MY MAFIA BOSS’S COCK IS MY NEW DADDY’S COCK 3

Chapter 3

 Harper’s POV

The door swung open and I heard footsteps of two men walking in, chatting about market projections and quarterly forecasts like it was any normal meeting. 

I stayed frozen under the desk with Luca’s thick cock still filling my mouth, my lips stretched tight around him, spit dripping down my chin onto his balls. 

My heart raced so fast I could feel it in my throat. This could not be happening. 

These guys were right there, maybe ten feet away, pulling out chairs and sitting down while I was on my knees sucking my boss like a desperate slut.

Luca looked down at me, his dark eyes burning with something wicked. 

He didn’t pull out, Instead he gripped my hair tighter and gave one slow thrust deeper into my throat before he spoke in that calm commanding voice.

“Continue,” he told me quietly, just loud enough for me to hear. 

“Suck me while I handle this, don’t you dare stop.”

I whimpered around his cock but obeyed, sliding my mouth up and down slowly, trying to keep the wet sounds as quiet as possible. 

Why wasn’t he even bothered about it? 

My fingers were still between my legs, rubbing my swollen clit in messy circles. 

I was sweating now, little beads rolling down my back under my blouse, my thighs trembling from how turned onI was. 

The risk made everything sharper, these investors had no idea a girl was under the desk choking on their host’s dick.

One of the men cleared his throat. 

“Mr. Mateo, about the European expansion. We projected a fifteen percent growth but the latest numbers from logistics show some delays—“ He paused. 

“Are you feeling alright? You look a bit… distracted.”

Okay? He is! He had his cock in his employee throat. 

Luca let out a low groan that he tried to cover with a cough. His cock twitched hard in my mouth. 

“I’m fine,” he said, his voice rough. “It’s just a long morning, keep going. What else do you have?”

I sucked him deeper, my tongue swirling around the head every time I pulled back, tasting more of that salty precum. 

My pussy was soaked, my fingers slipping easily over my clit. 

I rubbed faster, biting back my own moans so they wouldn’t escape around his thick shaft.

Then I heard him reach for something on the desk above me. 

A soft mechanical hum started, like a motor whirring to life. 

A second later Luca’s hand came down and grabbed my shoulder.

“Stand up,” he ordered.

I hesitated, eyes wide, still nursing his cock with slow sucks. 

What if they saw me? But he didn’t give me time to think. 

He pulled me up firmly, dragging me out from under the desk and onto my feet in one smooth motion. 

My knees wobbled, I  blinked and realized the entire front wall of the office had turned into dark tinted glass. 

From inside we could see the down area perfectly but the two men outside couldn’t see in. 

One-way glass. And the hum must have been the soundproofing kicking in because their voices suddenly sounded muffled and distant.

I stared at it, shocked. “How the hell is that even built into an office?” I whispered, half to myself.

Luca didn’t answer with words. 

He lifted me like I weighed nothing and dropped my ass onto the edge of his big mahogany desk, spreading my legs wide with his hands on my thighs. 

Before I could catch my breath he ripped my blouse open, the buttons flying everywhere. 

His large palms grabbed my breasts, squeezing hard, his thumbs flicking over my stiff nipples.

I gasped loud, my back arching into his touch. “Oh shit…”

He tore my panties off in one rough yank, the thin fabric giving way easily, leaving me completely exposed except for my skirt bunched up around my waist. 

Cool air hit my dripping pussy and I shivered. 

Luca leaned down fast, his hot tongue diving straight between my folds, licking a long slow stripe from my entrance up to my clit.

I screamed, the sound tearing out of me before I could stop it. My hands flew to his head, fingers tangling in his dark hair as I held him there. 

“Fuck… Sir… oh my god…”

He clamped his mouth tighter against my cunt, sucking my clit hard while his tongue flicked wildly. 

I was dripping all over his chin. He groaned into me, the vibration making my toes curl in my heels. 

One of his hands left my breast and slid down to push two thick fingers inside me, curling them deep, stroking that spot that made my vision blur.

Milk leaked from my nipples as he fondled my breasts harder, rolling them between his fingers. 

He pulled back just enough to smirk up at me, lips shiny with my juices.

 “Look at that. You’re leaking for me already. Such a dirty girl.”

Then he dove back in, this time latching onto my left breast, sucking hard and animalistic, pulling my nipple deep into his mouth while his fingers pumped faster in and out of my pussy. 

Wet squelching sounds filled the office, mixing with my broken moans. 

I knew this was bad. Really bad. This was the man I was supposed to spy on, the one whose file I needed to save my friends, and here I was spread open on his desk letting him finger me and suck my tits like he owned every inch of me.

The meeting continued outside. Luca reached over without stopping, flicked on the microphone for a second. 

“Increase the budget by ten percent and fast-track the permits. I want updates by tomorrow,” he said, voice steady even though his fingers were buried knuckle-deep inside me. 

He clicked the mic off again right after.

I was panting, hips rocking against his hand, my pussy clenching around his fingers. He pulled them out slowly, coated in my cream, and wrapped them around his thick cock, stroking himself once. 

Then he placed the fat head right at my entrance, rubbing it up and down my soaked slit, teasing my clit with every pass.

“I will fuck you now,” he growled low, his eyes locked on mine, dark and hungry.

My breath caught, my body screamed yes even while my mind spun with how wrong this all was.