Page 202 of Seductive Temptation


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We both try to stop from laughing, but a few giggles escape.

“Okay, here he comes.”

He’s not the only one, I think to myself as her walls and thighs get tighter and she collapses forward onto my desk. I stroke her nipples softly, and she continues her slow grind.

“Brent, buddy, what’s up?” He really doesn’t want to know the answer to that question.

“Nothing much. Waiting on the permits and the okay to get started on your new club,” I reply. Franklin and his brother, Daniel Marquis, are another entrepreneur company that likes to develop nightclubs. This time they have their sights set on Jamaica. I committed to the build a few months ago and hope to get started after this one closes.

“That’s why I’m calling. We got the land squared away, and the permits should be in soon. We want you to start getting things ready for groundbreaking in a month. Can you do that?”

Kara rotates her hips in a way that curls my toes, and I knock my water bottle over, causing a ruckus.

“Fuck,” I say forcefully.

“Everything okay?” Franklin questions.

“Yeah, I just knocked my water bottle over, getting things real wet.”

Shit, this girl is going to kill me. She stands and lowers to her knees, taking the full length of me into her mouth.

“Got damn!” I exclaim.

“Hey, we can reschedule if you need to get cleaned up,” Franklin says quizzically.

“No, no. I’m good. Just…anyway, so yes. I will send my guys out to do the survey; they have the renderings and will be able to work back with the excavators.”

The tip of her tongue swirls against my head as she presses her fingers in that part between my balls and ass.

“Okay, cool. I have some local interior specialists if you want me to send the résumé to you.”

She continues to suck and massage, bringing me right to the edge of a chair-gripping orgasm.

“No, I have someone in mind already.” I push her head lower onto my cock so I can feel her fucking tonsils. She works it like an all-day sucker, and I’m about to blow my load down the back of her throat.

“Is she any good?”

“Fuck yeah, she’s good. She’s fucking amazing.”

“Great. I will put these away and look forward to our face-to-face in a few weeks.”

I come with the force of a power washer, and she takes it all.

“Fuck,” I exclaim emphatically. “I’m just so excited that we are uh, finally getting this build on the road. Yeah, so okay. See you in a few weeks.”

I disconnect the call and pull her up from under my desk. Where she politely spits my spilled semen into the wastebasket. My dick is still throbbing, and a feel of her pussy tells me she is still wet.

“Darlene,” I say, buzzing her desk.

“Yes, Brent?”

“Do I have any more calls or meetings on schedule today?”

“No, sir.”

“Okay. Block the rest of my day on the calendar and forward my calls. I’m taking Miss Brown to her office so we can get the fabric numbers and complete the orders there. I have the extra laptop for her. You and Jerome close up today.”

“Sounds good. See you Monday.”

I stand and fix my clothes, shut down my laptop, and get all the things ready to go back to the hotel. She returns from the executive bathroom looking like nothing happened in this office chair. It’s obvious she found my mouthwash I keep in case of late lunches with meetings afterwards.

“Can you break away for the afternoon?”

“Sure, but don’t the orders have to be in by today to ensure on-time delivery?” she replies.

I walk towards her, pushing her back against the wall while leaning in close so only she can hear me. “They will be. We’re going to place the orders today. But first I want to take you back to my room and fuck you like you need to be fucked.”

She inhales sharply at my words but counters with a rebuttal. “Only if you promise to spank me.”

Now I’m rock hard again. I don’t say a word to her. Instead, I open the emergency exit door, and we jaunt down the stairs to our cars, and she follows me to the hotel.

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