Page 96 of Business Casual

“Look at me,” he demanded, forcing my eyes to meet his again. “There’s no one else, baby.”

Feeling overwhelmed with emotion, I made a sound that was part whimper and part moan.

“Do you understand me?” He slid two fingers into my wetness. “There’s no one else.”

“Yes!” I cried out, digging my nails into his shoulder.

He smothered my outburst with his lips.

Slowly moving in and out my pussy, he broke our kiss. “I want you to come home with me.” Using his fingers and his palm, he began rushing me toward my orgasm. “Will you come home with me so I can taste you? I want to eat this pussy and then I want to feel it grip me while you’re riding me. You ready for that?”

Before I could get myself together to reply, his fingers spread my wetness over my clit. “Because I see the way you look at me and I think you want the same things I want, Imani.”

Plunging his fingers into me, I could no longer speak. Desperately grinding on his hand, my orgasm was building to something massive. The deep ache that overwhelmed me was reaching the point of no return as he skillfully worked his fingers in and out of me. I panted wantonly and unabashedly.

“Tre,” I gasped as our mouths devoured each other. “Tre, yes, that’s it.”

“You know how hard you have my dick right now,” he grunted. “This pussy stays so fucking wet for me. Let me eat you, baby. Let me stick my tongue right there and eat you until you have no doubt that you’re the one that I want. Let me give you this long stroke so you know that you’re it for me. And then I want you to cum on my dick, so I know it’s real.”

“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod,” I whispered repeatedly as I felt myself surrendering my power to him.

“I beat my dick twice today thinking about how it felt to be inside you,” he groaned.

Desire flowed through my veins and covered every inch of me. My head was spinning. My body was on fire. And the delicious man dirty talking between kisses consumed me.

I came hard.

My body quivered with pleasure as I writhed sandwiched between Tre’s body and the wall. My knees were weak, and my heart was racing.

He carefully pulled his fingers out of me and then stuck them in his mouth, licking my juices. “Mmm.”

My stomach fluttered.

That was so fucking sexy.

Wordlessly, I pulled him into the powder room with me.

He washed his hands while I cleaned myself.

“What are you going to do about that?” I asked, pointing to the bulge in his pants.

“I don’t know. It’s a result of being around you,” he told me as he watched me try to pat my G-string dry. “And watching you do that doesn’t help.”

I grinned. “I’m lucky no one can see the effect you have on me.” Throwing the paper towel away and then washing my hands, I eyed his dick print. “Except my entire face is flushed and I can’t stop smiling.”

He came up behind me and kissed my shoulder. “You could say it’s from dancing or drinking. No one is going to know it’s because you came in my hand.”

I bit my bottom lip as I stared at him in the mirror. “I can’t believe that went down in a hallway.”

“Yeah, that was unexpected,” he chuckled lightly. “I just wanted to talk and then… it’s like I can’t resist you or something.”

“I feel the same way.”

“Stay with me tonight.” He pulled my back to his front and wrapped both arms around me.

“I don’t have any clothes with me.”

“Okay, if tonight doesn’t work, are you still coming over tomorrow?” He bent down to kiss my shoulder and my neck before putting his lips on the shell of my ear. “I want to spend time with you.”

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