“Never have before,” I panted.
“Unzip my jeans. The pressure of my cock against you will help.”
A breathy laugh escaped me, but I wasn’t going to argue with him.
If he thought he could get me off that way, I was inclined to believe him. The man had already proven to know how to work my body better than I did.
I unbuttoned and unzipped him, freeing his erection and lining him up against my slit. He released my breast long enough to push his jeans down further, making sure the open zipper didn’t scratch either of us.
“You have got to start wearing underwear,” I breathed, as I sat against his erection.
“That’s never going to happen.”
“I would’ve said the same thing about this.”
Bo chuckled. “Good point.”
He went back to my nipple, scraping the sensitive bud lightly with his teeth.
A moan escaped me, and I arched against his erection.
He licked.
Sucked.
Nipped.
Every time I started getting too sensitive, he’d switch to the other nipple, leaving me desperate. And needy. Intensely horny, too.
I had no idea how much time passed.
It could’ve been minutes, or hours.
When I was finally close to the edge, he started to pull away.
I grabbed his hair, yanking him closer, and he let out a rumbly laugh.
The sound and sensations set me off.
I came with a cry of pleasure, rocking and bouncing and arching against Bo. He moved me with him, biting and tugging my nipples in a way that dragged my climax out longer.
I panted as I came down from the high, my body flushed and hot. My panties and leggings were embarrassingly wet.
I opened my mouth to tell Bo I needed a minute. Before I got the words out, he’d lifted me onto his desk.
Whatever I’d been about to say died in my throat.
He stripped my pants down my legs in a heartbeat, tossing them aside.
Dragging his hands over my abdomen and down my legs, his chest rumbled in approval. “How are you even fucking hotter than I always pictured?”
“Well you can actually touch this version of me.”
“And see the way I’m affecting you.” He spread my thighs, crouching between them and lowering his nose to my center. Heinhaled, making a loud sound of pleasure. “Smell it, too. My own personal dessert.”
“Dessert?”
“Mmhm.” Bo dragged his tongue up my center, rumbling louder as he tasted me.
