No, she can't mean to---
Rika pulls my dick out of my trousers and shorts, cupping it in her soft, warm hand. "Oh wow, you're so big and hard and hot. Can't wait to swallow you whole."
Fuck. She means to do what I thought she meant to do. The thought of her mouth on me... I may not last long once she starts.
She strokes me with one hand, humming like she can't wait to consume me, and with her other hand she massages my inner thigh.
"Rika, I---"
Her tongue rakes across the head of my erection.
I jerk and gasp, gripping my chair's arms so tightly my fingers ache, but I don't care. Her tongue, it's velvety and warm and moist. When she flicks it out to tease me again, I let out a choked sound. My ears are ringing, and she hasn't even gotten to what I know will be the best part.
"Mm," she moans, licking her lips.
"You'd better hurry. I can't---I won't---make it much longer."
Rika closes her fist around the base of my cock. "Time to blow your mind."
She opens her mouth and does exactly what she said. She swallows me whole, taking me deep inside. Her soft moans vibrate my flesh while she sucks gently and moves her mouth up and down, up and down, flicking her tongue as she moves. Her hand pumps me too, her smooth palm so fucking arousing I've lost all capacity to speak, to think, or to breathe.
My back bows. The pressure builds and builds while she starts to suck me more forcefully, her moans turning into grunts while her eyes drift half closed like she loves doing this to me.
She won't swallow when I come. Women never want to do that, at least not with me.
"Fuck, Rika."
The orgasm rips through me, hot and hard and so bloody incredible that I squeeze my eyes shut and let out a long, rasping shout. When it's over, I'm breathing hard and so limp that all I can do is lie here slouched in my chair.
But I've never felt better in my entire life.
I gaze at Rika, probably looking dazed, because I am.
She slides her tongue over her lips like she's lapping up every last bit of what I spent in her mouth. "Mm, you're the best thing I've ever tasted. And I love the way you look when you come."
"Rika, that was...amazing."
"Do you feel more relaxed now?"
"I can honestly say I've never been more relaxed in my life." I cup her cheek in one hand. "You are the most wonderful woman in the world."
She laughs, the sound delicate and sweet. "You're adorable when you're satisfied."
As I gaze into her golden eyes, with those green flecks sparking in the sunlight that streams through the windows, I realize exactly what I need to do.
I bend forward to wrap my arms around her waist and lift her up with me. Once we're both standing, I pull her snug against me.
"It's your turn, Rika."
Chapter Eleven
Rika
Dane backs me up to the desk, slips his hands under my ass, and lifts me onto the desk so I'm perched on its edge. It's my turn, he said. Oh God, I hope he means what I think he means. I got so turned on when I had him in my mouth, and the look on his face only made me hotter for him. What I want most of all is for Dane to thrust into me and make us both come.
His slacks are still undone, and his dick hangs between our bodies.
I need that inside me. But I also want his mouth on me, and I can't decide which I want first.
Dane kneels between my thighs. He pulls my leggings down, and I lift my hips to help him, until they're lumped around my ankles, trapped by my shoes. He glides his hands up my calves, his skin grazing mine and setting off a wave of tingling heat in its wake. He places a soft kiss on each knee, then sweeps his hands over them and up my thighs.
He hooks his fingers inside the waist of my panties and drags them down too.
I spread my legs more for him. Oh God, I'm so wet and ready that it's almost embarrassing. I wanted him the day we met, but I've been desperately crushing on him since that day in the restaurant. It's become more than a crush, though. I might be kind of obsessed with his body.
Dane takes his glasses off, sets them on the desk, and lowers his head between my legs. The first touch of his tongue makes me gasp and grip the desk's edge. When he drags his tongue up and down my cleft, my breaths turn into sharp gasps, one after another after another.
"Oh yes, Dane." I clasp his head with both hands while he swirls his tongue around my clitoris without touching it. "Please, yes, please."
He laps at the slick skin just below my clit, his nose brushing that hard nub. When he finally closes his mouth around it, an electric current fires through my body, exciting every nerve. Holy shit, Dane knows what he's doing. I've had guys do this before, but none of the others got me so excited so fast. When he thrusts a finger inside me, I start panting and dig my nails into his scalp. He licks faster, sucks harder, thrusts that finger deeper, until I'm teetering on the edge. So close, almost there.
"Yes, Dane, more," I plead between panting breaths.
Dane pushes two fingers inside me now, while he keeps lapping and suckling me, and I bite back a cry when he groans against my clitoris, vibrating that most sensitive part of me. A coil inside my body winds tighter and tighter, and I get wetter and wetter, so desperate for release that I'm clamping my lips shut to muffle my frantic noises. A fevered flush sweeps over me from head to toe, and I go rigid, frozen in that blissfully torturous moment before I tumble over the edge.
"Dane!" I cry out, oblivious to the fact there's a stranger right outside the door to this office. I don't give a damn who hears me. The pleasure rolling through me consumes my focus, making me shut my eyes while my body bows inward, my knees draw up, and I let out a hoarse, wordless cry.
The orgasm fades gradually, but Dane and I stay frozen with my body curled around him and his head between my legs. After a minute or two, he kisses his way down my thighs and sits back on his heels.
He drags his tongue across his lips three times like he's savoring the taste of me.
"Wow, Dane," I say, still kind of breathless from what he did to me. "That was... I can't even think of a word that's good enough to describe it. I've never come that hard before."
"You gave me the same gift. This was reciprocity."
He's got to be joking, right? Reciprocity? It was so much more than that.
Dane rises, zips up his pants, and snags his tie from the desktop. While he works on doing up his tie, he says, "I feel much better now. Thank you."
I'm sitting here on his desk, my pants and underwear around my ankles, and he thanks me. What the fuck?
"Let's go to lunch," I say, because I have no clue how I'm supposed to respond to his gratitude for the blow job I gave him.
"I don't have time." Done with his tie, he buttons his pants and secures his belt. "I'm sure Eddie wants his Corvette back."
"He said I can bring it back to him tomorrow." I hop off the desk and pull up my leggings and panties. "I told Eddie I need the rest of the day off. That means we are spending time together. You go tell Noah you'll be out of the office until tomorrow."