Nights with Him (Seductive Nights #4)(25)
Author: Lauren Blakely

“Is that so? What sort of fines am I looking at?” He licked his lips, never once taking his eyes off the stunning woman who owned this moment as she walked across the carpet in his office as if she’d been designed for this kind of play. She made her way to his desk, and hopped up on the corner of it.

“You could be looking at some hard time,” she said, her eyes twinkling with naughtiness, her voice laced with innuendo. God, her mouth looked superb as she said hard. Her perfect red lips were so fuckable.

His gaze dropped to his hard-on, tenting his pants. Her eyes followed his. “Very hard time,” she added, as she crossed those legs that he wanted to lick from her ankles all the way up. He could spend all day between her legs.

“Would you like to collect that overdue fine?”

“I might,” she said, leaving the book on his desk, then removing something from the breast pocket of her blouse. Lipstick. She opened the tube, and slicked some across her lips, turning them redder. He hissed in a breath at the sight in front of him. Michelle. Perched on his desk. Applying lipstick. He wanted to pin her down and ravage his sexy librarian.

But he knew how to read women. And he knew this woman was running the show right now. This was her surprise for him, and hell if he was going to do a damn thing right now but take whatever she wanted to give. He only hoped she’d be giving it to him soon, because all the blood in his body had rushed to one organ. His cock throbbed.

She tucked the lipstick between her breasts, and he groaned.

“I’m jealous of your lipstick,” he said, his eyes straying longingly to her shirt. “Why don’t you unbutton that shirt a bit and let me see your tits?”

“You should be very jealous of my lipstick,” she said, raising one hand to deftly undo a few buttons, exposing the swell of her full breasts.

A low rumble worked its way up his chest. “Let me suck on them.”

She shook her head, and wagged a finger. “No. That won’t pay the fine on your overdue books.”

“What will then?” he asked, his fingers gripping the arms of his chair.

In a blur, she dropped to her knees, and he was ready to sing halle-fucking-lujah. Michelle on her knees was his perfect Friday afternoon.

“Do you like payback, Jack?” she asked with a perfect pout on her cherry-red lips, her quick hands reaching for his fly, and mercifully unzipping it.

“If it involves your lips wrapped around my dick, then I do,” he said.

“You came into my office and had your way with me in my chair. Now it’s my turn to finish you off,” she said, and quickly tugged down his briefs.

His cock sprang free, and she wrapped her hand around him.

“Fuck,” he hissed out, that first touch some kind of temporary relief from the throbbing. She stroked him, and he watched her, savoring the way her eyes turned hazy as she stared at him, like she was mesmerized by his dick. She dropped her lips to the head, and he groaned loudly at that first dizzying feel of her soft lips wrapped around him.

A tremor rolled down his spine, and he speared his hands through her hair that was still up in some kind of twist on her head. “Fuck, Michelle. Your lips are fucking perfect on me,” he said, moving her up and down as he watched.

She glanced up at him, flashing him some kind of knowing look with those brown eyes.

“Look at you. Look at how good you look with my dick in your mouth,” he said, and relished the way her lips curved up while she sucked up and down. His fingers dug deeper into her hair. “I’m messing up your hair, but I don’t think you’ll be bothered.”

She shook her head, then his balls drew up as her lips tightened around him. More friction, more suction, and he closed his eyes briefly, relaxing into the pleasure bursting through him with every stroke of her tongue, every suck of her lips. She tugged on his balls, rolling them between her fingers as she worked him over with her lips. All his frustration from the afternoon, all the tension from his session, it all melted away with the glide of her lips and the pressure of her hands.

He groaned loudly as she dropped him from her lips, only to take his balls into her mouth and suck. He opened his eyes, not wanting to miss the sight.

“You look so hot and dirty,” he told her.

She let him fall momentarily from her lips. “Just you wait, Jack,” she said, then licked him back into her mouth, and he felt her throat relaxing as he rocked into her. He began moving his hips in synch with her, setting up a perfect rhythm.

Then he heard a faint buzzing, just enough for him to open his eyes. He drew a deep, sharp breath as he felt a hum against the base of his cock. A hum he’d recognize nearly anywhere. Then a vibration sent waves of pleasure through him.

“You are a naughty girl,” he gritted out as his blood pulsed. He gripped her head tighter, staring down to see what he suspected. Her lipstick was a vibrator, and she was rubbing it against his shaft. The twin sensations—her lips and the vibrations in his body—sent him closer to the brink.

“I want to fuck your mouth so badly right now,” he bit out.

She let go of him momentarily to whisper hotly. “Do it.”

She turned up the toy, sending waves of pleasure through him, like an annihilation of the senses, and there was nothing else in existence but the sinful press of her mouth. His lungs tightened. His vision turned blurry. The rattle and hum of the lipstick sent mini tremors through his bones. Release was in sight, so close, and he curled his hands around her skull and pumped into her mouth, watching her as she took his cock all the way in. Her mouth was like a miracle, her body was divine, and she was built for the most sinful kind of sex he wanted to have.

Hot, rough, adventurous.

This wasn’t the first time he’d been privy to her talented mouth sucking him, but there was something about this moment that sent a molten thrill through him. It was the way this blowjob was a fait accompli. She’d strutted into his office with one thing in mind. Being his fantasy.

“I’m going to come so hard and I want you to take it all,” he said. “I need to fuck your mouth hard.”

She squeezed his cock in her hand as an answer and drew the orgasm out of him in one long deep powerful suck.

“Fuck,” he cried out, his hands wrapped around her head, her hair spilling all over his fingers as he gave her everything inside of him and she took it. She took every last drop as she slowed her pace, and he moved with her until finally, he let go of his hold on her, his dick dropping from her mouth.