《smut one shots》Co-workers 2
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It was Monday morning. I hadn't seen or heard from Leo since Saturday morning when he left my house after breakfast.
The words "hmm it was bound to happen..." rang in my head over and over again. Even though I was drunk I could remember a fair chunk of the night. He was good. Dare I say the best I'd ever had.
Luckily my roommate and best friend was away for the weekend otherwise i would have received the scolding of a lifetime. When she got home Sunday night I told her everything.
She was proud yet anxious for me considering we hadn't heard from eachother since the day before. No texts, no calls. Not even an email.
"Should I call in sick?" I asked Rhys and she got ready to go to work.
"No. You should go see him. Also you have no sick days left remember?" She replied in a hurry. She was always late.
"Fuck. Whatever I'll go in. But only because I can't miss another day and not because you told me too." I responded and she laughed.
"Okay I gotta run. I love you!" She said half way out the door with a coffee and a book in hand.
"I love you too. Bye!" I shouted out and she was gone.
I took my time getting ready for work. Part of me was anxious but another part of me was almost excited to see him for some strange reason.
I dressed a little better than usual which was completely out of the ordinary. I never dressed up for work. I even managed to convince myself it wasn't for him. Wow.
I made it to work about 30 minutes late and went straight to my office. I wanted to do everything in my power to avoid this but deep down I ached to see him.
On my lunch break I stayed in my office. I ate alone rather than with Leo because I was too afraid to face him.
He walked past my office 3 times and my lower region literally fluttered every time. God help me.
Usually I got off work at around 5 but tonight I needed to stay late to get some work finished. I thought everyone was gone so I went to the kitchen to see what snacks were there.
That's when I bumped into him.
"Oh hi." He said and smiled.
"Hi." I replied and tried to walk back to my office. I don't know why I guess it was instinct.
"How have you been?" He asked.
'You saw me two days ago... and aren't you gonna compliment my outfit?' I replied in my head but I didn't wanna sound standoffish.
"I'm alright, how are you?" I responded and looked away.
"I'm doing great. You look nice today." He said and I smiled shyly.
"Look things don't have to be awkward between us okay?" He reassured me and I half smiled at him.
"When I asked you if you found it weird you said it was bound to happen. What did you mean?" I asked him and he looked taken a back by my question.
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"We'll I mean we have this chemistry between us don't you think?" He replied and stepped a little bit closer to me.
"I mean yeah," I replied and didn't move away.
"And we did have fun didn't we?" He asked and I nodded slowly. Allowing myself to get wrapped up in the memories of what had happened on Friday night. I dragged my fingertips across my neck and my breath hitched.
I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him.
I bit my lip and he leaned down to kiss me. He claimed my lips with his and he kissed better than I could remember. He placed his hand on my throat to control the kiss and I moaned quietly.
When we pulled away, I began to walk to my office again.
"Well we cant fuck out here in the open can we?" I stated when I realised he wasn't following me and he grinned.
When he got into my office he locked the door behind him and walked over to me. Kissing me again but roughly. He kissed down my neck leaving hickies that would be a nightmare to cover up.
He picked me up and placed me on my desk. He slowly took my skirt off, then my underwear as I took off my blazer and blouse leaving me in just my bra and heels.
"Mmm you're already so wet." He breathed out and kissed the inside of my thighs. My pussy was craving his attention. My hips bucked up in search the friction I needed and he pushed me back down and continued leaving hickies on my thighs.
"Fuck please stop teasing me." I pleaded and he lowly laughed.
"What do you want me to do baby?" He asked and I whined.
"You want me to eat your pretty pussy baby?" He asked and i nodded quickly.
"Use your mouth baby."
"Yes I want you to eat my pussy please." I whimpered.
"Please who?"
I froze.
'Did he seriously want me to call him daddy? I was drunk last time when I said it. I wasn't being for real.' I thought to myself while breathing heavily. In this moment I would have done anything for his touch.
"Yes please who?" He repeated and gently bit down on my thighs.
"Yes please daddy." I moaned and he licked all the way up my pussy before sucking my clit into his mouth. He circled his tongue around my clit making me squirm underneath him.
"Fuck yes." I gasped and he hummed against my pussy. My hands moved to his head and he continued playing with my throbbing clit.
"Mm baby you taste so fucking good." he breathed out and stuck his tongue deep in my pussy. My eyes rolled back and I let out moan after moan.
"That feels so good!" I groaned and started to roll my hips, fucking myself on his tongue.
"Oh my god I'm gonna cum. Fuck daddy please can I cum?" I begged and he hummed against my pussy.
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I threw my head back in pleasure and came on his tongue.
"Daddy you eat me so fucking good. I moaned as he let me come down from my orgasm.
He stood up and started to undress himself.
When I saw his body again I bit my lip. He smugly smirked at me and i wobbled off the desk. He was so fucking hot I couldn't wait to taste him.
I led him to my desk chair and sat him down.
I slowly kneeled in front of him and took my bra off. His mouth opened slightly and he dragged his thumb over my bottom lip. I sucked his thumb into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it without losing eye contact. He smiled and pulled his thumb out of my mouth.
I took his big hard dick in my hand. I slowly pumped up and down and when I kissed his tip he groaned for me.
"You're so big daddy." I said and looked up at him. I licked his tip before taking him completely in my mouth. Instantly deep throating him.
He placed his hand on my head as I sucked him off.
"You're doing such a good job baby. Your mouth feels great." He groaned and I hummed around his dick.
He began thrusting his hips upwards and fucking my throat. I loved every second of it.
"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum. I want you to swallow everything." He said and I began playing with his balls. He moaned which made me even wetter.
"Fuck just like that baby." He huffed out before I felt his cum shoot down my throat. I swallowed everything and took him out of my mouth.
"Good job baby." He praised and pulled me up to kiss me.
He rose from he chair and guided me back to the desk. This time facing away from him and I knew exactly what was coming. He bent me over and the coldness of the desk hit my skin.
"I cant wait to fuck you baby. I bet you're gonna take me so well." He spoke while teasing my entrance with his tip.
"Mmm you're so wet, is that all for me?"
"Only for you daddy." I moaned out and I felt him slowly fill me up. Pushing his long hard dick inside me. He moved painfully slowly.
"Faster" i panted and he slapped my ass making me gasp.
"You're so needy." He groaned and went faster. He was ramming inside my pussy so fast and all you could hear were my moans, his groans and the slapping of our skin. It was so hot.
"Does that feel good baby?" He asked and dug his fingers into my waist. I moaned is response.
"Use your mouth. I wont tell you again." He said and slapped my ass again. I clenched around his dick and he groaned.
"Yes daddy. It feels so fucking good." I said trying to stifle my moans.
"Look at you taking me so well. You're such a good girl." He groaned and went impossibly faster.
"Oh fuck just like that. Right there!" I moaned when he hit the right spot.
"Right here baby?" He asked and hit the spot repeatedly. I was practically screaming for him. Anyone still at the office could definitely hear us now.
"Hmm look at you screaming like that for me. You sound so good baby." He praised and slapped my ass again.
"Shit im so close please don't stop!" I begged and he hummed.
"Are you gonna cum for me?"
"Yes!" I moaned and he slapped my ass one more time.
"Cum for me." He groaned and my legs started to shake almost giving way.
"Mmm good girl." He praised and pulled out of me.
He turned me around and lifted me onto the desk and immediately pushed back inside of me. My legs wrapped around his hips.
"Daddy!" I cried out and he fucked me even faster. My legs were too weak and I unwrapped them from his hips. He spread them further with his hands and hit a new angle.
"So fucking deep." I groaned. My head fell back and I let my eyes roll back before squeezing them shut.
"Open your eyes. Look at me while I fuck you." He groaned and grabbed my neck. My eyes fluttered open and I looked straight into his eyes. I had barely come down from my last orgasm but it felt like I was getting closer to my next.
"Your pussy feels so fucking good baby."
"Oh fuck yes!" I moaned and he smirked
"Are you close baby?"
"Yes I'm so close daddy. Please let me cum." I pleaded and he began rubbing my clit as if fucking my wasn't enough.
"Fuuuck." I groaned lowly. It felt so good.
"Cum all over my dick baby." He groaned. Hearing him say it took me over the edge of no return. I climaxed one last time. No one had ever made me cum this hard.
I felt his cum shoot inside me and I moaned again as he thrusted in and out of me slowly.
He pulled out of me and pulled me up to kiss him.
I clambered off my desk wearing nothing but heels and began to get dressed again. It was already 9pm I needed to get home.
"Well shit." I spoke out and we laughed.
"Leo let's be friends with benefits." I suggested when I was fully dressed. He nodded eagerly. What I couldn't understand was the fact that he was still only in his boxers.
"And get dressed for fucks sake." I huffed out and laughed throwing his shirt at him.
"Okay okay." He groaned and started getting dressed.
"I'm off. Good night Leo." I said before leaving my office.
"Good night." He replied.
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