DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Collections.

Threesome In the Elevator 4

Harper gave her boss a full watt smile as she approached his desk. His eyes were completely innocent as he watched her sauntering towards him.

“Good morning, Evan,” she said, placing her hand on his desk.

Evan swallowed before he answered her, blood rushing to his cheeks as he remembered what happened the last time he'd seen her. “Morning, Harper. Can…can I help you?” he stuttered.

He tried to stop himself but he couldn't prevent his eyes from traveling down to her chest where the top two buttons of her shirt were open. Her red, lacy bra and a tantalizing glimpse of the top of her breasts were on display for anyone who cared to look. Even gulped again, trying to ignore the stirring in his loins.

Seeing the flicker of conflict in his eyes, Harper knew she had gotten him. Pouting, she bent lower, revealing more of the contents of her shirt. The gesture presented Evan a better view of her bra and her breasts. His mouth watered and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

“You look pale, Evan. Are you okay?” She asked, her voice soft with worry.

“Yes, yes,” Evan answered quickly, blinking to block out the unwanted images his mind was bringing to him.

“No, you're not,” Harper argued. Tracing her hand on his desk, she walked around the side until she was standing near him.

Evan's heart was hammering against his chest now, blood rushing to every part of his body. “What…what are you doing?” He asked as Harper grabbed the back of his chair and spun it so he was facing her.

“You don't look so good. I want to make you feel better,” she answered smoothly, dropping to her knees in front of him.

Evan’s c**k sprang in his pants then, excited by what was about to happen. His heart was beating crazily now, his stomach knotting in anticipation. Harper’s smile widened and adrenaline rushed through her body at what she was about to do. Slowly, her hand crept onto Evan's laps. His body shuddered in response, his eyes darting nervously in the direction of the door.

“Harper, you can't…we can't do this. Please.”

Chuckling, she let her hand slide up his thigh, stopping when it got to his belt. The bulge in his pants was very visible and she leaned forward to plant a gentle kiss on it. Evan's heart caught on his throat and he shifted in discomfort.

“Harper, stop,” he pleaded, his voice barely audible.

Ignoring him, she unbuckled his belt swiftly. Then she undid his button and pulled his zip down. Tugging at the hem of his briefs, she pulled it down, finally releasing his rock hard c**k.

She giggled, slowly wrapping her hand around the base. “Wow. Someone's excited to see me.”

His c**k was warm in her hand and she let her hand slide up to the tip in a caressing motion. Evan inhaled a deep breath, goosebumps rising up to his body. Making eye contact with him, Harper ran her hand up and down his member, starting from the base and stopping at the tip. His toes curled as she did that, warmth spreading all over him. She continued doing it a few times, enjoying the way she could make him squirm in his chair. She felt powerful, with him and his c**k at her mercy. Moving her hand faster, she licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his own.

His eyes had dimmed with desire, opening and closing as her soft, comforting hands grazed the tender skin of his c**k. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his breath coming out labored. As she jerked him off with one hand, she began unbuttoning her shirt with the other one. By the time she tossed it aside, Evan was already on his way to ecstasy. He gripped the arms of his chair so hard that his knuckles became white.

“Watch,” Harper instructed. “Look at me as I'm jerking you off.”

Evan did just that, his eyes following the movement of her hand on his c**k. He was explosively hard and he could see the veins bulging out on one side of the organ.

“Yes. Watch me please your warm c**k. You like it, huh?”

Her hand picked up the pace, caressing him and stroking him with an eagerness that only made him more horny. She licked her lips, relishing the way his c**k felt trapped between her palm and fingers. A drop of precum oozed out of the tip of his c**k and she leaned forward to lap it off with her tongue. His whole body trembled as he felt her wet tongue teasing the skin there.

“Tell me you like it,” she urged. “Tell me how exactly I make you feel.”

His voice came out raspy, barely recognizable. “I love how you're pleasing me with your hand. It feels so good.”

“Good,” she said and planted a kiss on his tip.

The friction caused by the movements of her hand sent sweet, forbidden pleasure rushing through him. His eyes darted over to the door. The thought of someone walking in on them added to the thrill of the pleasure he was receiving from Harper's expert hands.

Reaching behind her, she undid the hook of her bra. As it slid off her shoulders, she let go of his c**k to allow her bra to come off completely. That gave him two brief seconds to catch his breath. Once the bra was out of the way, she placed her hands on his thighs and took him in her mouth.

“Oh, God,” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut as a hot, intense sensation washed over him. Holding her breasts in her hand, Harper’s head went up and down in slow motions as she sucked his c**k. Moan after moan left his lips, his muscles contracting in response to the raw pleasure that seized him all over.

“Harper…fuck,” he whispered harshly, his whole body becoming tense.

Harper moved faster, letting her saliva drip down his c**k as she bobbed her head up and down. Evan could barely control himself, succumbing to all the different kinds of illicit sensations that Harper’s mouth caused in him.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening. His eyes flew open in alarm and everything he was feeling died away immediately.