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She hooks her legs over my shoulders, leaning back on her elbows; she watches me like I’m about to bless her. Anointing my tongue along her pussy is the only blessing I can give, but it still makes her eyes roll back and scream to god.

I reach the crest of her seam, flicking my tongue over the tight bundle of nerves as she tugs at my hair. She’s sweeter than the strawberry I’ve just fed her. More essential than the nutrients the plants growing below us provide. If I could tap her, I would. I’d drink her nectar every fucking day, and I know it would sustain me. Fill up every need I have.

“Don’t stop, please, Austin. I’ve wanted this all day.”

“You had me this morning, twice, if I remember rightly,” I say, popping my head up before she tugs me back down.

I lap my tongue over her slick arousal; it coats my beard and my lips. Hell, I might get some on my forehead when she tugs me down so hard. Her hips roll onto my tongue as she contorts her back, stretching her stomach muscles.

She quickens her pace, and just as her shallow breathing halts, I pull back, standing up and stepping between her legs.

“I was about to come,” she whines, her hands slipping between her legs.

“Uh-uh,” I snap, grabbing her hand before she can finish herself off. I unzip my pants, the snick of the zipper filling the silence as Olivia lets out a breathy whimper. She sits up, eager to take my dick into her hand, but I step back.

Footsteps sound out in the corridor.

Fuck.

I can hear Danny and Luca chatting, and I know Luca has a key. Did I even lock the door as we came in? I’ve been so distracted by Olivia removing her crop top. Dammit.

I pull her off the desk, grab her leggings, and burrow her into the closet, clicking the door shut behind us. I hold my finger up to my lips, and she gives me a small nod.

“What the hell is this?” I hear. “A little small for the boss, isn’t it?”

“Put it back, Danny. You don’t know what’s been done to it.”

“Gross.”

I hear the light plunk of something hitting the ground, and I realize it must be Olivia’s pink crop top. I only have her leggings in my hands. I turn to her standing so boldly naked. She comes up behind me, and her hand snakes down my stomach and into my pants.

Fuuuuck.

My eyes roll back, and I brace myself against the door frame, biting down hard on my knuckle so as not to make asound.

“He must have left like he said,” Luca says, a little louder than necessary, and I wonder if it’s for my benefit.

“Okay, I’ll leave him a note on his desk,” Danny replies. “It’s kind of messy in here. Do you think someone’s been in here?”

I hear Luca snicker as Olivia pumps my dick, rolling her palm up and down my hard length.

“I think the boss is fine if that crop top has anything to go with it.”

“Yeah...crop top. Maybe he’s got himself a lady friend. Maybe that’s why he’s been in such a good mood lately,” Danny laughs.

The little shit.If only he knew his sister is tucked up behind me, stroking my cock like it's her personal fuck toy. Well, I guess it is.

Before I let her take me over the edge, I snap her around until her back is flush against my chest. She yelps, not too loud but loud enough that they might hear.

I hold my hand against her mouth, and I feel her hot, labored breath from her nostrils warm my fingers. I slip my other hand down. Using three flat fingers, I take the arousal seeping out of her pussy and smear it over her clit. It’s wet and slippery, and her swollen bud almost vibrates against my fingertips. I rub in tight circles, my other hand fixed against her mouth. Her pussy is puffy, begging to be filled, letting me know she’s ready. I know how she likes it, rough and wild. I build her up, my fingers spreading her lips as the heel of my palm leans in against her clit.

She tilts her head back against my shoulder, her eyes wide and begging.

“Do you want to come, Killer?”

She nods against my hand.

“I don’t think you know how to be quiet.”