The Taste of Submission
His fingers stroked my g-spot perfectly, making my vision go blue, stars exploding behind my eyelids.
He pulled away just enough to smirked down at me, his lips shining with my juices. "Look at that," he growled, his voice low and possessive. "You are already leaking for me. Such a fucking bitch."
Then he dove back in, this time licking one breast, sucking hard and pulling my nipple harder into his mouth, while his fingers pumped faster and faster in and out of my pussy hole. My wet sounds filled the office, followed by my broken moans. I knew this was bad, this was the man I was supposed to be spying on, and here I was getting fucked by him.