You sat in Ross’ dressing room and listened to him doing a phone interview. You were waiting for him to be done for the day so you could go watch a movie. They were asking him about his perfect girl, what she would be like. He playfully rolled his eyes at you and answered the same as he usually did. That if he gave certain qualities he was scared girls would change themselves in order to conform to his type. But that he likes fun spontaneous girls with big hearts. Sometimes it made you jealous to listen to him talk about his perfect girl, or perfect date. You understood that being single was good for his reputation but that didn’t change how it made you feel.
Ross was doodling on a notepad as he rambled on. He looked so damn hot sitting at his desk. He had on ripped jeans that were only threads away from falling off his perfect ass. His shirt was tossed on the back of his chair, and he had been running his hands through his hair so it was all disheveled. He looked absolutely beautiful like this, vulnerable even. Something about that really started to turn you on. The longer you stared at him the wetter you got. After a few minutes of sitting there thinking about all you wanted to do to him you couldn’t wait any longer. Ross was all yours and you needed him now!
You stood up stretching, running your hands down your own body. It caught Ross’ eye, and you were drawn over like a moth to a flame. Your nerves were humming with anticipation. He was talking about how excited he was to be embarking on a world tour soon with his band R5. You leaned in kissing his neck, feeling his pulse quicken under his skin. You giggled quietly knowing the effect it was having on him. Dropping to your knees you rubbed your mouth across his zipper teasing him. He put his hand over the mouth piece of the phone “Mia! You’re killing me babe.”
“Want me to stop baby?” You asked while unbuckling his belt. He quickly jerked his head back and forth. Once his belt was undone you licked up his abdomen to his navel and back down slowly, your hand rubbing him through his jeans. He was having a difficult time staying on topic, and you loved it. He undid the snap of his jeans while you unzipped them. He was staring down at you, and you looked up for permission once more. He just continued to stare as you pulled his pink American Eagle’s down freeing his erection. You licked his length, taking as much of it into your mouth as you could. Working your hand on what didn’t fit. Damn but he was big. He moaned remembering the phone call at the last second disguising it as a yawn. He started running his fingers through your hair sending shivers down your spine. You moan around him making him smirk. He thanked the caller for the interview, told them how much he looked forward to reading the article, and hung up.
You heard him set the phone down with a thud. “Oh my God Mia, someone is feisty today.” He growled out.
You pulled back telling him “I just couldn’t keep away from you Ross. I want you so bad.”
You stood up as he lifted your floral dress up and over your head. Your beautiful lacy pink panties yanked off, and the matching bra unhooked as fast as he could. He kissed you deeply, but not roughly. Ross was never rough with you. Cupping your breasts in his hands, he laid you back over the desk and stood over you. He worked his way down your neck licking your collar bone, sucking and nibbling down to your sensitive nipples. His fingers found you wet and ready for him. He circled around your clit not actually landing on it teasing you mercilessly. He kicked the rest of the way out of his jeans and pulled you to the edge of the desk; he stepped in between your legs, and wrapped them around him. He started rubbing your clit, your back arched up and he eased into you. The sensations were almost too much to bear.
He pumped in and out slow but deep, never stopping the friction on your clit. You were moaning and he was breathing hard. “Ross, I am, oh, ugh, right there, close, oh don’t stop..”
“Don’t worry Mia, I’ll get you there. Just like that, come for me baby.” Ross whispered as you shattered around him, your legs quaking. Watching you get off sent him over the edge too, and he pumped all the way into you growling out your name with his orgasm.
“I need to make more business calls around you babe. That was hot as hell.” Ross laughed while handing you your wrinkled dress a few minutes later. You smile knowing that he wouldn’t be forgetting this afternoon.
