Page 85 of Business Casual

Chapter 14

After Monday’s close encounter with Josephine, I kept my head down and my libido in check on Tuesday. I even kept my fantasizing to a minimum during the weekly meeting. Our eyes kept finding each other, but I made an effort not to linger on him. I felt emboldened by my willpower.

But the flesh is weak and so was I on Wednesday.

And Thursday.

And Friday.

With my back on the table and my dress gathered at my waist, I spent Friday’s lunch break with my legs splayed open wide as the midday sun poured into Tre’s office.

“This is not what I thought you meant when you said come here for lunch,” I told him breathily.

He watched me as he slid a finger inside me. “Yes, you did,” he whispered, pulling his finger out of me and putting it in his mouth. “You knew exactly what I wanted to eat.”

I clenched. It was like everything he said bypassed my ears and went directly to my core. He smirked and I knew he felt my response to his words.

“Tre…”

Taking a seat at the table, he hooked my thighs over his shoulders and pulled me forward. My ass hung off the table and I felt his breath tickling my smooth skin as he settled between my legs. Flattening his tongue, he licked my wet slit.

“Oh—oh shit!” I cried out as I put my hands on the back of his head.

He groaned his approval and before I had a chance to recover, he swirled his tongue around my clit and then sucked. His talented mouth and tongue alternated between licking, sucking, and flicking. I didn’t understand how or why God gave him the cheat code to my body, but my hips started bucking against his face almost immediately. Grinding my pussy on his face, I started tingling everywhere.

I closed my eyes tight as I hit the point of no return. “Yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssssssssssss.”

“Mm hmm,” he moaned, the sound muffled because he never stopped eating.

My body stiffened as I let out a noise that was part gasp and part moan. “Tre.”

He ate me like he’d been starved, and my body reacted like it was made to nourish him.

The sensation of heat exploding from my core consumed me and I felt it everywhere. I relished in the feel of him as I rode the wave. I tried to push his head, but he kept going. He kept eating me. He wouldn’t stop. And the second orgasm, just as powerful as the first, took me alive.

The sound that came out of me was foreign to my ears.

“Fuck,” I cried wantonly as my body quivered in unadulterated pleasure. My heart was pounding in my chest and my eyes were still clamped shut.

I panted as Tre kissed my inner thighs, alternating from left to right before scooting my ass back on the table. “I got you, baby,” he said softly as he took my legs off his shoulders and let them dangle.

I opened my eyes in time to see him reach over to grab the wipes and then he cleaned me up. When he was done, he pulled me into a sitting position and stood between my legs.

“That felt so fucking good,” I told him.

He brought his face close to mine. “You taste so fucking good,” he breathed.

My stomach fluttered as our lips met. I could still taste myself on his lips, reminding me that he’d just made me see stars—twice.

“You’re way too good at that. Do you think I was too loud?” I wondered, climbing from the table and standing on wobbly legs.

He wrapped me in his arms and pulled me close. “When your thighs have my head trapped and my face is buried in your pussy, I don’t hear anything but you. I’m not thinking about anything but you. I don’t care about anything but you.”

“Well, I can’t focus on anything but you and how you’re making me feel, so I don’t know if I was too loud or not.” I kissed him again, deeper. “I hope no one heard us.”

Josephine had to go to a doctor’s appointment, so we took the risk. Every single time we gave in to our carnal desires, we risked so much. But every time he kissed me, every time he touched me, every time he made me smile, it felt worth it.

“It’s been almost two months of this sneaking around shit and I’m tired of it.” He stared down at me. “After next week is done, it’ll be better. I won’t be in here for sixteen hours. I’ll have my weekends back. And since we can’t do anything around here, I’m taking you out of town. Hell, we’ll go on vacation.”

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