“Shit,” he mutters before barking orders into the mic. “Hey, don’t engage. They’re in a choke point.” My eyes flick to the screen, and I watch as one of his teammates goes down in front of him before Aleks takes out one of his enemies.
His black desk is L-shaped with a heightened shelf on one side where his three monitors sit, streaming mic hanging to the right. His glowing custom PC sits underneath, to the right of his feet. I move his closed laptop and perch my ass on the left side of the desk, lifting one of my legs up so my pussy is on display.
I’m so glad I went with the crotchless set.
Aleks flicks his eyes to me and stills. I give him a sweet smile, squeezing my breasts before running two fingers over myself, gathering the glistening wetness that has pooled. Damn, it feels good. His chest rises with an intake of breath as he grows hungry, eyes darkening. It feeds the beast within me, Horny Stevie waking up and getting ready to play.
Aleks’ jaw clicks and eyes narrow as he flips back to the game.
“Who is holding mid?” he calls into his headset. “Nice, nice, nice. I got them down over here, two remaining.” His commanding voice washes over my skin, warming me.
I slip my fingers inside myself with a groan. Fuck, I didn’t realize I was this sensitive already. It’s like my body is trained to react instantly to Blade. It knows him and begins winding itself up without me even having to try. He truly owns this pussy.
I shift my hips and curl my fingers until I find the spot I know gets me going. I drop my head back against the wall, losing myself to the feeling and drinking in his voice.
“Fuck, that looks good.”
I crack open my eyes and catch Aleks staring at me.
The beast inside roars at the attraction. It spurs on my movements. I move faster, thighs locking up at the building sensation. I keep my eyes on Aleks the entire time even though I want to squeeze them shut. The pressure waves, and I bring my other hand down to rub my clit. My body jolts at the added sensation. A soft cry escapes my lips as my raised leg slips off the desk, my orgasm tumbling with it. The endorphins rush through me, and I let them blanket my body.
Aleks swears and whips back to the game, frantically smashing the keyboard. His mouse twitches with his fast movements.
“Oh, I’m dead. Wait, no. Yeah. No, I’m dead.” Aleks swears again. “Shit, it’s on you, Hunter.”
He mutes his headset and mic then grips my hand, bringing my fingers to his mouth and sucking on them with a groan. It sends a zing to my clenching pussy, riling it up.
“We have two rounds left,” he growls. “That gives you less than five minutes to make me come or else I’m going to punish you for making me die. I almost aced that round.”
“Sounds like you need to get better at multitasking.” I bat my eyelashes at him.
Honestly, I kind of want the punishment, but I also want to get him off.
The dilemmas of sex.
“Don’t be a brat.”
I stick my tongue out at him, and he gives my pussy a slap. A strangled gasp tears from me as my sensitive heat spasms.
“Now, get on your knees and show me how well you can suck this cock.” He drops his sweatpants around his thighs, thick cock bobbing free.
I slide off the desk and crawl underneath. Aleks tracks my movement as I position myself in between his legs and look up at him. I get a flashback to the first time we met, when we were at the VSAs, except this time there is way more space under the desk and I can see his tortured expressions as he tries to remain calm. I smirk to myself; this is going to be fun.
He sits back down and unmutes his mic and headset. “Alright, let’s push out A-side this round.”
I lick my tongue up the underside of his shaft, closing my lips over the top of his head, tasting the salty precum. I lap it up like milk, savoring it.
“My bad.” Aleks calls out, his hips raising up and back down.
I close my hand around the top of his head, giving it a small squeeze as I bring it down his length and back up again. My hand moves easily with the mixture of my saliva and his saltiness. I add my mouth back in, sucking his smooth tip like he is a lollipop and I have a sugar addiction.
Then I go deep, taking him all the way in until he hits the back of my throat. I calm my mind, making my throat relax, then I take him even farther, bottoming out. I hear Aleks hiss above me. His entire length is in me. My eyes water and I fight the reflex to choke. Instead, I close my throat slightly around his tip and start bobbing up and down.
I cup his balls, massaging them as I speed up, wet noises filling the room as I slurp him up. One of his hands comes down momentarily, gripping my hair tightly. I smile against the pain, feeling myself getting wet again. Aleks attempts to pull me back, but I push back down, knowing he must be close.
“Aim true, aim true.”
He lets go of my hair, and I release his dick from my lips. I run my thumb softly around the tip of his cock, still letting my hand work its magic below. I take him back in, hollowing out my cheeks as I suck at him as if he is my god and I’m atoning for my sins.
I let my teeth lightly graze his length.
“Fuck, I’m close.” His voice is dangerously low, and it sends a shiver through my body.
I deep throat him again, tears spilling over and down my cheeks. I release his balls and reach down, touching myself. I moan against his dick as I rub my sensitive clit.
I’m jolted out of my pleasure when he grips my hair, halting my movements. I look up at him, and he smirks at me, dimple on full display.
“I won.”
My shoulders slump. I’m pissed. He was so fucking close.
His self-control is unreal.
I release his dick with a wet pop and lick my lips, still staring at him. He groans, running a hand down his face. I watch his hard dick twitch and give the underside another lick. He pushes himself away from the desk and me, chair rolling back. He stands, bringing his sweatpants back over his dick. Then he sits down and rolls back to the desk.
“Alright, chat, I’m going to take a quick break before coming back to play some Death Valley.” He pauses, reading the comments, and laughing. “Yep, yep. We’ll pick up from last time, hit the casino today. I’ll be back at eight forty.”
I crawl out from under the desk and lean against it.
“Good game, boys. We’ll link up later. Yep. Alright, see you.”
He mutes everything and fiddles with a few things before ripping his headphones off, standing, and lifting me in his arms.
I squeal as he carries me to the couch in the corner, sitting down and draping me over his legs.
“Someone was a bad girl today.”
“You didn’t like my surprise?” I peer at him over my shoulder with big doe eyes.
He snorts. “Oh, I loved my surprise, and I think you are going to love this punishment.”
I grin at him.
He plays with the wings clipped on my back before running his fingers over my ass, playing with the hem of my skirt.
“Fuck, you look sexy. I love this outfit.”
I preen at the compliment, satisfaction blooming in my chest.
“But do you know what it’s missing?”
I shake my head.
He slaps my ass, and I jerk with surprise.
“A little bit of color.” His grin is wolfish as he looks down at me.