Emily stared at the ceiling wishing once again for a mirror so she could watch him work. His tongue was a work of art and a deadly weapon. His breath brushed her pubic hairs. “You’ve got such a pretty pussy. I could look at you for days.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them again. “I watch you working at your desk and I imagine you walking into my office, closing the door and then climbing up onto my desk. I imagine licking you throughout my whole lunch break.” If only she’d known. There had been many times she wanted to walk into his office, get on her knees and wait for him to take her. Jason was the one in control. “I’d like that,” she said. “I’ll want a hell of a lot more from you now.” She smiled. Emily hoped he’d still ask her to marry him. Being without him was no longer an option for her. She’d made her choice and she intended to stick with it. “Your clit is swollen.” Emily cried out as his tongue circled her clit. His wet tongue invited a load of sensation to course around her body.
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