‘You were up super early this morning. I thought you might like some breakfast?’ she said as she put the tray on my desk.
‘Smells delicious. Gracias, princesa,’ I replied as I pushed back my chair and stared at her while she poured two cups of hot coffee.
‘Cream?’ she asked, seemingly entirely innocently as she held up the small white jug.
‘Really?’ I grinned at her.
‘What?’
‘Come here,’ I held out my hand and she put the jug back on the tray and walked around the desk to me. As soon as she was close enough I pulled her onto my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I ran my nose along her collarbone and up her throat. Even the smell of her skin made my cock twitch to life. ‘Why do you always smell so fucking incredible?’
‘I smell of sex, and you,’ she groaned as she tilted her head back for me, allowing me easier access to kiss her neck.
‘Like I said, incredible!’
She laughed softly. ‘I need a shower. And I didn’t mean to distract you from your work. I know you’re busy.’
‘You didn’t, huh?’
‘No,’ she smiled sweetly.
‘But you do realize how dangerous it is to come into my office, half naked and offer me some cream, Alana?’ I growled.
She gasped softly and then started to giggle. ‘I didn’t mean that. I meant for your coffee.’
‘I know exactly what you meant, you sex crazed nympho,’ I said as I trailed kisses along her throat. I slid my hand up the outside of her thigh and squeezed her ass. For the first time ever, I was relieved she was wearing panties, because if she hadn’t been, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from lifting her onto my desk and fucking her.
‘I’m expecting a call soon, and I need to take it. So, do you think you can sit and eat some breakfast with me, without driving me to distraction?’
‘I’ll try my best,’ she purred in my ear.
I had meant that she should go and sit on the other chair, but she remained on my lap as she leaned forward and pulled our coffees closer to us. I closed my eyes and groaned as I realized that I couldn’t bear to ask her to move.
‘Would you like some jelly on your croissant?’ she asked.
‘Please,’ I licked my lips and she wriggled forward again as she took the croissants and split one open.
My cock twitched and throbbed every time she moved. Who was I kidding? There was no way she was leaving this office without my cum dripping out of her.
‘Are you done?’ I asked with a flash of one eyebrow as she moved on my lap, doing everything so damn slowly.
‘Almost,’ she giggled.
‘Do you have to move your ass that much just to spread jelly?’ I groaned.
‘Yeah. You have to work the jelly in. So that all of the pastry is coated in its sweet, sticky goodness.’
‘Jesus, princess,’ I growled. I didn’t know if she was doing this on purpose, or I was just so fucking turned on, everything she said and did looked like it belonged in a porn film.
‘Done,’ she said as she turned to face me and sucked her finger clean with a wet pop. I groaned out loud. I couldn’t take any more.
‘What?’ she asked, all wide eyed, as though she couldn’t feel my raging boner pressing into her ass.
‘Take off the panties. Take out my cock and get yourself onto it. Now,’ I hissed.
Her eyes darkened with desire. ‘I thought we were just having breakfast?’ she whispered.
Fuck! She really didn’t have a clue what she did to me.