Page 17 of First Time Rush
"May…" My voice catches as her hand works up and down.
"I have never seen one." Her breathy voice and lack of inhibition has my cock dripping again. "This feels so big. It goes all the way—" Her hand falls low, and my balls seize up as her fingers trace them through my jeans. "—from here, all the way, up, up, up to here. I didn't realize a penis would be this big."
I lick my lips and try to think about dirty laundry or my taxes. Anything to make this easier. My eyes roll back in my head, and I have to grab her wrist and move her hand away.
"May, stop."
"Why? I'm curious. It's like I've never thought about seeing one before. But now there's like this tingly, achy feeling that makes me want to touch it and see it, and definitely have more orgasms with you."
She smiles, and I'm smitten with the way her thoughts tumble out without a filter.
"Soon, babe. But not now, right now—"
Before I can finish my sentence, a loud screeching fills the office. May yelps and her hands fly to cover her ears. Her eyes pinch shut, and I spin around as the lights in my office start flashing on and off.
"Holy fuck. Fire."
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May
"Follow me." Deck grabs my hand, and I try to catch a breath as he pulls me off the desk. His hands are working my boobs back into my bra and dressing me in frantic movements. "Stay close to me. No asshole stampedes you out of my building tonight."
"Wait, your gift, aren't you going to try—" Making that Napoleon today made me happy.
I read somewhere once that when you go for a job interview, it's good to set yourself apart. Bring something or say something that makes them remember you. So that's why I brought the dang present, and now...
"May. Here." He reaches down to scoop my coat and purse off the floor, then presses them into my chest. "Eyes on me. Forget the alarm. You hold onto me, we move together."
Twenty minutes ago, I was on a bus. Now, I've got a strange man's cum-flavored kiss on my mouth, and I'm not sorry. Deepdown, I always knew I'd meet my Prince Charming someday, and it would all be perfect.
I just didn't expect it to be today. In this club.
Before I know it, we're down the hall, and Deck has me outside the back door, standing between the club and the parking lot.
"Stay right here. Don't fucking move from this spot. I'm going back in to see what's going on. You don't go anywhere. I'm still tasting you on my tongue, and I'm not losing you in the chaos." His blue eyes are dilated. I can still feel his thick erection in my hand, and my next breath catches in my throat. "And take this." He reaches into his back pocket and shoves a cell phone and a charger into my hand. "Hold onto it. Charge it later, it's dead right now." He opens his mouth. Hesitates. "I give one to all my employees. Just don't lose it."
I nod as he disappears back through the metal door, leaving me standing in the back parking lot. My panties are torn, my body is humming, and a man I just met has my cunt on his tongue.
The heat and wetness between my legs make me tingle, and I shiver against the cold breeze hitting my bare skin where my panties used to be. What he just did to me with his mouth... His words are still ringing in my head.Get your fingers inside that cunt and show me.Like he owned me already. And now the doubt crashes in.
I can't be with him.
First of all, I don't know anything about this man. And second of all, I'm engaged. Ihaveto marry Victor. And what about Leah? I can't be with Deck. Not right now. Maybe someday, maybe not ever, but certainly not now.
Leah's right. I'm so impulsive and childish. I make stupid, crazy decisions and put myself in situations without thinking.
My heart is beating so hard it's drowning out the alarm.First kiss, first orgasm, first cock — all of them are mine.That's what he said. And I let him.
What have I done?
If I stay here right now, I'll never want to leave. I'll lose my sister. And I'll never let that happen. The thought makes my chest tight, makes it hard to breathe. She'd have no one without me. I'd have no one without her.
I glance from left to right, trying to get my bearings. The sounds of shouting and the scream of the fire alarm cut through the night. Sirens getting closer.
I'm freezing standing here. A gust of wind comes from nowhere and flips my skirt up, baring my ass where my ripped-up panties no longer cover me. I flail around to push it back down. My hair sticks to my face, and I wonder if Deck will ever taste the Napoleon I made.
"Dang it." I'm trying hard to make order out of chaos, and that's a huge challenge for me on a normal day.
