Maid For Him / l.h ✔️

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~Luke's POV~

I looked up as Beyla came skittering her way into my office on Thursday, a cup of coffee in her small hands. She brought me coffee everyday around one PM, which is usually when I started feeling a little bit sluggish. But today was an exception.

Instead of feeling sluggish, I was wide awake. I had been wide awake all day, ever since she came prancing in here this morning with my breakfast, her short blue dress flitting around her thick thighs with her breasts out on display. In short, it had been a long morning filled with very vulgar thoughts of her, things that'd probably make that pretty face of hers bright red if she heard them.

"Here's your coffee, sir." She chirped in her melodic voice, skirting around the edge of my desk to set the cup close to me. I peered up at her and saw her attention focus on the empty plate from this morning, watching as she stretched past me to my right to try to grab the plate. Her dress lifted higher up her thighs and I couldn't help but to reach back, slipping my hand just under the bottom of her dress to squeeze her ass. Of course, that made her gasp, brown eyes wide with surprise as she looked at me. I just smiled slyly and gently rubbed my fingertips over her panty clad core, feeling how warm she was between her thighs.

"Always teasing me, aren't you?" I hummed, watching as one of her hands pressed against the surface of my desk while the other trembled at her side. "I've not done anything today," She whined, her knees knocking together as I rubbed harder. It still drove me insane how much her body responded to me.

"You know what you did." I retorted, feeling my cock throb in my pants. She whimpered softly, gasping as I gently pulled her down so she was straddling my lap in my chair. "Sir, I still have to clean..." She whispered, but her arms slithered around my neck to grip my curls in her hands. "Mm-mm. I'm the boss, remember? Right now this is number one priority." I murmured, kissing her jaw as I pushed her hips down against mine.

She whimpered as I pressed against her core through my pants, desperate to be sunk inside her once again. "T-This?" She whispered, uncertain.

I pushed her skirt up until it bunched up around her hips, pushing my hand down the front of her black lacy panties. The soft skin of her pussy met my fingers and then I felt the wetness between her folds, making my lips twitch up. "Yeah, this. Me, fucking your little cunt right here. That's the number one priority." I grunted, gently rubbing her throbbing clit and making her arch into me with a cry.

"Does that feel good? You're already so wet." I breathed, fumbling with one hand to get my zipper down. Her tits bounced as she bucked her hips, riding my hand and grinding her ass against my cock. I groaned and yanked my zipper hard, throbbing intently under the friction of her ass. "Feels so good!" She cried, voicing my thoughts that I failed to get out through ragged breaths. "Fuck," I swore, applying more pressure to her clit as I let her ride my hand some more. "That's it. Make yourself cum on my hand and keep fucking doing that." I panted, unbuttoning my pants impatiently.

Like a good girl, she moaned and I felt her rub herself against me harder, able to feel my cock leaking in my boxers. It wasn't long before she came on my fingers, crying and shaking as she settled down on top of me again.

Beyla helped take out my cock and I pushed her panties to the side as I settled my tip at her entrance, only having to wait a second before she sank herself onto me. I groaned and grabbed her hips, throbbing as I felt more of her wet heat envelop my aching cock. "That's it, fuck. Start moving, bambi. Ride my cock like a good girl." I breathed into her ear, nibbling the lobe as she wiggled her hips against me and whined. "So thick!" She whimpered, followed by her pussy tightening around me. She loved how much I stretched her.

Panting, I nipped at her racing pulse point, sucking on it as she finally began to move against me. It was slow, unsure movements at first, this being the first time she'd ever been on top.