Daphne knockson my door at the end of the day, then stuffs her hands into hidden pockets in her skirt and waits. She’s barely been out of her office this afternoon. I wanted to check on her, to make sure she was okay, but I don’t think she’d appreciate that here.
She waits for me to look up from my computer before stepping through and shutting the door behind her. “You do know that it’s acceptable to leave the office before seven, right?” She strolls over to my desk and carefully sits on top of it in front of me, her legs dangling down between mine.
I roll my chair closer to her but resist the urge to touch, wanting to see what she’s up to. Curious to see if my siren is planning to tease me and run again like the last time.
When she leans over and loosens my tie, my cock jumps. “You don’t have to be the first one in every day and the last one to leave every night, Max.” One side of my silk tie is slipped out of the knot and tugged free from my collar before she runs her nails through my hair, and I groan, instantly relaxing into her touch.
It feels so damn good.
“There’s always more to be done,” I tell her honestly.
“I’m sure you’re right. But it’ll still be there tomorrow.”
She kicks off her red heels, and I grab her smooth calf and wrap my hand around it. “If I go home, I’m just going to work there instead of here. Unless you’d like to grab dinner with me?”
Daphne ignores the question. “Did you offer Maddie a job today for me? Not that it wouldn’t have been a lovely way to get in my good graces, but... that’s going above and beyond.” She massages my scalp, and I turn my head and kiss her wrist.
“No, Daph. I offered her a job because she pointed out an area where we’re deficient. And you must think she’s good at what she does if you’re using her for the foundation. So, I offered her a job for the entire organization. Now, you can continue to use her, and we’ll get the benefit of using her for the team too, and she’ll be paid for it. It’s a win, win.” I drop my chin to my chest and let her work her magic on my head.
She runs her nails over my scalp, then massages the base of my neck. “She already got the offer letter from Human Resources, and I’m pretty sure she accepted it.”
“Good.” That’s as much as I want to talk about anyone else besides the sexy siren in front of me right now.
Her silvery-blue eyes sparkle back at me as she slips slowly from the desk to her knees.
Her small hands glide up my thighs, tugging on my belt.
“Daphne...”
She lowers my zipper and takes me out of my pants. “Hmm?” She lifts her eyes to meet mine, then drags her tongue along one of my balls, then the other, and I forget every fucking thought I ever had. “We’re alone, Max. No one’s left in the office.” Her voice is breathy and so fucking sexy. “And I’m hidden by your desk.” Her fingers wrap around me and pump me once before she teasingly swirls her tongue around the tip of my dick.
Fuck.
I give in to temptation, letting my siren lead me anywhere she wants.
Fuck salvation.
I’ll welcome my destruction if it’s at her hands.
I run my hands through her soft, blonde hair, holding her head with just a touch of pressure. And she purrs. Fucking purrs. Then she pops her mouth off my cock. “Show me what you want, Max. Tell me how you like it.” She drags her tongue along my shaft, then licks her lips. “Fuck my mouth, Max.”
I groan and guide her head back down as I thrust in. “You liked that?”
Her nails run lightly under my balls, and a wave of pleasure curls down my spine.
“I did like that,” she pants around my cock. “I like everything you do to me.” She swallows me into the back of her throat, and I lean my head back and raise my eyes to the ceiling, needing to gather my composure so I don’t shoot my load right away.
I lower my eyes after I count to ten, and my breath is stolen from my chest. Daphne is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Her hair is spread out over her shoulders, her cheeks pink and her lips wrapped tight around my dick.
And she’s fucking mine.
I thrust my hips and fuck her face like she asked for. Daphne gags, and her eyes water, but she works me harder instead of backing off.
When one hand drops between her legs, I warn her, “Don’t touch your clit, Daphne. I want your orgasm tonight. I want all your fucking orgasms.” She grabs my dick and squeezes a little harder, and I come on a fucking roar.
Daphne swallows every drop.
Pumping me. Licking me until I pull back and stand up from my office chair.