|The Wicked Flame by Stephanie Adkins|
The view from Corey DeLayne’s office couldn’t have been better. If she positioned her chair at just the right angle, she could look directly across the hallway into Landon’s office without appearing too suspicious. Peering over her computer screen, she watched as he approached a short row of filing cabinets and bent over to open a drawer close to the bottom.
It was pure heaven. That was the only way she could think of to describe it. Landon Montgomery had the perfect ass. Licking her lips, she focused intently on the chiseled definition of it against his slacks, and the way his thigh muscles flexed when he moved. He was perfection in every sense of the word, from his wavy, black hair straight down to his loafers. Not to mention, he was also a great fuck. Better than that, he was a great fuck with no strings attached.
Landon turned in her direction and caught her staring. She made no attempt to look away. Why bother? She wanted him to know she was admiring the view. Raising her eyebrows, she smiled mischievously at him and crooked her finger in a ‘come hither’ stance that sent him running. Rising from her chair, she met him at her door just as he closed it behind him and turned the lock.
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this before people start asking questions,” he drawled.
Wrapping her fingers around the top button of his dress slacks, she popped it open and pushed him back against the door.
“I wish we hadn’t been interrupted last night. I thought about you while I was trying to drift off to sleep...alone,” she murmured seductively, taking hold of the clasp on his zipper. “Do you know how hard it is to fall asleep when all you can think about is being fucked?”
Pulling the zipper down, she grabbed hold of his pants and briefs and slid them over his hips. Her eyes widened in excitement when his fully erect cock sprang free of its confines. Sinking to her knees, she wrapped a hand securely around it while he lifted his shirt out of the way.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’ll make sure Keith stays away next time, even if I have to take his damn key away.”
Extending her tongue, she placed it flat against the base of his cock and slid it upward leisurely. Oh, how she had missed this last night. Landon had invited her over for dinner after work, and things had heated up fairly quickly, as they always did. But no sooner had he gotten her naked and on his sofa when his cousin, Keith, came barreling through the doorway.
It was then when Corey remembered, regretfully, that the cousins shared an apartment. Keith had mumbled an apology and even attempted to leave again, but Corey told him to stay. He might as well. The mood was gone.
“We should have just asked him to join us,” she purred. It’s not like it would have been the first time.
Landon smirked and rested his head against the door. Apart from being a year younger and a couple of inches shorter than Landon, Keith could have easily passed for his twin instead of his cousin. It was an eerie resemblance, but also a huge turn-on.
“Maybe we should have,” he replied, smiling.
A devilish grin spread across her face as she glided her tongue up and over the crown of his cock before opening her mouth wide to take him inside. He inhaled sharply and groaned again. My God, but he was perfect.
It had become an obsession to suck his cock almost as much as it was to be fucked by him. He was big. No matter where she took him inside, it was always mind-bending the way he would stretch her open. Holding onto his hips, she relaxed her throat and began the slow and easy up and down motions that she had missed so much the night before.
Beyond her office door, she could vaguely hear the phones ringing and people talking as they walked along the corridor of the law firm. While they were tucked safely inside her office, no one was the wiser to what was going on. Not that she cared anyway.
“Oh fuck…that feels so good,” Landon remarked, huskily.
Digging her fingernails into his skin, she moved at a slightly faster pace. It was hard not to. Anytime she got near his cock, she wanted to devour it in every conceivable way, and Lord knows she had tried.
Releasing one of his hips, she spread her knees wide and slid a hand under her skirt and inside her panties. Her pussy was swollen and wet and almost too sensitive to touch. Pressing her fingers flat against her clit, she rubbed it slowly at first, wanting the intensity to build and not come too quickly.
“That’s it, baby. Play with that pussy for me,” he whispered, watching her.
His face was red from exertion, and his orgasm was steadily building. She could tell by the way his chest heaved and his muscles tightened beneath her fingers. When he tangled her hair in both of his hands and bucked inside her mouth, she held on fast to him.
He was gripping her hair almost to the point of it being painful, but even that was ecstasy. After several thrusts, she heard his muffled groan, and within seconds his cum shot deep inside her mouth. She hungrily swallowed it like a woman who hadn’t eaten in months.
Damn, he tasted good. Opening her mouth wide, she looked up at him as he rested his cock against her tongue and squeezed out what little cum remained. There was nothing better than the way it slid across her tongue and down her throat while he watched. His eyes were glazed over, and his lips trembled.
After consuming the last drop, she licked her lips and stretched out on the floor in front of him. Propping herself up on one elbow, she spread her legs and pulled her panties over to one side. She was even wetter now, and under the harsh fluorescent lights, she could see the juices as they glistened on her fingertips.
Landon absentmindedly tucked his shirt back into his pants and redressed while watching her writhing on the floor. When he finished, he got down on his knees between her legs and leaned over, placing his palms flat on the floor beside her. His mouth was so close to her ear she could feel his hot breath against it. Closing her eyes, she pressed her fingers against her clit and stroked it furiously.
“Corey…,” he whispered low in her ear. “Come for me, baby.”
Digging her heels in the carpet, she gasped when she felt his tongue against the side of her neck. Oh…fuck! Her hips rose off the floor. Biting down on her lower lip, she tried to keep from moaning too loudly. It wasn’t easy though. It felt so damn good.
Repeatedly, he murmured her name against her skin until finally she felt her release begin to take over. The force of it latched on quickly from the top of her head straight down to the tips of her toes.
Before she threatened to scream out loud, he captured her mouth with his own and muffled her cry. He kissed her hard and forcefully, while her body let go and shuddered beneath him for what seemed like an eternity. When the tremors subsided, he let her go and she crumbled underneath him, gasping for air.
“Damn. Why didn’t you call me in here earlier?” he teased.
Opening her eyes, she laughed when she looked up and caught him smiling at her like the kid who got his hand stuck in the cookie jar. Corey pulled her skirt back down and sighed contentedly. If only they could stay locked in here like this the rest of the day.
“We better get back to work before someone comes looking for us,” she said, resigned.
Standing, Landon reached out and took her hands to help her up. She smoothed her hands along the front of his shirt to try and make him look presentable again, while he played with the buttons on the front of her shirt and attempted to open them.
Swatting his hand away, she smiled up at him and leaned up on her toes so she could kiss him quickly one last time.
“Stop that. You’ll have to wait until later tonight. Then you can do whatever you want to with me.”
Grinning like a Cheshire cat, he unlocked the door and opened it slowly. Leaning forward, he scanned the corridor to make sure it was empty before turning to face her again.
“I’ll hold you to that” he whispered low in her ear.
Admiring the view of his backside as he walked across the hallway to his office, Corey licked her lips in anticipation and started counting down the minutes.