Dirty Devil. Jackie Ashenden

      She didn’t speak, just tightened her lips around my thumb and began to suck. The gentle pressure felt fan-fucking-tastic and it was all I could do to keep my breathing under control.

       So much for finding out who she is.

      I almost smiled. Oh, I’d find out; no doubt about it. Afterwards.

      This mysterious creature, creeping into my office to take whatever it was she was here to take, thinking she could distract me with a good old-fashioned blow job?

      Yeah, not happening.

      This was my territory, and seduction was my expertise, and she’d given away one vital advantage: she’d let me know that she wanted me.

      Well, I was going to use that.

      It was time to show her exactly who she was dealing with.

      Gently, I pulled my hand from her mouth and undid the button on my trousers. ‘You want to suck on something, Sugar? Then you know what to do.’