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“No, not really. I like to meet Candy when she gets here so we can go inside together.”
“When does Candy get in usually?”
“Where, um, are you taking me, Grayson?”
He doesn’t answer me but asks me once again, “When does Candy get here?”
I glance down at my phone before I answer him. “Um, she should be here in the next fifteen or twenty minutes. She’s staying with Lolly this week, so it takes her a little while.”
“She doesn’t have a place to stay?”
“No, she has the apartment upstairs but we’re fixing it right now and we all worry about the paint fumes and stuff.” I don't doubt he would have offered a solution for Candy if he thought she didn't have a place. He's just that kind of sweet person.
“So…about fifteen minutes?” I give him a nod as he opens his door and pulls me inside the darkened room. “Good, that gives us just the right amount of time.”
Chapter Sixteen
Grayson
I pull her to the back where my office is located and use the key to let us in. Once I have her in the office, I lock the door behind us, so my office manager, Debbie, doesn’t walk in on us accidentally. Not that I think she will be here at four in the morning but I’m not taking any chances either.
“What are we…?”
Before she can finish asking me why I brought her here, I use my arm to sweep most of the stuff off one side of my desk. Thank goodness I chose such a big desk for my office because my computer and keyboard aren’t touched since they’re on the other side, not that I would mind even if I had to knock them on the floor. Other things are scattered on the floor all around us. Bonny lets out a shocked little cry as she looks at what I just did.
“Gray…”
I stop her before she can get my full name out by taking her by the hips and sitting her on my now bare desktop as I take my seat in front of her.
“What…Grayson?”
I tip her back after I pull her jacket off and lay it on the opposite side of the desk next to my keyboard, and find nothing but candy-coated temptation underneath it. She’s wearing a soft pink sweater that molds tightly to her body and emphasizes the roundness of her breasts underneath. The front dips downkind of low so she’s paired the sweater with a lacy white tank underneath that echoes the color of her skirt which sways and dances around her midthigh.
“Holy shit, your beautiful.”
A flush of pink the same shade as her sweater hits her cheeks. My mouth starts to water as I think about what awaits me under all this sweetness.
I don’t give her time to ask me any more questions as I flip her skirt up and give her the answer in the only way I can. With my mouth.
She’s wearing another pair of cute as fuck lace thong things that make my mouth water just looking at them. I might have used her previous pair to jack off when she took a shower Sunday morning, and I promised I would wash her things for her. Sorry, not sorry. I still needed a hit of that pussy and if I kept taking it from her soft entrance, I was going to go temporarily insane and be dick deep in her before she was ready, and I wasn’t about to do that. She’s too important for me to be an asshole and rush this for her.
But now…knowing she has spent the night dreaming about me eating her tells me she’s more than ready for my mouth to be on her. “I’m going to make all those dreams of me eating this little pussy come true for you, bunny.”
“Grayson?!”
I yank her panties to the side and take a few seconds to appreciate the beauty laid before me. I swear, she gets more beautiful every time I look at her. Her perfect little pussy is neatly trimmed with a small strip of soft curls a little lighter than the color of her hair going up the middle of her mound. She’strimmed enough that I can see the set of her plump lips I plan to kiss as much as I do her mouth under her little landing strip. I use my fingers to spread her apart so I can look at the pink heart of her as well.
“Grayson! Wh…what are you doing?”
“Looking at the prettiest pussy on Earth! You are absolutely mouthwatering, bunny. The most stunning individual I have ever been blessed to look at.”
Her cheeks glow with the bright blush she gets on her face when I compliment her… or shock her, and I have grown to love it. I go out of my way to put that blush there now. I place kisses on her thighs first to get her used to me being in between her legs, used to me placing my mouth on her. Even though I never take my eyes from hers and she can look at everything I am about to do she still jumps when my mouth lands on her upper thighs.
I run my hand up and down the outside of her legs to calm her and offer her some comfort. I understand for her this is new and scary but hopefully, I can make it spectacular for her as well. I want her to let me do it again. To crave it as much as I crave doing it. The scent of her travels up to me and intoxicates me. I can’t hold back the moan that is jerked out of me at the scent of sugar and cream.
I run my mouth up her thighs until I can place my mouth on her, taking my time to explore and play by running my tongue up and down both sides of her outer lips before using it to pry her open. The flavor of her hits me full on and almost brings me to my knees - even in a chair, which is damn telling about how fucking tasty she is. The flavor gets sweeter the closer I go to the origin of the magnificent scent…the heart of her. I use my fingersnow to spread her apart far enough that I can bury my face in the honeypot before me.
“Grayson!” She shouts my name as I use my tongue the same way I used my fingers the day we woke up together.
