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Her figure was captivating, her movements graceful and alluring. The way she moved was like a dance, each step deliberate yet effortless. I couldn’t help but admire her from afar, mesmerized by her enchanting beauty.

She thought I didn’t notice, but I did.

I noticed everything about her.

Seeing her standing there in her black thong, showing her soft flesh, I bit my tongue as my dick hardened in my pants. I quietly watched as she stripped out of the white T-shirt then she turned and smiled. My heart stilled as her eyes sparkled in my direction, and she smiled seductively, enchanting me.

She was playing with fire, and she knew it.

“See something you like, George?” She grinned playfully.

I blinked, my gaze shifting from the file in front of me. My eyes wandered down to her chest, drawn to the sight of her full breasts. The tight black lace bra emphasized her hardened nipples, begging for my attention. Her breasts, a captivating sight, pulled me in. I licked my lips, mesmerized by her curves as I reluctantly tore my eyes away from my files. The black lace bra taunted me, urging me to give in to their allure.

“Oh yeah, baby.”

My fingers itched to reach out and touch her creamy, soft skin.

The vixen before me had captured my attention like no other.

I knew as long as I lived, I would never find another that satisfied me like Josephine.

She was it for me.

Forever and always.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as she made her way over to me, taking my glass tumbler and placing it on the small table next to me. She swung her leg over the side of the leather chair, sitting down on my lap. Her body pinned me to the cushion as she wiggled her butt enticingly. Leaning her head down, she captured my lips forcefully as her hands held my head in place.

I moaned as she ground her pelvis against me.

I broke the kiss. “What do you think you’re doing, baby?”

Her soft hazel eyes looked down at me as she laughed. “Just having some fun.”

“Do you need attention, baby?” I asked, sliding my hands up her waist and pulling her closer to me.

Moaning, her head fell back.

“Oh, Josephine, I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s not going to work, baby. But in the meantime, I am going to eat you for dessert,” I whispered as my lips trickled gentle nips against her chest and up to her neck. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten about your little tantrum earlier,” I whispered in her ear as she gasped. “I have your punishment all planned. Naughty girls get punished.”

Before she could utter a word, I picked her up and gently laid her on the desk. My body shook as she stretched out before me, enticing me like no other, and I grinned, seeing her silk panties soaked with her juices.

So responsive, so eager.

“You like the idea of being punished? Don’t you, baby?”

Lost in the beauty that was Josephine, I could do nothing as I watched her hand trail down her body as she began to rub her moist pussy.

“Punish me, George.” Her voice was husky and seductive.

My cock jumped, begging to be freed from its confines. I froze, admiring the siren before me. Her soft, moist lips called to me. Her scent surrounded me, and my mouth watered. I needed her like no other. She was my redeeming quality.

“George?”

Blinking, I smiled down at her as my hand lightly wrapped around her throat. “Don’t you dare come without my permission or I will punish you harder,” I whispered as I ripped her panties from her body. She arched toward me as she creamed more.

Lifting her legs, I placed her feet on the desk. I grinned, sitting back down in the chair. Her inviting pussy sparkled in front of me, and I pounced like a hungry beast, seizing her hips and exploring her wet cunt with my tongue. Her screams were music to my ears as she bucked against my mouth.

Lost in her beauty, I licked, sucked, and ate the pure essence that was my love, taking her into me, as if only her life force could sustain me. I was ravenous as I plunged my tongue deep into her welcoming, wet channel. I sucked her tender, swollen clit as her hands threaded through my hair. Her hands tightened, pulling me closer to her. I growled as her grip tightened further, eliciting a degree of pain, and I was lost.