"Jason, what are you doing?" You ask walking into his study. He held up a finger shushing you as he continued to speak French to whomever was on the phone. You sighed walking over to him, he pulled you onto his lap quickly pecking your cheek.
A smirk arose on your face realizing your position. You smiled innocently at him, before wiggling your hips around on him. An instant hard arose poking you in the bottom as he grunted lowly. "If you don't stop I'll take you over this damn desk"
He growled before placing the phone back to his ear. You huffed getting off his lap. An idea pooped into your head as you stared at his strained erection. You slowly sink to your knees, his eyes darkened as you palmed him roughly through his pants making him grow bigger than before. In a swift moment he gripped your hair in his hands. "Take care of it." He growled quietly. A sense of pain resided in his voice.
Without anymore teasing you unzipped his zipper grabbing him through the slit of his calvins. You blew lightly on his tip glistening in pre cum.
"Quit it"
His grip on your hair tightened making your scalp burn. Without another thought, you took him in your mouth stopping when he hit the back of your throat. A husky moan vibrated through his chest. He struggled out his words to the person on the phone as you continued to suck harder. Your cheeks hollow and you look up to his eyes. His bottom lip was clamped tightly to the point of drawing blood. You made the bold move of massaging his balls in your hands that sent him to his undoing, salty liquid warming the back of your throat as it slid down slowly.
With that quickly hung up the phone, his moans loudened as he finished his release. Once you were done, you let him fall from your mouth. He rose from the seat smirking,
"What the hell am I going to do with you."
(Btw this imagine isn't mine)
