“I promise to stop flirting with Gillian.”
Jack laughed then ignored everything else to focus on driving her mad. He didn’t think she’d done this before, not from her comments, but was she ever responsive. His palm connected with her ass again and again. With each spank Pepper’s breath escaped with a tiny puff, low and throaty and utterly wicked. As if she were stroking his cock on every single exhale.
He lowered his aim and landed a strike over her pussy, and this time her gasp rolled into a moan that nearly undid him.
“Jack. What…? Oh, God…”
She opened her thighs slightly, tilting her pelvis upward like an offering, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He caught hold of her thong, peeling the soaking scrap of fabric off between her legs. The lips of her labia were puffy and wet as he dropped behind her and buried his face in the paradise between her thighs. He lapped over every delectable inch, fucking his tongue into her pussy as deep as it would go.
He could stay there all day and be a happy man. Licking and teasing and soaking in the taste of her. Listening to the sounds of pleasure she fought desperately to keep at a low volume.
Except his cock was compressed behind a far too unyielding fabric, and the longer Pepper made those damn noises, the less chance there was he’d be able to hold back from ripping open his jeans and shoving his cock into her welcoming heat.
And that wasn’t any kind of deterrent, thinking about being surrounded by the tight heaven of her body.
Distraction. He needed a distraction really badly. He tore himself away from her, moving to the side so he could lean over the back of the couch beside her.
She turned her head toward him, cheeks flushed, eyes wide and bright. So open and honest and fucking beautiful his heart skipped a beat.
He was so damn turned on his cock attempted another impossible escape. She licked her lips, and the sheen of moisture on them drew him in. He pressed their mouths together and kissed her briefly. Hard and intense, before he jerked away, their eyes still locked.
“Count,” he demanded.
A little furrow appeared on her forehead. “Count…?”
He stepped behind her again, his hand skimming her ass in a smooth circle. “Count to ten. Once every time I spank you, and then, if you’re good, I’ll give you my cock.”
Pepper swallowed hard. Nodded, just the briefest of motions.
He paused, slipping his fingers over her pussy. Sliding through the wetness to graze his fingertips over her clit ever so slowly. And when he slipped a finger into her, moisture coating him as she moaned loudly, he wasn’t sure which of them he was punishing more by prolonging the playtime.
“Jack,” she begged, twisting around to look at him. “For God’s sake, hurry up and spank me. I need you inside me.”
“That’s not counting.”
“Fuck.” She took a deep breath, her muscles clamping down on his finger in a far too enticing move. For a second Jack wondered if he could survive the game he’d set before them. Then, thank God, she relaxed and faced the other way again. “I can’t count until you start.”
Jack adjusted his stance to keep his left hand on her pussy, circling his fingers over her clit while slipping his thumb inside her wetness. A second after he had finished the adjustment, his right hand made contact with her ass again.
“One.” The word came out low and husky, her sex-soaked voice rushing over his nerves like the first hit for a drug addict who’d been deprived for months.
Jack paused for long enough to dance his fingertips over her clit, not so much rubbing as pushing down on the sensitive nub, while Pepper wiggled her ass towards him, attempting to spear herself harder on the single digit inside her passage.
This was so damn hot he was going to lose control sooner rather than later. He hurriedly applied another slap against her left cheek, two in succession following it. Pepper gasped out the countdown, purring in satisfaction as he followed up and used his hand to tease her clit and rub the tender entrance to her pussy.
Their entire world narrowed down to there and then. Jack didn’t give a shit that they were standing in his office with his coworkers, including his best friend, somewhere just outside the four walls. He’d said it before—they were adults, him and Pepper, and if what they chose to do was fuck each other’s brains out in the privacy of his office, that’s what they were going to damn well do.