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the hem must have tickled his balls, but
Warren just stared. The buttons on his shirt were small and perfect for my
technique of unbuttoning his shirt with my teeth. One by one I slipped off his
buttons. Having a time limit was a bummer, but I’d make it better the second
time around. Whoa. Already thinking about next time and I hadn’t even started.
    Leaning over his lap, I kissed
his abs. He immediately hissed and sucked in. I looked up and smiled. With his
head pointed up, all I saw was the bottom of his chin and his Adam’s apple
bobbing up and down.
    “Yes, no, nothing. I’m here,”
Warren said to his caller.
    Oh, baby, are you sure you want
to play this game? I traced a lazy squiggle down his chest. He gripped the arms
of his chair. He was trying to separate the pleasure of his body from his mind.
I wouldn’t allow it. Warren wouldn’t last long. His audible and facial reactions
were fierce. He needed this bad. When was the last time he’d been touched?
    While his back was arched I
pushed the top of his shirt down and exposed his shoulders and biceps. Smooth
olive skin and powerful muscles made for a combination to send my panties into
the washing machine right after this. I planted tender kisses on his neck,
shoulder, and I laid my lips against his throat while he spoke.
    “Nothing’s wrong with my voice,
I’m fine,” He said.
    I silently giggled and smiled
against his bare chest. Then I went for his hard nipples. My tongue flicked his
little nub. The reaction was epic. Warren bucked. My cold, introverted boss
gave me a passionate response, holding his tongue between his teeth. He heaved
breaths through his nose.
    He undid his belt buckle, and
the clasps of his trousers while I brought down his zipper. The bulge in his
pants made the zipper a little harder to pull down. The noise also was
difficult to suppress, but I wanted to continue the façade that he was
listening to his caller. It was too enticing to watch Warren try to hold back.
His unguarded expression and sensitive body made for one hell of a fantasy come
true.
    I helped him wiggle out of his
pants and underwear, delighted by what I found underneath. His engorged cock twitched
free and slapped at his abdomen. He tried closing his eyes and concentrating on
his phone call. He was adorable. From now on, any time he tried intimidating me
with his cool stare I’d remember this expression. Heat rose to my cheeks
thinking about having this man. One of the most powerful CEO’s and I was
crumbling his defenses.
    “No. Two hundred thousand,”
Warren said in a husky voice. “That is the offer.” He was trying to wrap up his
phone call. I narrowed my eyes at him. He’d learn not to play this kind of game
with me. I stuck out my tongue and stroked his cock in a long swipe from base
to head.
    Warren twisted his neck against
the back of his chair, grit his teeth and let out the tiniest of moans. I did
it again and the metal arm chairs creaked under the
pressure of his grip. This was too much fun. I swirled my tongue around and
around over his length, this time licking under the crown of his cock and over
his belly-button .
    He twitched and his penis
bobbed up a down, slapping against his abs. He was ready to blow. This time I
applied real pressure and wiggled my tongue as I licked him up one side and
used the underside of my tongue and stroked down. I made sure to press kisses
along the way back up. The tip of my tongue wiggled on the bridge connecting
the flare of his cock and the engorged vein supplying the most blood.
    He timed his breaths to my
rhythmic licks up and down and furrowed his brows to concentrate on his
conversation. He was down to two syllable answers. Soon he’d be down to one word sentences.
    “Not enough,” he said, and
looked down at me. Though he was talking to whoever on
the other line, his eyes twinkled and Warren gave me his mocking smile even
after his vulnerable display. Not enough huh? We’ll see. I swirled my tongue
and