Damien
I walk her toward my desk and push her back on it while lifting her dress. Fuck, this thing was designed specifically to drive me crazy and make me crave her more.
She moans into my mouth and I swallow it, grabbing the back of her head and deepening the kiss. I need to fucking taste her right now and I don't give a shit if I have meetings scheduled.
I break off the kiss and lean back in my chair, spreading her legs more for me. She's wearing red lace, and my straining cock aches against the seam of my suit pants.
"Damien," she breathes as she looks at me, red faced. "What are you doing?"
I grin. "My work, baby. Just relax for me," I say and pull her towards me before I pull down her thong, pocket it, and start devouring her pussy.
