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that showed between them and the skirt above, then moved back up. His teeth seized my clothing and dragged it slowly across my skin. I could feel the material trailing upwards, slowly. It was tantalizing. Paralyzing.
    Hot breath blew on my panties, then for the first time I felt his hands upon my body. They reached for the lacy material and ripped them savagely down my legs. The contrast between the gentle breaths and the rough hands causing a shiver of fear to trickle pleasurably through me. His head buried between my legs and my eyes rolled as his tongue began to flick out gently, delicately, heavenly. This was what I’d missed. This was what I wanted. Waves of pleasure began to build faster than I might have thought possible. Oh my god. I was going to come, and it hadn’t even been two minutes! I could feel the wave building under his savage onslaught, cresting in all its foamy goodness until soon it must come crashing down upon my body, washing from my hips outwards in all directions.
    Suddenly, his phone rang, sitting on the table beside me.
    My eyes refocused. Wow. Moment killer. “Unh… do you have to get that?”
    A hand reached up and hit the phone repeatedly until it silenced. It started ringing again, almost immediately. I picked it up. Paul Drake, DSC.
    “You should probably get it. It’s Paul Drake,” I said.
    Jacob popped up, trailing kisses up my body until he reached my ear. “I’m pretty sure it’s for you,” he whispered. He started trailing kisses back down my body again, and I swear he had an evil grin on his face. “Better get it.”
    I swatted at him, missing. The phone cut out, then started ringing again immediately after. In a panic, I hit answer.
    “Hell- oooh …” Jacob’s mouth had reached that place between my legs; my eyes went briefly crossed.
    “Miss Watson?” came Paul Drake’s voice from the other end of the line.
    “Yes?” The last part of the word ended in a squeak.
    “Are you ok Miss Watson?”
    “Of course Mr… um… ah…” Ooh, that felt gooood. I swallowed.
    Short sentences Anna. Stick to short sentences. “Of course.”
    “Only, it took three calls to answer.”
    Jacob dragged his tongue slowly up my opening, tickling the pearl at the top, then he took it in his mouth.
    I bit my lip to keep from squealing, then with a supreme force of will focused on the question. “Oh, um sorry. Mr. King is indisposed. It took a… while… to find his phone.” The pitch was all over the place, but at least the sentence made sense.
    Now he was doing something with his fingers too, tongue still locked over me, alternately sucking and licking. The wave was cresting again; if anything, higher than before. “I don’t have long, Mr. Drake,” I managed. “How can I help you?”
    Paul Drake cleared his throat, and I struggled to concentrate as the current of feelings Jacob was generating started to swirl out into my body, priming it for a fall so deep that I might not make sense after.
    “Well, it’s how can I help you, Miss Watson…”he began.
    It was no use. I heard snatches – “contract,” and “subsidiary,” and “reconciliation of accounts,” but each time my mind was dragged back by the raw feelings of pleasure being created in waves between my legs.
    Below, I could feel fingers holding my lips apart, creating access for his tongue. But the fingers were doing more than that, too. They were caressing my edges tenderly, generating little offshoots of pleasure that shot toward the main maelstrom, mixing with it, extending it. It felt like my entire body was a ball of light, or perhaps an ocean of pleasure.
    The waves were high now. His tongue changed rhythm, growing faster, lighter then deeper. My eyes squeezed shut. Oh god.   I couldn’t concentrate.
    “Miss Watson?”
    Oh god. It was happening. The wave was cresting.
    “Miss Watson?”
    My heart began pounding. I could feel it throughout my body. My legs had gone numb, and electric at the same time. My