Part 17 (2/2)

”What are you talking about? You are good, you're kind and sweet.” She leaned down and kissed him.

”Not that nice,” his eyes narrowed. ”I would've beaten the s.h.i.+t out of Storm if you hadn't been here.”

She gasped. ”You wouldn't have.”

Thunder stood up and sat back down next to her. ”My brothers and I have been in many fights over the years. I would've cleaned this floor with Storm's face,” Thunder growled. ”He should never have spoken to you that way. I might still go and kick his a.s.s.” His lats and traps were roped. His biceps bulged. In short, he looked really tense.

”He cares about you.” She got up and walked behind him, Tammy began ma.s.saging his shoulders. ”Wow! Your muscles are so tight.”

Thunder groaned. ”That feels so good.”

She continued to work his back, finding more than one knot and kneading them out. He groaned and grunted and groaned some more. ”You are working magic,” Thunder said. ”I have never felt more relaxed.”

She giggled. ”You have.”

”No way,” he moaned.

”If we weren't in a public place, I would ...” she felt her cheeks heat and she lowered her voice. ”Give you a b.l.o.w. .j.o.b. I guarantee relaxation like never before, but ...”

”We're not in a public place,” his voice was deep.

She frowned. ”I thought we were in the town hall or something.”

Thunder smiled. ”This is my office.”

”What? It's huge.”

”This is my conference table,” he pointed to the table they were sitting at. ”Over there is my desk,” he pointed to an area on the other side and sure enough, there was a desk and chair. There were papers and a couple of files on the desk, as well as a closed laptop. ”On that side is a lounge area. Through that door is ...” She kneeled in front of him, putting her hands on his thighs and rubbing. ”...a small kitchen and through that door are the restrooms.” His voice was deep and his words were a bit rushed. Okay, they were a lot rushed. There was a clear bulge in his pants. He swallowed thickly, his Adam's apple bobbed as he did.

”What about your PA?” She let her hand rub higher, just catching his b.a.l.l.s with the tips of her fingers.

”I have a VA.” His eyes were wide and his breathing had picked up.

”What the heck is a VA?”

”A virtual a.s.sistant. We recently got onto the grid. We've had internet for the last six months. We're using satellites to route ... f.u.c.k ...” he growled as she rubbed over his now very hard member.

She licked her lips. ”Maybe I can rub you through your pants. I can't take my sweater off though.”

He groaned as she gripped him through the thin cotton.

”I'm sure I could get you off with my hand,” she licked her lips again, looking at him from under her lashes. His eyes glowed. The muscles on either side of his neck stood out. She wanted to play with him a little. He liked to talk dirty, she wondered if he liked a little dirty talk right back. She was willing to bet he did.

If she didn't put her mouth on him soon, he was going to have a heart attack. No dragon s.h.i.+fter had ever died in that way before, he would be the first.

Her hand was amazing. She tugged again on his d.i.c.k and he clenched his b.u.t.t and fisted his hands at his sides to keep from yanking her head into his crotch.

”I would love to suck on that big c.o.c.k,” she licked her lips.

f.u.c.king h.e.l.l! f.u.c.k! She'd never spoken like this before. He liked it. He liked the s.h.i.+t out of it. ”Tammy,” he warned. Then he groaned as she fisted him, giving him another tug from base to tip.

”It would be terrible if someone came in, so ...” She pouted, he'd never seen her pout before. It made her lips look even more f.u.c.kable. Wait a minute. What had she just said? He tried to recall but his brain was so l.u.s.t-soaked. ”What?” he croaked.

”I said, someone might come in, so I can't ...”

”No one will come in,” he blurted, stumbling over the words.

She c.o.c.ked her head to the side and licked her lips, leaving them s.h.i.+ny and plump. ”You never know, they ...”

”I will kill anyone who comes through that door. I am the f.u.c.king king. This is my f.u.c.king office. They. Will. Not. Dare.”

”You're so tense.” She pulled her sweater over her head. It was too big for her.

”f.u.c.k!” he growled as he caught sight of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, they were encased in one of her coverings. Thin white cotton. He could make out her nipples. They were hard.

Tammy winked at him. She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. Her fabulous mammary glands spilled out. She worried that he wouldn't like them, that they weren't firm enough. She was wrong. He loved the h.e.l.l out of them.

Thunder gripped his lower lip between his teeth and tried not to lunge for her. Everything in him told him to claim her.

Mine.

Mine.

Take.

f.u.c.k.

Claim.

Now.

She gripped her beasts in both hands and squeezed them together. Then she let them go and they bounced. ”Don't tease me, Tammy.” His loose pants were tented so badly that they were pulling on his a.s.s. His b.a.l.l.s throbbed.

She grabbed her flesh, pus.h.i.+ng them together. ”Do you want to f.u.c.k them?” She bobbed her eyebrows.

”Yeah, I do. I want to come all over your chest. Cover you with my seed.” Must claim. Must mark. Her eyes twinkled with desire. ”But not today.”

She frowned.

”I have to have your mouth on me. Please,” he added the last.

Then she smiled and gripped his pants. Thunder lifted up so that she could pull them down, all the way down. His d.i.c.k slapped against his belly and he opened his thighs.

She closed her hand around his c.o.c.k and gripped his sacs with the other. Thunder tried not to move. He grunted as she squeezed his b.a.l.l.s softly. Then she lowered and lowered, it was like she was moving in slow motion. He watched with fascination as she closed her mouth on his tip.

Thunder had to shut his eyes as her wet heat surrounded him. She ma.s.saged his b.a.l.l.s, tugged on his d.i.c.k and sucked him into that sweet, gorgeous mouth of hers. Her lips were plump and red. She made greedy little noises as she deep-throated him.

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