CHAPTER 5

                                            CHAPTER 5

                                         ANNIKA

Oh my fucking goodness.

Is it the fact that Isaiah is on his knees or the fact that he is begging to taste me that I find more seductive?

I should tell him to stand up and get back into his car and go to his daughter’s party but seeing him kneeling has messed with my sense of reasoning.

What do I have to lose?

Uhm, the job that I worked so hard for the last five years?

I should really stop…..So why am I spreading my legs wider for this man?

“Good girl.” He whispered and that totally left me undone. 

“Wait, what about Sophie, where is she?” I asked, suddenly realizing.

“Sophie is safe, Mum and my siblings are at the party, they kicked me out to come fetch you, so please, Annika, stop talking so we can get this over with and join them.” He said, in a deep voice, commanding and the next thing I knew, his firm hands were grabbing my thighs and pulling me closer to his face.

Wait…is he going to?

“Uhm..Sir, I don’t think we should….”

Slurp!

That was the next sound I heard and that sent an electric wave right from my entrance right to the tip of my toe and straight to my brain.

It was as if fireworks were exploding in my brain.

The feel of his tongue against my tongue, the gentle bites, the twirling, the diving, the slurping, the licking….How is he so damn good?

“HNG!”

“Oh…there..Ang.” I cried out.

His wide hands grabbed my ass, pressing me against his face, his tongue drove right in and out and in and out.

Oh God…this is too stimulating.

“Sir…If..Ang..you…fuck…if you keep going …at that …Ngh …at that pace, I’m going to…cum…all over ..your face.” My back arched as I panted, trembling in his hands, humping his face as his tongue drove.

He was good…too good, better than I imagined, better than my dream.

The way his tongue touched inside of me, sent shivers through every corner of my body, making my back arch, and my hands grabbed his hair.

I heard his moans. The way he grumbled between my thighs, the way he groaned whenever he spread me open wider, the way he dragged his tongue and let out a satisfying, pleased moan.

Oh…I’m…think …I’m going to…Oh fuck.

“Sir….Sir, you have….Sir, I think I’m going to ….Sir….I’m coming please step away.”

The wave traveled through every corner of my body, tickling me, making me shudder, the more I tried to pull away, the more his grip on my thigh and ass, pressed me back on his face, forcing me to hump on it.

My head fell back and my back arched deeper than I ever thought it would.

“Isaiah!” I screamed out his name, shuddering over his face, feeling myself letting go, and hearing his moan as he slurped.

Oh fuck…that felt so good.

But also fucking embarrassing.

I slammed my hands over my face and turned to the side, hiding.

I can’t look.

I  don’t want to look at him.

Giggle.

I heard a low giggle, like a low teasing giggle.

With my hands slowly pulling away, my eyes finally met my boss, still on his knees, his face wet and dripping with my juice and his tongue dragging around his face, licking the juice, his eyes held something I do not recognize, a look I have never seen on his face before.

Does he like it or hate it?

“Wait here.” He said. He got on his feet and stepped out of my office.

I lay back on the table, panting.

So that just happened.

My boss and I….

Isaiah and I ….just did that.

Oh no…no…no…this is insane.

What have I done?

I  should not have done that.

How am I supposed to face him tomorrow? How am I supposed to face him at all?

Isaiah is not the type to sleep with just any woman but still, I am not just any woman, I am his secretary….I just crossed a line.

I  should go.

“You’re not thinking about running away, are you, Nika?” He asked, walking into my face, his tie undone, he had a new shirt, his face wet, not from my cunt but from fresh water. He must have washed his face.

And in his hands held a bowl and a towel.

Oh did he bring that for me?

I could have gone myself though.

I reached for the bowl and he frowned, “What are you doing?” He asked, disgusted.

“Is that not for me?” I asked, flushed, slightly embarrassed.

“It is but it is for me to use, not you.” He said.

Huh?

What does he…Oh my goodness.

He bent over, spread my legs apart, and he took the towel from the water.

“What are you doing?” I rasped, shaken, confused.

“Cleaning you up, what does it look like? Or would you rather have your juice dripping out as we meet my daughter and my family?” He rasped, wiping the wet towel against my thigh, cleaning me up.

That’s so strange.

No one has ever done that before.

“But I can do it myself,” I whispered.

I  don’t want him to stop…It feels nice.

“I know but I want to.” He said and silence followed.

He cleaned me up, nice and clean, and even brought me a dress, one he had picked out when Sophie told him I was attending her party too. It was exactly my size. It’s strange, neither of us had seen each other’s nakedness at least until recently but we know our sizes like the back of our hands.

I picked out an extra tie from my drawer and tied it on for him, like I always do but it feels different this time, his breath against my face, his eyes tracing every inch of me as I moved my hands around his neck.

I can’t believe this mouth was on me.

Will things be able to go back to normal?

What if….What if I want more than just his tongue?

Does he even find me attractive?

He is totally unfazed with me close to him like this, is he not attracted in the slightest?

Just a word of advice to my girlies, just in case your boss goes down and eats you out perfectly, do not…I repeat ... .do not have stupid thoughts because once you do, you open your mouth and say shits like me.

“Isaiah?” I called hands adjusting his tie.

“Yes, Annika.” He answered.

“Would you like to be my sex partner?”