Page 25 of Past and Present

“I’ll let you know as soon as we have revised travel plans. Give me just a sec,” he said as pulled the phone away from his ear and tapped his screen.

“What’s the problem, Kitten? I think you know what I want.”

Marissa hummed and tugged his zipper down. He shifted as slipped a hand into his pants and found his already hard cock.

He held the phone to his ear again and nodded for her to keep going.

When she wrapped her lips around him, his reaction was almost imperceptible, but she knew he was enjoying the way her tongue danced on his cock.

“David mentioned needing my help with something. I’m sure Marissa can find some way to occupy herself while I help him.”

Lance laughed at something Hunter said while he tangled his hand in her hair and guided her lower.

She inhaled through her nose as she took him deeper into her mouth and made room for him in her throat.

He hummed. “If Tamra would take my advice when it comes to vetting her clients and getting better collateral she might not be dealing with this.”

Marissa’s ears pricked at the mention of Tamara. She’d never met the woman. Only heard stories.

Lance tightened his grip on her hair and she realized she’d slowed down to listen to his conversation.

“I should get off here and call the pilot. We’ll be home in half an hour or so, and I’ll let you know what our plans are.”

When he set the phone on the seat beside him, Marissa pulled her lips off his cock with a loud pop, intending to ask what Hunter wanted.

Lance’s fingers twisted in her hair until she winced in pain and forced her back down on him.

“I don’t recall telling you to stop.”

She made a gurgling sound as she tried to talk around his thick erection but gave up when he just pushed her head further down.

“Keep sucking and I’ll tell you what you need to know.”

She bobbed her head in the affirmative and Lance patted her head. “Good girl.”

His voice sounded just a little more strained, and she knew she could get him off in a matter of seconds if she wanted to.

“Looks like the weather might be interesting the next few days so we need to get on a plane early Friday morning just in case things get bad before then. Is there anything you need to move at work?”

Marissa started to pull up to answer, but he made a tisk tisk sound and pushed her all the way down on his cock, causing her to gasp and sputter.

“I’ll just pull up your calendar.”

Marissa sucked in and dragged her lips up his length until she had just the tip between her lips, then sank down on him again until he touched the back of her throat.

Lance thrust his hips, and she took him deeper, causing her eyes to water.

“Looks like a strategy meeting and a conference call with New York. Anything there that can’t be rearranged?”

She shook her head as she licked him from root to tip and twirled her tongue around the top of his hardness.

“Good. Now suck my dick like you mean it while I call the pilot.”

She felt her pussy clench at his dirty words and she shifted so she could grip the base of his shaft with one hand while she licked and sucked like he was the first meal she’d had in weeks.

Her head bobbed up and down and she fought back the tears that pricked at her eyes. The little mascara she wore was bound to be smeared. He kept a hand in her hair but did nothing to control her movements, and she barely heard him talking to the pilot who usually flew their private jet.

She trailed her hand until she cupped his balls. They were tight, and she knew he was on the brink.

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