Chapter twenty four

The door slammed shut behind Bella.

The sound barely faded before a low, rough moan ripped out of Darian’s throat.

“Fuck…” he breathed, head tipping back against the wall.

Vivian was already dropping to her knees in front of him. Her fingers yanked his zipper the rest of the way down, tugged his boxers aside, and pulled his cock free. It sprang out heavy, thick, already rock-hard and leaking at the tip.

She wrapped her hand around the base, gave one slow stroke, eyes locked up at him.

“Look at you,” she purred. “So fucking hard for me the second she’s gone. You missed this dick getting worshipped, didn’t you?”

Darian’s hand shot into her hair, fingers twisting tight in the glossy waves. “Shut up and suck it.”

Vivian laughed, low and dirty. “There’s my man.” She leaned in, tongue flicking out to lap the bead of pre-cum off the head. “Mmm. Still tastes the same. Salty. Needy.”

She opened wide and took him in one smooth slide, halfway down her throat before she even paused. Darian groaned louder, hips jerking forward on instinct.

“Goddamn, Viv…”

She hummed around him, the vibration shooting straight up his spine. Her tongue pressed flat under the shaft, swirling slow circles while she bobbed, deep, wet, sloppy.

Spit dripped down her chin, coating his balls. She pulled off just long enough to spit on the head, then dove back down, nose brushing his pelvis.

Darian’s grip tightened in her hair. “Take it all. Fucking choke on it.”

She did. Throat opened, relaxed, and she swallowed him to the root. Her throat flexed around him, milking tight.

She held there, nose buried in his trimmed hair, until her eyes watered, then pulled back slowly, strings of spit connecting her lips to his glistening cock.

“Fuck yes,” he growled. “Just like that.”

Vivian grinned up at him, messy and wicked. “You love when I’m nasty for you.” She dipped lower, tongue dragging over his heavy balls, sucking one into her mouth, rolling it gently while her hand pumped his shaft.

She popped off with a wet sound, switched to the other, sucking harder, tongue flicking the sensitive skin underneath.

Darian’s thighs tensed. “Shit… keep going.”

She did, sucking his balls deep, humming, then licking a long stripe from base to tip before swallowing him again.

This time she went fast, head bobbing, cheeks hollowed, throat working him in tight, wet pulls. Gagging sounds filled the office, obscene and loud.

Darian’s control snapped.

He yanked her hair hard, pulled her off with a wet pop. “Up.”

Vivian licked her swollen lips. “Make me.”

He didn’t ask twice.

He grabbed her by the arms, jerked her to her feet, spun her around, and shoved her forward onto his desk. Papers scattered. A pen clattered to the floor.

Vivian laughed breathlessly. “Rough tonight. I like it.”

Darian tore her cream blazer open, buttons popping, then ripped the thin silk top underneath. Her full breasts spilled out, nipples already hard and pink. No bra. Of course.

He palmed them roughly, thumbs flicking the peaks. “These tits still make me crazy.”

She arched into his hands. “Then suck them. Bite them. Mark them like you used to.”

He bent, took one nipple into his mouth, sucked hard, teeth grazing. Vivian moaned loud, fingers digging into his shoulders.

“Yesss… fuck, Darian…”

His other hand slid between her thighs, shoved her trousers and panties down just enough. Fingers found her soaked, swollen folds. He pushed two inside, deep, curling, pumping fast while his thumb circled her clit.

Vivian’s head fell back. “Oh God… finger me deeper. Stretch me.”

He added a third finger, fucking her hard, wet sounds filling the room. Her hips rocked, chasing it.

“You’re dripping,” he growled against her breast. “So fucking wet for me.”

“Always,” she gasped. “Been wet thinking about this cock the whole trip. Welcome me back right, baby. Fuck me stupid.”

Darian pulled his fingers free, spun her around again, bent her over the desk. Her ass up, legs spread, trousers tangled at her knees.

He dropped to his knees behind her.

Spread her open with both hands.

And buried his face in her pussy.

Vivian cried out. “Yes, eat me!”

His tongue was everywhere, lapping her slit, circling her clit, sucking the swollen bud into his mouth. He flicked fast, then slow, then flat and hard. She bucked against his face, grinding back.

“Fuck…right there, don’t stop…”

He slapped her pussy, sharp, wet smack.

Cream splashed across his chin, his cheeks. He groaned into her, licked it up, slapped again, harder.

Vivian screamed. “Again!”

He did. Three quick slaps, each one making more of her slick coat his face. Then he dove back in tongue plunging inside her, nose rubbing her clit, eating like a starving man.

She was shaking. “I’m gonna cum…fuck, pls don’t stop…”

He sucked her clit hard.

She shattered, back arching, thighs trembling, moaning his name over and over.

Darian stood, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, lined himself up.

One hard thrust, he buried himself balls-deep.

Vivian’s eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream.

“Fuuuck,” she gasped. “So thick… so deep…”

He didn’t give her time to adjust. He fucked her rough, hard snaps of his hips, desk creaking under them. His cock was veiny, swollen, dragging against every sensitive spot inside her.

“Take it,” he growled. “Take every inch.”

“Yes…yes, harder…fuck me like you hate me.”

He grabbed her hips, pounded faster. Skin slapped skin. Her breasts bounced with each thrust. She pushed back to meet him, ass jiggling.

“Look at this tight little pussy,” he grunted. “Sucking me in. Greedy.”

“All for you,” she moaned. “Always for you.”

He reached around, pinched her clit.

She came again, hard, sudden walls clamping down so tight he almost lost it.

“Shit…I'm gonna cum…”

“Do it,” she begged. “Fill me up. Mark me.”

He slammed in one last time, deep, groaned loud as he emptied inside her. Pulse after pulse, hot and thick.

They stayed like that a second, panting, sweaty and connected.

Then Vivian slid off him slowly, turned, dropped back to her knees.

His cock was still hard, glistening with both of them.

She took him into her mouth again, slow this time, tasting their mixed cum. Tongue swirling, cleaning him, sucking gently.

She pulled off with a soft pop, looked up at him, lips shiny.

“I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m back now. And we’re gonna have unlimited doses of this. Every day. Every night. Until you forget her name.”

Darian stared down at her, chest heaving.

He didn’t answer.

But he didn’t push her away either.

Vivian smiled,slowly and satisfied and then licked her lips one last time.

The office smelled like sex.

And secrets.