My body heats, but I school my features, not letting Hollis see how much I like that idea. How much I really could use that. “Not at the station.”
“Well, where’s the fun in that?” He pokes his lip out into a pout.
“I have work to do,” I mutter. “And I’m sure you’re needed back on the ranch too.”
Hollis hooks his foot around my ankle, spinning me in the chair until I’m fully facing him. Leaning forward, he removes his hat, setting it on the desk before placing his hands flat on the tops of my thighs, bringing his face close to mine. His dark eyes drop down to my mouth before coming back up. “Please, daddy?” Rubbing his hand closer to my groin, he says, “We can be quick.”
My cock throbs against my leg, and a groan rumbles from my chest. Hollis knows exactly what he’s doing. He knows the second he calls me daddy, I’m doing whatever the hell he wants. It’s like I have no control around him, and I hate it just as much as I love it. The corner of his lip tics up, proving my theory, and the next thing I know, his mouth is on mine. His tongue slips inside, and then he nips at my bottom lip, sending a shot of potent arousal down to my dick. Despite knowing we shouldn’t, I kiss him back with just as much fervor, and he swallows my moans as he palms my erection.
The touch is electric.
And I want more.
“In the room,” I murmur against his lips. “We’re not doin’ this in the office.”
Hollispulls back, his lips slick with our shared spit. Chuckling, he stands and adjusts himself. “That’s more like it.”
He leads the way, and as soon as we enter the dark space and I close the door, we’re back on each other like two magnets. My back crashes against the heavy wood as his fingers quickly work open my belt, and then my pants before pulling me out. He wraps his fingers around me, stroking from base to tip, his heated gaze holding mine.
“You give in so easy,” he rasps, voice barely above a whisper. “You want this as much as I do, don’t you?”
I grit my teeth, breathing harshly through my nose as he tucks his chin, letting a string of spit fall from his mouth onto my cock before he spreads it around with his hand. His grip is just the right amount of firm, setting my body ablaze. Needing to touch him, I shove him with a hand to the center of his chest.
“Get on the bed,” I order him.
I step out of my shoes before letting my pants fall to the floor. Kicking them off, I watch Hollis do the same before reaching behind his head and ripping off his shirt. He drops onto the bed, and I’m right behind him. Our mouths meet again in a messy, frenzied kiss as our hands roam all over each other’s bodies, like we’re starving for one another despite me having just fucked him last night. It’s never enough.
“We have to be quick,” I say in between kisses.
He nods. “I know.”
“They won’t be gone long.”
“Don’t worry, this won’t take long.” Hollis slides down my body, tongue caressing my overheated flesh as he goes. I’m already hard and ready to go, and the second I feel his hot breath against my swollen tip, I know he’s right… This won’t take long at all. Closing his lips around me, I groan as he sucks medeep in his mouth. His hands come to my balls, tugging and rolling on them as I touch the back of his throat. I nearly come on the spot when he swallows around me.
“Fuck,” I grit out, threading my fingers through his sweaty, mess brown locks.
Hollis hums, sending vibrations through my cock as he bobs his head. Using his other hand, he spreads my thighs open wider, and before he even gets any further, I already know what he wants to do.
I don’t stop him, because I want it too.
Peering up at me from beneath his lashes, Hollis pulls off my cock, and sucks two fingers into his mouth, getting them dripping wet with his saliva. The sight sends another powerful wave of arousal through my body, the feeling only intensifying as he brings them to my hole. Taking me in his mouth again, Hollis circles me with the tip of his finger, and as soon as he feels my body relax, he applies a little bit of pressure as he sucks me deep.
It’s been alongtime since I’ve had any ass play done to me. Not because I don’t enjoy it, but because it wasn’t what my ex-husband preferred. He liked me to fuck him, and it was rarely the other way around. Which, for the most part, is fine. I do prefer to give rather than receive, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss it. Hollis has joked about fucking me before, and I’ve been hesitant, simply because ithasbeen so long, and it’s something I generally have to be pretty comfortable to do. But that’s the thing… Idofeel comfortable with Hollis.
I suck in a breath as he slips past the tight ring of muscle. Pulling myself up on my forearms, I watch the way my cock disappears into his mouth, how his eyelashes flutter each time. It’s not hard to tell that Hollis enjoys this, maybe as much as I do. He takes his time, slowly easing more of his finger into me as hesucks my cock in tandem. Since it’s been a while, it’s a little uncomfortable at first, but it doesn’t take for the burn of the stretch to turn into something much more pleasurable. It helps that Hollis isn’t rushing.
By the time he works a second finger in beside the first, my chest is heaving, and my heart is beating so hard, I can hear it in my ears. He swirls his tongue around the tip as he curls his fingers in a come-hither motion, grazing over a spot inside of me that has a long, low moan tearing from my throat. My balls are full, and they ache with a need for release as he sets a delicious pace, skillfully working me over with both his mouth and fingers.
“You like this, daddy?” he asks, mouth pulling off my cock as he strokes me with his free hand.
I nod as I drag my tongue across my lips, trying to bring back some moisture to my mouth.
“Tell me how much you like it,” he rasps.
“Fuck,” I gasp, throwing my head back as he massages my prostate over and over, applying the perfect amount of pressure. “It’s so…g-good. You feel so good.”
“You gonna come for me, daddy?”
