On His Desk by Mia Faye
Chapter 12
MICHAEL
So close and yet so far. I’m in the conference room in the main Hyperion offices listening to a group of entrepreneurs pitch their idea. I keep wondering what Ava is doing at this very moment. I’d emailed her earlier to let her know that I’d be downstairs for the meeting.
What is she wearing? It’s nine o’clock and this pitch has gone on for longer than I expected. Any hopes I have of taking Ava into my arms soon are quickly disappearing as the discussion grows more animated.
I do the next best thing. I write her an email. My laptop is open and there’s no one seated on either side of me.
My favorite thing in the world is to eat you out.
I hit send and before she has a chance to say anything, I type out another message.
Just so you know, I’m going to eat you out as soon as I get to the office. Remove your panties. I want you ready.
I grin.
An email notification pops up. Heart pounding, I click on it.
I didn’t have any to begin with.
Wow. My cock swells. Less than ten words and I’m visualizing her pink sweet pussy. My hands shake a little as I write another one-sentence email.
My cock is rock hard for you.
Her reply comes a second later.
I’m going to suck your cock until I make you come all over my breasts.
Shit!
“Michael?”
I look up. Everyone is looking at me. Shit! Did I say that out loud? I nod my head and feign deep thought. “Very interesting.”
Oliver narrows his eyes and then directs the conversation to estimates. They lose me then. This is not like me at all. I eat, drink, and dream investments. For once in my life, I have a new obsession. Ava.
I read her last email and almost groan out aloud. She wants me to come on her full breasts? I’ve never done that to a woman but the thought of it makes me harder than a rock. I snap my laptop shut. If I’m not careful I’m going to cream on myself in front of everyone.
I force myself to concentrate on the presentations and even manage a question or two. At ten, when we’re finally done, I’m the first one out of the conference room.
I mumble something about a client meeting to Oliver.
He catches up with me in the hallway. “I bet it’s that hot little PA waiting for you, huh?”
I feign surprise. “No, not at all. Ava and I are keeping it professional. She’s a good PA and I don’t want to mess that up when there are plenty of other fish in the sea.” I want to keep our affair private. I want to protect Ava for when our affair ends because for sure it is going to end. However gorgeous and sexy she is, it can only be physical between us. I’m glad that she feels the same.
I almost sprint to the elevators but manage to restrain myself. I tap my foot as it goes up. Ava is intoxicating and I can’t get enough of her. When the elevator comes to a stop, I stand close to the doors impatient for them to slide open. I burst out and walk briskly down the hallway to my office, pausing long enough to place my laptop on my desk. Rivers of molten need ride my blood. Images of a naked Ava have haunted me for the last couple of hours. I pause outside her door and give a gentle knock before opening it.
“I thought you’d never get here,” Ava says and stands up.
I enter, shut the door, and lean on it. Ava’s hands slowly unbutton her blouse. I hold my breath with each button that pops. I inhale deeply when she pops the last one. She shrugs the blouse from her shoulders, and it drops. She moves as if to open her bra.
“I’ll do that,” I growl and close the distance between us.
The first thing I do is rub her my thumbs over her nipples just the way she likes it. I bite the hard nubs gently over the lacy material. I’m rewarded when she lets out a groan.
I turn her around and run my hands over the soft skin of her back. I unclasp her bra and like the blouse, she shrugs it off her shoulders. Instead of turning her around, I kiss her neck and shoulders, inhaling her sweet feminine scents as I do so.
“Have I told you today how beautiful you are?” I run my hands over her curvy ass.
“You have now,” Ava says.
I spin her around and fill my hands with her full breasts. “I want you to tell me again what you said you’d do.”
She bites her lower lip and her breasts rise up and down as I’m holding them.
“I’m going to suck your cock and make you come on my breasts,” Ava said, her voice husky.
It’s insanely hot to hear Ava say those dirty words. I groan, push her breasts together, and flick my tongue over both nipples.
I lower my head to take a nipple into my mouth. She tosses her head back and arches her back. I run my tongue between the valley of her breasts and imagine my cum running down her tits.
Ava straightens up and hooks and cups my cheeks. She pulls me up gently away from her breasts and brings her lips to mine. I wrap my hands around her as she kisses me hard and she claws my back. She breaks the kiss and drops to her knees.
I unbutton my pants and with relief, I free my erect cock. Ava wastes no time and closes her soft wet lips around my cock.
“I love that, baby. I love it when you suck my cock,” I say and pump softly into her mouth.
One hand grips the base of my cock and the other my thigh. My cock lurches in her mouth with every lick and stroke. She deep throats me and I try and empty my mind from thoughts of coming. I want this to last long but I don’t think it’s possible. Not when I keep thinking of creaming all over her tits. I groan and pump into her mouth. Ava takes all of my cock into her mouth.
She looks so good down there, on her knees sucking my cock as if she’s enjoying every second. I can’t wait for my turn to eat her pussy. My balls tighten, a sure sign that I’m about to come. No amount of distraction will work now.
"Fuck, I'm about to come, baby!"
Ava withdraws my cock from her just in time. Seconds later, big creamy spurts cover her breasts and I use my cock to rub it all over her. She licks the last of my cum from my cock using her tongue.
I feel wrung out as if every drop has been sucked from my body. “That was hot!” I tell Ava as I help her to her feet.
We clean up afterward. As hot as it was coming on her tits, it’s not pretty to have cum dry on her skin. The clean up is not good enough. We need to be home under a shower. I have dry cum all over my cock too.
I grab my phone and request an Uber. “Get your bag, we’re going home,” I tell Ava.
She catches up with me as I’m pressing the elevator button. “We’re going home?”
I grin at her. There are perks to being the boss. “We need a shower.”
“Okay,” she says and smiles. “You’re the boss.”
There’s not much traffic at that time of morning and in just a few minutes, we are getting out of the Uber outside my apartment building.
“Shower or tub?” I ask Ava in the elevator.
“Definitely shower. We have to get back to the office in time for your virtual meeting.”
“Yes ma’am.” Ava is so sexy when she’s serious and professional.
I take her hand when we get off the elevator and together, we head to my bedroom. We strip off in the bedroom, rushing like two kids who are afraid of getting late. The shower is the one place where I relax completely.
The water comes down from luxury shower heads covering half the ceiling of the shower stall. It’s like being under warm rainfall. I slide the glass door shut after Ava and turn on the shower.
“This is glorious,” Ava says as warm water comes down on us from everywhere.
“It is isn’t it?” I say and grab a bottle of shower gel. I squeeze some into my hand and lather it all over Ava’s chest. I rub circles of it under over her nipples, watching closely for a reaction.
Her nipples do not disappoint. They harden as I rub them. I grab a shower cloth, douse it in more gel, and wash her down. As she rinses, I scrub myself and then rinse off. I’m not done yet. I pull Ava away from the cascades of water and drop to my knees.
“We don’t have time for this, Michael,” Ava says.
Her words die off in her mouth as my tongue connects with her pussy folds. I nudge her lips apart with my tongue and swipe the length of her slit. She moans deeply. Any protests she may have are gone. She grips my head, imprisoning me between her legs.
I don’t mind. I would willingly remain a prisoner between Ava’s legs as long as she wants me.
