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Authors: Jennifer Conner
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the two of them. She tasted hot, ripe, and ready as she brushed her tongue against his.
She broke away. “I noticed you looking at my legs earlier. Are you a leg man?”
He nodded. “Oh God, yes. Am I that transparent?”
“You can touch them if you would like?”
It was getting permission for the thigh-high fantasy he’d carried for years. His dick hardened to rock. Braylon ran the tips of his fingers up her glorious legs to where the tops of her stockings stopped. He touched the smooth satin comparing it to the rougher feel of the fishnets, and then higher still until he hit the hot juncture between her legs.
With one desperate swipe, he knocked the papers and pens off his desk.
“Hey!” she protested. “You’re going to get us in trouble.”
“I doubt it,” he muttered in his lust-filled haze. He could reorganize later. Lifting Veronica, he placed her on the edge of the desk and spread her legs.
He forced himself to stroke a slow a hand up her calf and thigh, when all he wanted to do was devour her. He pulled his rolling office chair close and sat. Looking up, he waited until their gazes locked. He wanted to leave no doubt in her mind for what he was about to do.
She grabbed the edges of the desk like a lifeline and licked her full bottom lip. Anticipation brightened her eyes.
Not taking the time to pull off her panties, he slid his tongue along the satin and her slit. He tasted her desire. At the top of her glorious legs was an even better ass. He squeezed her cheeks in both palms as he pulled the cloth aside and buried his tongue. Braylon suckled her, loving the way she pressed against him, wanting more.
“Don’t come too soon,” he murmured, blowing a breath across her damp sex.
“Then you had better stop being so good at what you are doing,” Veronica said and let out a shaky laugh.
His fingers slid beneath the ribbons that held her panties in place and tugged. They came free easily and he dropped them to the floor. He relished in the tight feel of her sheath as he slid one then two fingers inside her.
She moaned.
He eased out and touched her half-open mouth with his damp fingers. When she sucked his fingers into her mouth, he nearly came himself. As he rose to his feet, he half choked out the words, “Condom?”
Veronica reached for her purse on the edge of the desk, and thank God, produced a silver packet. When she went to place her purse back alongside her, it tumbled to the floor.
“Your purse has a death wish tonight,’ he said with a chuckle.
“I’ll pick it up later,” she said as she ripped the foil open with her teeth.
Running her hands up the muscles of his stomach, she helped him untie the drawstring and push his green doctor’s pants, socks, and shoes free. His cock rose from its nest of dark curls. When she reached for his mask, he stopped her hand. “Let’s pretend.”
“Okay, we’ll be back in the real work world tomorrow. Should I take off anything else?” she asked gesturing to her costume.
“No, leave it on. Leave it all on. You look amazing.” And that was the truth. Fire burned his veins. She helped roll the condom onto his cock and then he grabbed her, pulling her to the edge of the desk. She lifted her hips as he guided the tip of his penis between her folds and home.
Had anything ever felt this good?
She gripped him in her velvet vice that left him nowhere to go but up. Braylon surged forward. She wiggled and moaned driving him a little deeper, and a fresh wave of pleasure crashed over him.
After a few more deep thrusts, he drew out. Sitting on the office chair, he motioned with his finger for her to join him.
Veronica sat up and dropped to her feet. Swinging a long leg, still in heels, over his hips and settled down to impale herself on his cock. The force of their bodies moved the chair back until it pressed against the wall. He laid his head back and listened to the beat of the music thump loudly. It vibrated their bodies. A crowd of
She broke away. “I noticed you looking at my legs earlier. Are you a leg man?”
He nodded. “Oh God, yes. Am I that transparent?”
“You can touch them if you would like?”
It was getting permission for the thigh-high fantasy he’d carried for years. His dick hardened to rock. Braylon ran the tips of his fingers up her glorious legs to where the tops of her stockings stopped. He touched the smooth satin comparing it to the rougher feel of the fishnets, and then higher still until he hit the hot juncture between her legs.
With one desperate swipe, he knocked the papers and pens off his desk.
“Hey!” she protested. “You’re going to get us in trouble.”
“I doubt it,” he muttered in his lust-filled haze. He could reorganize later. Lifting Veronica, he placed her on the edge of the desk and spread her legs.
He forced himself to stroke a slow a hand up her calf and thigh, when all he wanted to do was devour her. He pulled his rolling office chair close and sat. Looking up, he waited until their gazes locked. He wanted to leave no doubt in her mind for what he was about to do.
She grabbed the edges of the desk like a lifeline and licked her full bottom lip. Anticipation brightened her eyes.
Not taking the time to pull off her panties, he slid his tongue along the satin and her slit. He tasted her desire. At the top of her glorious legs was an even better ass. He squeezed her cheeks in both palms as he pulled the cloth aside and buried his tongue. Braylon suckled her, loving the way she pressed against him, wanting more.
“Don’t come too soon,” he murmured, blowing a breath across her damp sex.
“Then you had better stop being so good at what you are doing,” Veronica said and let out a shaky laugh.
His fingers slid beneath the ribbons that held her panties in place and tugged. They came free easily and he dropped them to the floor. He relished in the tight feel of her sheath as he slid one then two fingers inside her.
She moaned.
He eased out and touched her half-open mouth with his damp fingers. When she sucked his fingers into her mouth, he nearly came himself. As he rose to his feet, he half choked out the words, “Condom?”
Veronica reached for her purse on the edge of the desk, and thank God, produced a silver packet. When she went to place her purse back alongside her, it tumbled to the floor.
“Your purse has a death wish tonight,’ he said with a chuckle.
“I’ll pick it up later,” she said as she ripped the foil open with her teeth.
Running her hands up the muscles of his stomach, she helped him untie the drawstring and push his green doctor’s pants, socks, and shoes free. His cock rose from its nest of dark curls. When she reached for his mask, he stopped her hand. “Let’s pretend.”
“Okay, we’ll be back in the real work world tomorrow. Should I take off anything else?” she asked gesturing to her costume.
“No, leave it on. Leave it all on. You look amazing.” And that was the truth. Fire burned his veins. She helped roll the condom onto his cock and then he grabbed her, pulling her to the edge of the desk. She lifted her hips as he guided the tip of his penis between her folds and home.
Had anything ever felt this good?
She gripped him in her velvet vice that left him nowhere to go but up. Braylon surged forward. She wiggled and moaned driving him a little deeper, and a fresh wave of pleasure crashed over him.
After a few more deep thrusts, he drew out. Sitting on the office chair, he motioned with his finger for her to join him.
Veronica sat up and dropped to her feet. Swinging a long leg, still in heels, over his hips and settled down to impale herself on his cock. The force of their bodies moved the chair back until it pressed against the wall. He laid his head back and listened to the beat of the music thump loudly. It vibrated their bodies. A crowd of
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