"Beginning of next month," he said.
"What? I'll die by then," I whined.
"Because of the workload?"
"Yeah, sure, that too."
He sighed, "How about one of the team members?"
"Tasted and bored… I need something new, something fresh… or…" I stood up and
walked up to him then placed my hand on his chest, "I don't mind trying something I
haven't had in a while."
Michael looked at me.
"Is that a no? Mr. Michael?" I asked. He looked away.
"Good boy."
I kissed his neck as my hands took off his dress shirt. He kissed my hair and held
my shoulders. We locked eyes and he got on his knees.
When people see a young female CEO they expect power suits with tight trousers.
Not this alpha. I lifted my skirt as he moved my laced red underwear to the side. His beard
brushed against my kitty as he sniffed deeply. Standard practice, you've seen wolves do it,
he was trying to figure out if I really wanted to mate.
The moisture on my member was evidence that he needed to offer me pleasure.
His tongue touched my entrance. He parted my lower lips.
"Beautiful pink," he commented as he looked into my eyes.
“Do your work Michael,” I commanded as I grabbed his head and shoved his face
into my pussy. His muffled voice against my region sent shivers up my spine. His tongue
prodded first then darted into me. I held his head to control the rate at which he ravaged
me.
Michael had always given the best head amongst all the men I had been with.
Maybe because he knew me longer? My legs started to shake as he attacked my clit. "Damn you Michael… mmm… fuuuck," I couldn't hold my voice so I covered my
mouth with my hand.
He settled me on the desk.
When I decided I had had enough, I stopped him, "That's enough, give it to me." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick already hard and raring to go. He first stroked my entrance then used his dick to slap my pussy in rhythmic
successions.