Forever Blake (Once Upon a Player Book 3) by Elena Matthews (free books to read .TXT) 📗

glance up at her, and I practically grit out, “Are you trying to kill me?”

She smirks as she swipes to another picture. “I mean, if you don’t like that one, I do have another option.”

My eyes drop down to her phone, where it shows me another selfie with a leopard-print bikini, even sexier than the first with thin cross straps over her abdomen. It has the same cross straps along her bottoms.

Is this woman even real?

Shit, I’m about ready to come in my pants.

“Okay, now, you are trying to kill me. Damn, why did I ever take my door off its hinges?” I hiss under my breath.

“Why, so you could fuck me against your desk?” she whispers, her hooded eyes gazing down at me.

I instinctively glance at the door behind Ever, smiling back at her when I see the corridor is still deserted. “Are you tempting me, Ever? Because with or without a door, I’d fuck you on this desk until you couldn’t walk.”

“I might be. What are you going to do about it?”

I glance at the time on my laptop, and I realize I can’t do shit about it. But I was totally bluffing. I think.

“Unfortunately, nothing, as I have to leave to meet a client in ten minutes.”

“I can think of something I can do in less than ten minutes…where no one can see me.”

I smile, intrigued…

However, when she glances under my desk, I gulp hard. Part of me is excited, but the other part—the serious lawyer—has reservations about what she’s suggesting.

“You’re not suggesting what I think you are?”

“Well, we could wait until after I finish my shift at Happy Hours tonight, or we could make the most of the next ten minutes.”

She takes hold of a pen from my desk and drops it on the floor before kicking it under the desk.

“Oops, it seems I dropped a pen. Let me pick that up for you.” She glances behind her to the door. Seeing nobody in the doorway, she drops to her hands and knees and crawls under my desk.

Fuck.

She’s not suggesting what I think. She’s really fucking doing it.

With my eyes glued on my door, I grip the edges of my chair when Ever’s hands caress up my thighs until she reaches my cock. I let out a grunt when she cups me between her fingers, and I grow uncomfortably harder. I shift slightly as I hear my zipper being undone. My body is on high alert with a mixture of sexual excitement and pure anxiety at the risk of being caught.

I’ve always been adventurous but not like this.

Never at work.

At least, not until I met Ever and she flipped my world upside down.

I swear, this wonderful, gorgeous, and sexy woman is going to be the death of me.

Pleasure zaps through my body the second she takes my dick into her hands, and I’m just about able to focus through my eyelids to shoot my assistant, Kimberley, a quick message on my laptop after Ever pulls me into her mouth.

Blake: I need to make sure you don’t let anyone in my office for the next ten minutes!

Kiki: Do I want to know? ;)

Blake: No!

My eyes drift from my laptop back to the door, all while I try to keep a neutral face and a relaxed stance as Ever begins to blow my mind with her incredible wet mouth.

I have to resist closing my eyes and thrusting my hips into her mouth as she starts to gain momentum, but it’s so damn hard. I’ve never had to be this disciplined in my life, but for some reason, not being able to make a single sound makes this so much hotter. And with the adrenaline bursting through my body with the possibility of anyone walking in at any second, my libido is soaring, and I know I won’t last long.

Shit, who knew risky sex was this fucking hot?

Damn Ever and her reckless, young ways.

I think I’m in love.

Her mouth around my dick is unlike anything I have ever felt. Her lips slide effortlessly up and down while she cups my balls. My eyes literally water as she begins to take every inch of me in her mouth. The quiet sounds of gagging each time I hit the back of her throat vibrates against my dick, making my balls tingle and my ass cheeks ache with how much I’m clenching them.

Fuck…how can a person be this perfect at a blow job? It’s never been like this…so out-of-this-world explosive.

I just wish I could see her right now. God, if only this desk wasn’t in the damn way…I’d be able to tug at her hair, rock my hips into her mouth, and witness her sexy lips on my cock. Just picturing her in my mind has goose bumps erupting up and down my body and my balls aching. My toes curl in my shoes when the telltale signs of my climax begin to show. Fire fills my veins, and I’m forced to bite down on my tongue to keep the moans from escaping, though I can’t keep the husky grunts from leaving my throat as my insides begin to shake.

My muscles throb with having to tamp down my reaction, especially now that I’m seconds away from blowing my load. The closer I get, the less I care about being caught, and I naturally lean back in my chair to sneak a glance at her. Her lidded blue eyes staring back at me is my undoing. My heart thrashes against my chest, and my nerve endings tremble. I slam my fist against the desk as I come hard into her mouth with the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced.

Once Ever swallows every drop, I slink down into my chair while she zips me back into my pants.

“Jesus Christ,” I pant, unable to catch my breath as palpitations wreak havoc with my heart.

I glance down at her, and she says, “Is the coast clear?”

I swipe my attention to the door and nod when