She traced the line of his bottom lip with her tongue and then moved to the area just around his mouth. Her tongue and lips revelled in the deliciousness of her own flavor.
The clang of metal and the ping of tools reverberating around them fell away as she lost herself in the moment. She couldn’t wait to taste him, to see if he was just as yummy as she imagined.
“Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about this?”
“Miss, how are you holding up?”
His body tensed at the inquisition from above.
Her hand searched out his hard length. “I want to know if your cum is sweet…like me.”
He grunted. His pelvis rotated and ground into her hand as she stroked.
“Or thick and salty.”
“I love that you’re a talker.”
“I touch myself thinking about how it would feel to wrap my lips around you and take you deep as you shoot hard and heavy down the back of my throat.”
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“Miss? Sir?”
“We’re fine!” Mr. Sexy slammed his hands against the wall on either side of her. His large, solid body hovered, and he rubbed his fabric-covered erection along her body.
“That’s what I think about when I’m in that line. I soak my panties right through at the simple thought of kneeling in front of you.”
She felt his heavy breath on the top of her head as she bent and made quick work of his fly. She eased him out then slid her hand up and down his shaft. His smooth, velvety skin covered solid steel.
From above, the distant reassurance of the maintenance worker played in the background. “We’ll have you out of there very soon. No need to worry.”
“I’m not worried.” She licked a slow line up his dick. “Are you?” Circling her tongue around his tip, she got her first taste of his seed.
“God damn!”
She danced her tongue around the underside of his head then took him deep, her mouth encasing his impressive length.
He rammed his cock in and out. The suckling noises hung heavy in the air as she coated him in her saliva.
“That is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.” He grabbed her hair with one hand and controlled the pace. “Fuck, you’re good at that.”
“Come in my mouth. I want to taste you.”
He pulled her head away. “Next time.”
She looked up at him, knowing her face must show her disappointment. He was ruining the fantasy.
“Next time? Do you plan on getting trapped in an elevator again, ‘cause I don’t?” She darted her tongue out, attempting to lick his slippery shaft, but he held her too far away.
“Sexy girl, when I come in your mouth, you’ll be under my desk on your knees, sucking down everything I give you. My one hand will be approving expense reports, and the other will be tweaking your pink nipple.”
Her pussy contracted with his demanding words. She pulled herself closer to his body finally making contact with his balls. They tightened under the slow lap of her tongue.
“Once I finish with your mouth, you’ll turn around and stick that beautiful ass in the air, so I can fuck your sopping wet pussy.”
“Fuck me now.” She stood.
Their tongues twisted and tangled in a heated rhythm. He didn’t waste any time.