Blonde Billionaire (Road to the Oval Office #1) Read Free Page B

breathlessly replied, fearful of achieving orgasm just from foreplay! At that point, I could feel the mounds of my flesh growing soft and warm. I gripped the edge of the desk with both hands, anticipating being penetrated with a force that I’d never felt before. He surprised me by gently guiding his dick inside me, slowly filling my crevice with what felt like an inch at a time before fulling pulling out and reinserting it, going slightly deeper with each penetration. He nearly took my breath away; I was enraptured, intoxicated, delirious, but the head of his cock just felt that good inside me. I loosed my grip on the desk, realizing that he wasn’t going to give me any more than I could handle. Instead, I wrapped my hands around his strong shoulders and just let my mind drift into blissful ecstasy. Only then did I realize that my breasts were exposed. Somehow he’d completely removed my bra and was stimulating my erect nipples with his tongue, gentle nibbling on them in perfect synch with his thrusts. He began to let out muffled grunts, fully releasing the entirety of his oversized cock on my unsuspecting vagina, sensing that I’d be able to handle it. Oh, I was able and willing and loving it. There was so much I wanted to say to him, but I just let my eyes and moans do the communicating for me. Matching the thrust of my hips to his was such a wonderful sensation. Every now and again, I would allow my eyes to close and I would just drift away. Other times, I forced myself to open my eyes and watch the flexing of his chest and shoulders right there over my head. The bulge of his arms was so delicious that started to bite and kiss them when I could work up the focus. He apparently loved that, responsding by increasing his own thrusting tempo, much to my own continued enjoyment. The rhythm of his pumps and the attention to my breasts was more than I could handle; I shuddered violently, orgasming all over his dick in my euphoric state, barely realizing that he, too, was orgasming. I gripped his red matador tie with all of my might, pulling him, urging him to be as deep as deep inside me as he could while he orgasmed. He gently trembled as I felt every last inch of him pulsate inside me, giving himself to me in a way that I’d never experienced in all my life!
     
    Exhausted and breathless, he pulled out of me and stood up. He stared at me like a Renaissance painter looking at a completed masterpiece, and I certainly returned the favor. This was easily the most amazing job interview I’d ever had. My head came to a rest against the desk and I finally had a chance to actually see what was in his office. I saw a bathrobe draped over a chaise lounge in the corner next to a door, indicating what was probably an oversized private shower room.
     
    “So,” he managed between deep breaths,”I think I need you to stay late tonight. Maybe even an all-nighter. We have a lot to...cover.” That devilish grin splashed across his face.
     
    “Ron, I couldn’t agree more,” I cooed. Internally, I laughed. Megyn, what have you gotten yourself into?
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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