I was done waiting. I’ve wanted to bury my face in this woman’s cunt since I first laid eyes on her. I didn’t give two fucks that we were at work. The only two people that would ever walk into my office uninvited were Jules and Nick and right now, I didn’t care if we gave them a show. Nothing was going to stop me from licking Quinn’s soft pink pussy to orgasm.
I grabbed her thighs and squeezed them open enough to fit my face into her cunt. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and slid it through her wet folds pulling back as much of her hot cream as I could.
Quinn’s pussy tasted like I wanted to fucking propose to her.
I moved my hands, and holding her by her hips, I brought her body closer to my face. There was no way I could devour her in this position, so I started focusing on her little nub.
“Oh God, Chase,” she mewled.
I hated taking my tongue off her body, but I needed to hear her pleasure since I couldn’t look at her face from this position. “You like that, baby?”
Her fingers dug into my skin through my dress shirt. “God, yes.”
“I want you to cum all over my face, babe.”
She moaned and opened her stance a little wider for me. The second she did, I rammed two fingers through her wetness and into her hot, tight pussy.
“Chase! Oh, fuck, fuck fuck,” she chanted. She was bending at the knee and actually started riding my fucking fingers.
The harder she came down on them, the harder I rammed them upwards. I wanted her sore and satisfied, even if it was just from my fingers. “Come on, baby. I need you to cum for me.” I looked upwards and her head was thrown back as she fucked my hand.
This was not working for me. I wanted to see her face when she came. I wanted to see the flush of blood color her chest, but her next words kept me from stopping what I was doing. “Chase, please, harder…faster. I’m going to cum.” Already? Hell, yeah!
I tongued her clit with all the strength I had in that little muscle, and she was so wet, I was able to fit another finger in her tight sheath. I curled my fingers, teasing that magic spot that was sure to make her lose her mind.
It took only five more finger curling pumps and Q was screaming, “Fuck! Chase, I’m cumming!”
I kept licking her clit as her pussy gripped my fingers in sporadic spasms. I drank as much of her dripping cream as I could, and it still wasn’t enough. She was the one who just came, but I’m the one who felt out of breath and winded.
I felt the weakness in the weight of her body, so I removed my fingers and quickly wiped my face on the front of her panties before pulling her skirt back down as I stood up. Quinn was swaying, so I wrapped an arm around her waist and anchored her me while I used my other hand to brush her light brown/purple hair back from her glowing face. “You okay, babe?”
She looked lost and dazed and I wanted to beat on my fucking chest like a gorilla. “Chase…” was all she managed to get out.
I held her body tighter to mine and just stood there giving her time to come down off her high. She had to be able to feel my heartbeat. It was practically jumping through my ribcage.
She finally found her bearings and she didn’t disappoint. “What now?”
I was so lost in that face of hers it took me a second to answer. “Well, as much as I’d love to fuck the shit out of you on my desk, I don’t have any condoms with me.”
She looked genuinely surprised and that bothered me more than I wanted to admit. “You don’t?”
“No, I don’t.” I disentangled myself from her and stepped back. “I know what we just did speaks to the contrary, but I’ve never fucked one of my employees before, much less at work, Q. So I don’t make it a habit to bring condoms to the workplace.”
“Chase,” she interrupted, “that’s not what I meant. I just thought, like most guys, there’d be one in your wallet. I swear, I wasn’t judging.”
And just like that, the bubble burst.
She did her best to straighten out her appearance and once she was satisfied, she turned to leave. “I…I’ll see you later,” she threw at me right before she shut the door behind her.
With the taste of her pussy so fresh on my tongue, it took everything I had not to go after her.
Quinn~
Sylvia wasn’t at her desk and I said a prayer for small favors as I ran-yes, ran-towards the elevator.
I could not believe I let Chase Alexander go down on me in his office during work hours!
I hadn’t slept a wink Saturday night after he had left my apartment because I had felt like such a fucking bitch. I was jealous and I tried to turn it all around on him when he hadn’t done anything wrong.
The truth was that Chase confused me. I was insanely attracted to him, but I had serious intimacy issues. He was too easy to fall for and I knew he didn’t do serious. One thing I’ve learned in the couple of months of hanging out with him was that he’s a flirt and he’s flighty. SMA and his family were about the only things he took seriously.
He did not take pussy seriously and I was definitely just pussy.
When my guilt and misery hadn’t subsided on Sunday, I knew I needed to apologize to him. I wasn’t going to let Iz and Ace feel the repercussions of me being a jealous bitch. I just hadn’t expected the apology to end up with his face buried between my legs.
And, oh God, how it felt so good there.
He ate my pussy like it was his sole purpose for living. I couldn’t imagine what he’d feel like if we had been in an actual bed. I was so elated in hormones, I’m pretty sure I would have let him fuck me without a condom if he had tried.
Everything had been hot and perfect, up until the end there.
Talk about fucking awkward and uncomfortable.
I really wasn’t accusing him of anything or unjustly judging him again when I asked about the condom. I seriously thought all men carried one around in their wallets.
I guess not.
I bypassed my floor and rode the elevator down to Avery’s floor. There was no way I could get through the next hour without telling her. I just prayed she wasn’t bent over in Nicholas’ office right now.
That would suck.
I hurried down the half-ass aisle that was created by the placement of the standard office cubicles until I found her desk. She was one the phone when I reached her desk, but I put an end to that shit.
My possible nervous breakdown superseded whatever she was doing.
I raced behind her chair, plucked the phone out of her hand and away from her ear, and promptly hung up on whatever poor bastard she was talking to. She whipped her head around trying to make sense of my actions. “Oh, hey…what the hell?”
I stretched on my tip toes to look around making sure no one was within hearing distance. Once I was satisfied, I leaned over and spilled my dirty, little secret. “I just came from Chase’s office where he went down on me and gave me the best orgasm of my existence.”
Ace looked like she just got sucker punched. I lost count of how many times she opened and closed her mouth before she finally found her voice. “What the hell?”
I just nodded assuring her that she did not hear me wrong.
Her eyes rounded until I thought they were going to pop out of her beautiful head. “Holy fuck, Q! You mean you guys…right now…just now…in his office?”
I nodded again, while we both ignored the ringing of her office phone.
“The best oral orgasm of your life?”
“The best orgasm of my life period, Ace,” I whispered yelled.
She started waving her arms around like a deranged air traffic controller. “What the hell are you doing down here? Why aren’t you bent over his desk right now begging for more?”
I crossed my arms over my chest, pissed at the universe. “No condoms.”
In a voice that spoke of conspiracy, she said, “I bet you a thousand dollars there’s a brand new box in his desk drawer tomorrow morning.”
I let out a deep sigh. “God, I hope so.”
&nb
sp; And like the best friend she was, she asked, “Do you want me to run over to Julian’s office and ask him if he has any?”
I started laughing. How could I not?
It was no secret that Avery and Nick didn’t use condoms. They were healthy and undeniably committed to one another, so they didn’t need them. “Thanks, but no. Can you imagine what would happen if Julian called Nick telling him you asked for a condom? They would burn this building to the ground with every male in it. I don’t need a mass murder on my conscience just because I’m horny.”
“Good point.” She shrugged. “I was just trying to help.”
“Much appreciated.”
“So, what now? Are you guys dating?”
I thought back to how uncomfortable things were when I walked out of his office. “No, we’re not dating. I think we’re dipping our toes into the booty call pool.”
Ace started chewing her bottom lip and her silver eyes flittered a bit. “Are you sure that’s it, Q? I mean, I saw his reaction at Xavier’s when he walked in and saw Simon sitting next to you. That’s not the behavior of a man who’s only interested in a booty call candidate. Plus, you’ve already admitted that you like him as much more than a quick dip.”
“I may like him, Ace, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m not interested in anything serious right now. I don’t see any reason why this thing can’t be casual.”
She snorted. “There are plenty of reasons, but I’m going to go with the obvious one of Chase not seeming like the type to share.”
Now it was my turn to snort. “Puhlease, Ace. Chase has no problem sharing. I bet that man’s had more threesomes than most porn stars.”
Her teeth chewed on the right outer corner of her lip. “You’re probably right.” Then she went into a full blown whisper, “Do you think Chase, Julian and/or Nick have shared the same girl at the same time? Do you think they’ve done threesomes together?”
I was instantly assaulted with a visual of what I could only imagine-since I’ve never seen any of them naked-a hot, sweaty Chase, Julian and Nick lavishing all their attentions on one woman at the same time, and fuck, if that image wasn’t hot as hell.
Ace and I stood there in complete silence as we shared the same visual.
“Jesus, could you imagine if they have? Talk about one lucky as fuck female.”
Avery’s eyes burned with heat. “Trust me, I don’t like imagining Nicholas’ sex life before I came along, but I gotta agree, one lucky ass female, indeed.”
“I think I’m going to have to ask or else the potential answer is going to keep me up at night.”
“Fuck it,” Avery spit out, before picking up her phone and dialing. “Quick question,” she spoke into the phone. I couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation, but I knew she had dialed Nick. “Have you ever had a threesome or a foursome with Chase and/or Julian?”
She pulled her ear away from the phone as I could clearly hear a shocked Nicholas exclaim, “What!? Why? What the fuck?!”
She placed the phone back up to her ear. “Just answer the question, please. Have you guys?” She was silently listening to his answer and her only reaction was a nod here and there.
I waited on pins and needles as she told him she loved him and hung up. “Well?”
Her smile was infectious. “He said no. He stated, quite forcefully might I add, that he’s never engaged in a threesome, and that while Julian’s and Chase’s sex lives are their business, he knows whatever they’ve done, they’ve never done it together as a team.”
My shoulders drooped. “That’s a bummer.”
“Yeah, it really is. I bet whatever threesomes Julian or Chase have had, have been of the two vaginas-one penis variety. I can’t see either of them crossing swords with another man.”
I laughed. “Are we really sitting here talking about our bosses potential threesomes?”
Ace shook her head like she was trying to erase any and all images from her mind. “You’re right. We’re being completely inappropriate.” She hit a couple of keys on her computer before standing up. “After this conversation, I’m going to go find Nicholas and be very inappropriate. I suggest you return to Chase’s office and do the same. It’ll make for a better Monday, don’tcha think?”
“There’s still the matter of no condoms, Avery.”
“Your knees aren’t broken, Quinn,” she winked at me, as she practically ran down the aisle.
It took all about ten seconds for me to make my decision.
I didn’t like how things were left between Chase and me, and nothing made things better than a red hot blow job.
I rushed back to his office, and luckily, Sylvia was away from her desk again. I let myself into Chase’s office, praying he was alone.
Chase stood up, a look on concern on his face. “Babe?”
I strode over to him like a woman with a purpose and he graciously allowed me to push him back down into his seat. “Shut up,” I said, trying to ignore the flutter of butterflies in my tummy at him calling me ‘babe’.
I dropped to my knees in front of him and as soon as I went for the buckle on his belt, Chase threw his head back against his leather chair and white knuckled the armrests. “Quinn…”
I didn’t know how he managed to do it. I mean, it had to have been like a world record or something, but his dick was rock hard by the time I got to unzipping his pants and pulling it out of his boxer briefs.
It took both my hands.
I held his cock in my hands, caressing its velvety softness and all I could think what he needed to have this goddamn thing bronzed. Chase had a dick as thick as my wrist and longer than I could deep throat.
I wanted to marry his penis and call it mine forever.
I lowered my head and licked the little bead of liquid already escaping and it tasted like sin. I looked up at him and his head was still thrown back. I didn’t like that. I wanted to see his face when I swallowed him for the first time. “Chase?”
He looked down at me, and never breaking eye contact, I took his cock into my mouth and groan in pleasure at how full my mouth was.
His hands got lost in my hair, and with no plan whatsoever, he started pushing my head down and fucking my mouth. My eyes broke away from his blue ones and I sucked his dick like I was in the Olympics and my life depended on winning the gold.
It wasn’t ten minutes later that Chase was already on the ledge. “Babe…Q, Quinn…I’m…”
I upped my technique, and felt euphoria unlike anything I had ever felt before, when Chase’s hands pulled my hair to the point of pain and came down my throat. I licked his cock squeaky clean before standing up and walking right out of his office.
I didn’t look back once.
Chapter 7
Envy: Because no matter what I say, he looks like he was made for Rock Star attention.
Quinn~
I wonder if stabbing someone in the eye with a pencil was a fireable offense or just an unpaid suspension. Because if Olivia kept offering up her cleavage to Chase, I was pretty sure I was going to do her some bodily harm.
To be fair, it wasn’t that she was doing it to Chase that had me in a tizz. It’s that she was doing it at all that grated on my nerves. Females like her gave hard working women a bad name. Now, I had nothing against beautiful women who were proud of their bodies, but women who used their bodies before they used their brains? Yeah, them bitches irritated the shit out of me.
I was sitting in another boring ass budget review meeting and it was tortuous enough without having to watch Olivia lean over and rub herself on Chase’s arm every time she pretended she didn’t understand something and asked him to explain.
I had to bite my tongue whenever I noticed Chase smiling down at her and offering his annoyingly charming support.
The only reason Chase was even in this meeting was because it was the last preview before the department budgets were all finalized. Julian and Nick were both present, as well.
I was here as a cler
k more than anything else. I provided Angela with whatever documentation she needed, but I wasn’t expected to speak or really participate. Not at this level. Marvin was at this meeting in the same capacity as I was, but he wasn’t much help, unless you counted him drooling over Olivia productive.
I hadn’t spoken to Chase since I walked out of his office yesterday. By the time I had made it back to my desk, it had been time to leave, and no lie, I had wanted to get the hell out of here as soon as possible yesterday.
It’s not that I regret giving Chase head yesterday, but I had actually felt a little embarrassed, and I wasn’t quite ready to face him so soon afterwards. It wasn’t until I was lying in bed last night, ignoring his phone calls and texts that I realized I was hiding from him.
And because I was a big girl, I finally admitted to myself-around midnight-that Chase’s appreciation for women was making my feminine ego go into overdrive. Chase was not only gorgeous and sexy; he was filthy rich and had a charismatic personality. He was the total package and did unbelievable things to my libido.
I mean, it’s not like I needed a blue ribbon in cock sucking or anything, but I found I had wanted to impress Chase. I had wanted to stand out, and not just because I was friends with Ace and Izzy. But seeing as he hasn’t paid an ounce of attention to me since this budget meeting started, I guess my fellatio skills needed some work.
The meeting continued, and I did my best to pay attention, but it was hard. The meeting finally wrapped up and it was my and Marvin’s responsibility to put everything away and leave the conference room as we found it. I started putting up the projector and gathering the budget books as Marvin was networking and patting himself on the back. The entire thing was a double edge sword sort of situation. On one hand, I wanted the swine to earn his paycheck as I was; but on the other hand, I really rather clean up alone and avoid him altogether.
Neither option was happening right now.
I was doing my best to ignore everyone around me when Olivia’s voice reached my ears and I wanted to stab my eardrums to the point of deafness. “Mr. Alexander, I want to thank you so much for helping me through some of all that. I just don’t know where my head is today.”
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