I finally gave in.

After more than a year of edging, I finally fucking gave in.

It was short-lived but I came a lot.

My heart races when I recall the events that transpired that day.

He called me in for business and I never thought I'd end up being pleasured.

As he sat across me as we discussed the project we'd be working on, I subtly observe his details.

His inviting eyes. His beautiful mouth. His posture.

As I hear his commanding voice, I feel my mouth water.

He continued to discuss the details of everything and as dirty thoughts enter my head, I take a sip of my iced coffee. Subtly licking the tip of the straw inside my mouth imagining how I'd lick the precum off the tip of his cock.

Oh fuck. my eyes grew wide.

I am under his spell.

I was watching him, observing, if he wanted to fuck me or not.

Of course he does, he's told me more than a dozen times.

But should I give in?

As a part of our conversation grew intimate, I have casually mentioned that I'm wearing a lace bra.

From across the table he reached out to my silk shirt, pulled it to the side, to check if my nipple would poke out.

"They're not hard." I looked into his eyes and told him that.

He reached out to grab my tit.

While we're at a coffeehouse.

He grabbed my tit, squeezed it and said, "Hmmm. No foam. Heavy cream."

He grabbed it, and pulled away his hand until he was holding on to my nipple from the outside of my shirt.

I felt how he rolled his fingers on my nipple.

"Now it's hard." he said.

He smiled. Bit his lower lip. And I saw those eyes.

Those "fuck me" eyes that I do too.

He was staring at me. He stood up.

Walked towards me and slid his fingers through the hair on the back of my head and kissed me.

I sat on a stool.

He stood there kissing me.

"Let's go to the car so I can suck your tits."

We hurriedly went to the parking lot.

He brought the one with no tint.

He placed my bag on the dashboard. He unbuttoned my shirt. Let my left tit out from my lace bra, and started sucking.

"You be the lookout." and proceeds to sucking my nipple.

I feel his tongue swirl around my nipple, and I end up moaning, the vehicle contained everything. My moans started filling the air. Fogging up the glass.

He reached down and spread my legs apart, and groped my pussy from the outside of my leggings.

When I've noticed a guard pass by, I tapped out and he asked,

"You wanna fuck?"

"Yes."

We went to his home/office.

He started taking everything off of me, until I was completely naked.

I laid on his bed, while he undressed.

He spread my legs open and buried his face there.

He licked me.

He sucked my lips. My clit.

I was moaning so loud.

I shudder every time I felt I was cumming.

And when I cum, he just eats me better than the last time.

I came. Over. And over. And over. And over again.

The room was filled with our moans.

Whenever I came hard, I'd push him away but he just shoves his mouth to lick it off.

I hear him moaning as he ate.

It was amazing. I was literally giggling from the good feeling.

He ate me silly.

He then went up. Sat a bit on my chest so I could suck his cock.

I gladly did. He grew harder in my mouth.

I felt his cock growing harder, thicker.

I loved hearing him moan so I just sucked that cock and he loved it.

He then went back to my pussy to eat me again. I came again.

He lied down, I squatted on him, got his cock ready, and I put his cock in.

He kept on warning me that he might cum easily.

He pulled out, but I wanted more.

I sat on his cock again, had it thrusting inside me.

He pulled out again. He was about cum.

"I'm about to cum babe. Finish me off."

He asked if I could suck his cock so he can cum in my mouth.

"Gladly."

I said.

I sucked his cock.

His moans were loud too.

He was about to cum. I sucked it til he exploded in my mouth.

Oh. I swallowed every bit of it. Every drop.

His knees were shaking and I knew he wanted more but we had to go.

We showered. Dressed up.

And went to our scheduled meetings.

My mouth waters even when I'm just thinking about it.