“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his breathing strained.“Just a little.” I lowered my lips, kissing his forehead.“Let me take a look,” he said, ignoring any protests and lifting me from his lap onto the desk, before spreading my legs and diving straight between my thighs. Starting a slow trail, his tongue brushed my entrance, covering every sore spot. I flinched. He tipped his head up, frowning at me.“I’m so sorry baby.” His head went back in, doing a final flick around my opening and kissing my clit before hauling upright and cupping my face.“I’m sorry, I always get carried away.”“It’s alright, it heals before you know it.”“Lift,” he murmured, gesturing to my bum. I placed my palms at either side of my thighs, lifting my weight onto my hands before he slipped on my trousers, then dressed himself.“Where’s your handbag?”“It’s over there.” I said, pointing to the drawer in the far end. He made his way to grab it right before his phone pinged.“Anne. Let them wait, I’ll be there short
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