Hot Off the Press - Pt. 4
He stood up and looked down at me in my position of worship. I looked up at him innocently before rising to my feet. I led him to sit on his desk and straddled him. My pussy still dripping from his early devouring, I teased his head while I kissed his neck, cheeks, lips; he tasted like the lust I was feeling for him and as much as I wanted him inside of me, I was enjoying the tease. Resting his hands on my waist he tried to ease me down onto him but I resisted. I nibbled on his earlobe and whispered in his ear “Not yet”. He exhaled his impatience and a smile snuck onto his face. He was enjoying this game of cat and mouse as much as I was. “Jonah, tell me you want me.” He kissed my neck while his fingers found their way to my wetness and he stroked my silk. “Jonah, I want you to tell me you want me.” He grinned and kissed my neck again. Growing tired of him attempting to tease me, I pulled his nectar covered fingers from inside of me and held them between our faces. “Jonah. Baby. Tell me you want me.” And slid his moistened fingers into my pouty mouth. His other hand reached up into my bushel of curls and gently pulled my head back. “I want you. You know I want you. I wanted you since the first time I read you and I’ve been trying to fight it since I brought you in here.” I was pleased with how quickly he surrendered. “You want to be inside of me don’t you?” He moaned into my neck and I felt his dick jump. “Ask me for what you want.” He bit my neck lightly as he pulled away, “Can you sit on my dick?” An almost evil smile danced across my face, “What do you say?” I asked as I held him in position and hovered above his hardness. “Please?”
I slid down on him in a quick thrust and reacted so quickly I almost fell off of him. His hands gripped my ass while I rode him and held on so tightly that I was positive his handprint would remain long after this session ended. Sliding his right hand across my back and holding on, his left hand again found a handful of my hair and he tugged as I bounced on him. My nipples rubbed against his chest and the sensation made my body tingle. As I started to cum, my pace quickened and just as I started to expel my pleasure he stood up and placed me on my feet. Still holding my hair he bent me over the desk, inserted himself into me. “Fuck me Jonah!” the words had barely left my lips before he started to thrust into me; “Harder”, he let go of my hair and held onto my waist with both hands and stroked me long and hard. He being taller than me meant me barely on my toes and as if sensing my need for traction, Jonah hoisted my leg onto the desk. A guttural moan ran out of me as he got even deeper inside of me and held onto both my thigh and a handful of my hair as he thrust. Almost immediately I started to shake and he pulled away. My pussy throbbing he walked around to the side of the desk where my head now lay; “Open your mouth.” I opened my mouth and gagged every time he touched the back of my throat. With his dick sufficiently coated, he returned to his position behind me and pulled me towards him as he thrusted into me again and again. “Jonah, I’m gonna cum!” I declared and he chuckled. “Good, cum for me.” His instructions opened the floodgates and I felt the tremors moving from within my chest to throughout my body. “Mmmm, good girl. I’m gonna cum now, ok baby?” His words gave me an almost second wind and with them I slid off the desk back onto my knees and barely missing a beat I put him into my mouth.
I sucked furiously and both hands on my head he stroked my throat almost as deeply as he had my pussy. Moans rumbling from deep within him, he came as I massaged his testicles and I felt his warm ecstasy slide down the back of my throat. As he drained every drop of himself inside of my mouth I continued sucking. I wanted him to be fully depleted by the time I took my mouth off of him. He stumbled back and dropped into his chair just as I released him and swallowed any of him left on my tongue with a gulp. Wiping the corners of my mouth I stood up, smiled and pulled down my skirt. Both Jonah and I had labored breathing and he chuckled again. “Shit. That was one helluva meeting.” I laughed whilst buttoning up my shirt and putting back on my shoes but still stayed silent for a moment. I rifled through my purse that I had put on the chair beside me when I had first walked in and popped a piece of gum in my mouth and checked my cell, I’d already had six missed calls and it was just after midnight. “So about the article I wrote, can I resubmit it tomorrow?” Jonah looked up at me and half smiled, “It’s not your best but it’s not your worst either. How about you just do better next week?”
“I can commit to that.”
Jonah stood up and pulled on his pants. He readjusted the papers on his desk and started to pack his things to leave. I dropped my phone into my purse and walked out of his office. He came out shortly after me and we walked along together towards the elevator. I stopped, turned off my desk light, grabbed something out of my desk drawer and met him at the elevator. “So, can I offer you a ride home?” The elevator announced its arrival before I could answer and a handsome man dressed in jeans and a crew neck shirt stepped off.
“Hey beautiful. I’ve been trying to call you.”
He turned and nodded at Jonah, “I hope you’re not working her too hard.” Jonah’s poker face was better than I expected in that moment. “Not at all.”
The gentleman wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips I wrapped my hand around his neck and Jonah let his surprise show when he saw the bauble on my ring finger.
“Baby, this is my Boss Jonah. Jonah, this is my husband Eric.”
They shook hands and Jonah stopped the elevator door before it closed. “I need to grab something from office, you guys go ahead.” Eric smiled and took my hand and said “Let’s get you home.” We stepped onto the elevator and he hugged me again with his back to the door. Jonah stood watching in disbelief as the door closed and at our very last glance, I winked.