would have happened. I stared at her gorgeous face and breasts, and all I could think of was grabbing them just the way she had and sucking on her nipples.
In little time, she had pulled my zipper down, and I was surprised at how surprisingly gentle she was with me. Her hand wrapped around my cock, and I wondered if she would remember this the next day. If she did, well, it was sure to change the entire trajectory of our relationship.
However, as she smiled at the sight and then leaned forward to cover the head with her mouth, I decided that I didn’t care. She was drunk. I should have forced her to stop, but this was happening, and I couldn’t muster the will to stop it. And so, my head fell back at the sweet warmth and heat.
I loved how she sucked me. She licked up and down my rock-hard shaft as she fisted me, and the wet feel of her tongue along the satiny smoothness was so fucking good. I wanted her to go faster, but I couldn't force her, so I savored every second as she took me in. I loved how she took me deep in her throat, going all the way down till she couldn’t anymore.
Sucking the precum off the head and licking her tongue across it was a complete mind trip, and by the time she established a rhythm with her hands and mouth, I was just as inebriated as she was.
I loved her moans. She sounded like she was doing this for herself more than anyone else, as though she was finally living out a dream. She smiled and licked and slobbered on my cock, and I couldn’t believe how reactive I was to this, how much I was enjoying it. Unable to control my breathing, I pushed her hair out of her face to watch her, and she began to jack me even faster. Her hands pumped up and down as she sucked on my head, and in mere moments, I was on the verge of coming. I tried to pull away, though, but she wouldn't let go until it was too late. A loud satisfying moan came out of me as I shot my load into her mouth. She didn't pull away, refusing to let a single drop go to waste.
I watched her lick me completely clean, and then she straddled me. She still had her underwear on, but my cock settled between her thighs, and I could feel the warmth and heat from her sex. I stared at her as she grabbed onto my shoulders, and then she began to rock against me, seeking her relief. I enjoyed every bit of this, but I knew that we couldn’t go further than this. However, if she remembered this at all, I wanted to give her something pleasant to recall. And so, I grabbed her chin and kissed her.
The kiss was deep, intimate. I could taste myself on her, and the filthiness of it caused pleasure to begin simmering once again through my blood.
I loved the way she kissed, I realized. She was intentional about it, willful, intense, and I couldn't get enough. I couldn't help but think about grabbing her completely naked, and now that I was seeing it, it was hard to take in, but it all felt so good. I hadn't felt like this in so many years, and so I didn’t want to restrict it, but I couldn’t get carried away.
Still, considering how she had grabbed herself earlier in the car and rubbed her nipples, I wanted to do the same. So, I leaned forward and took a nipple in my mouth, licking across the gorgeous pink bud, then moved to the other, taking my time in sucking each as well as the swells all around. I loved the way she tasted. I couldn’t get enough, and of the way she couldn't control her breathing. She was panting and moaning and writhing, and I just couldn’t keep things under control for too long. I decided then, however, that there was one more parting gift that I wanted her to remember the next day. And so, I rose, and she clung onto me instantly like a monkey. She hooked her legs around my waist, and I carefully carried her over to the bed.
“You're going to fuck me?” she asked, doe eyed. It made me feel the kind of affection for her that was terrifying, but sweet warmth filled my chest for her. I really liked her, more than I had thought was possible when I had gotten up that morning. But now, as I slid her flat and got on my knees before her, I realized that I did like her, beyond this and beyond today. I had severe issues with secretaries being unable to perform like I needed them to in the past, but she didn’t seem to have any problems whatsoever with this.
She had been efficient, professional, and I had come to depend on her and even trust her more than I did any other executive or employee in the office. For someone who had learned how to be constantly vigilant and alert, this had been a huge weight over my shoulders. And so, I wasn’t surprised that the moment she had changed her appearance today and revealed the vixen she was underneath, albeit currently a drunk one, I had latched on like a moth to her flame.
Right now, all I could think about was eating her out. I didn’t know what the future held, especially these ten days, and we had now reached the point of no return. I didn’t know if we would ever be able to work together the same after this, but since we were at this point now, I didn’t want it to be uncomfortable. I couldn’t fuck her, even though it was what I wanted, and I didn’t believe she was conscious enough to consent to that, even though it was all she had practically talked about and pleaded for all evening.
But I could make her come the way she deserved, the way she had been wanting all evening long. And so, I spread her legs apart, and I loved the way she writhed across the bed. She kept calling out my name, like a wish, and moaning, and I loved the sounds. They would stay with me for a while, I was sure, but nothing quite compared to the sight of finally pulling down her panties and seeing just how soaked she was.
“Focus, Madison,” I said as I slid my thumb through her damp, pulsating sex.
“Is it the alcohol that did this, or are you usually this way for me, even in the office?” I leaned forward then and gave her a good lick, and the sound of her moan reverberated through the room.
“Oh, fuck, Hunter,” she pleaded.
“Answer me,” I said as my mouth closed around her clit. “Answer me if you want more.”
“Yes, yes!” she cried out, unable to stop writhing and thrusting her hips towards my lips. I licked her again, savoring her taste and opening her up with the pad of my tongue.
“Be specific with your answer,” I said as I appreciated just how pretty, domed, and greedy her sex was. “Do you usually get this wet when you’re with me in the office? Have you been like this when I was working?”
“Yes,” she breathed, “all the time.”
"Guess I truly haven’t been paying much attention then," I said as I slid a finger into her. She clenched hungrily around my finger, and I couldn’t help my smile. Another finger soon joined in the sweet assault, and I watched as she slid her fingers through her hair and gripped the roots.
I started slow, enjoying watching her just as she had enjoyed sucking my dick earlier, but then I aimed to drive her crazy. So, reaching forward, I settled over her and sucked on her breasts while I increased my pace. I thrust so quickly into her that she cried out, and then I grabbed her sex to give her some relief.
I loved seeing her torso tremble in response, and when she reached out for yet another kiss, I couldn’t resist. I drowned myself in her taste and continued to rub the sweet knob of her clit. All I wanted now was to be inside of her.
I could feel just how tight she was, how turned on. She couldn’t stay still or lessen her tone, and I just knew that fucking her would be the wildest of rides. However, I had to control myself till tomorrow. Or until another chance arose. Till she was completely sober and could clearly decide if she wanted to continue with me. If she wanted to go all the way.
I broke the kiss then, as she gasped, and I kissed down her body, tasting every bit of her skin that I could reach. Soon, I returned to her sex and once again covered it with my mouth.
Her hand found its way to my hair, and the sting of her brutal pull of the roots spurred me on.
I didn’t let up until she was coming into my mouth. Her thighs clenched against my sides, and her legs curled around my back as she trembled and moaned.
It was the sweetest sound.
Soft yet tortured… endless… breathless… gratifying.
