Chapter 104: Chapter 104

Xavier sat down, his head pressed backward on his chair as he released an exasperated sigh while Maya settled on her knees in front of his chair, right between his spread legs knew it was a matter of seconds before her cover would be blown.

Her eyes drifted to his crotch which was directly facing her even as he leaned against his chair completely oblivious to her presence.

She moved not understanding the jolt of energy that she knew was familiar with making young women like herself do stupid, foolish things like palming Xavier's crotch and making her have the audacity to smile as she watched his eyes widen, and then he looked downwards and she could see the disbelief in his eyes and how his eyes bulged.

"Maya!"

"Shhh," her voice was a little whisper that made her hope that it could pass for sensual rather than a croaky whimper.

"What are you doing here?" It was rare that anyone managed to throw the almighty Xavier Salvador off guard and for the look of incredulity in his eyes even though she knew he might be wondering if she was a nutcase, she gave herself a pat on the back.

"I don't know," she moisturizes her lips, making a dramatic fling of her hair aware of how incredibly ridiculous she must look trying to pull a diva look while hiding underneath a table, "Just wanted to see how badly you are ready for me to ruin you for every other woman after me."

Fueled by a strong will granted to women close to meeting outright rejection, an eye roll, and being dismissed from an office, she placed an open-mouthed kiss on his cock through his fabric and her heart palpitated even as she felt it sprang to life, jerking.

"What are you about to do, Maya?" He asked, his voice sounded shocked like he was in pain, and although she could see his hesitance she knew he wanted her lips closing in on his cock.

With the torturous look on his face, she could tell he wanted to watch her take his cock in between her parted lips. He had fantasized about it. She could tell in just one glance, that he just might have jerked off to this, yet at that moment, her heart sang noting that he was trying to make sure she was fully aware of what she was about to do, what she wanted to do.

"I want this. I want to please you, Xavier." She muttered, even as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his grey-colored matching dress shirt, pants. She looked up to meet his eyes, a wicked gleam on her eyes.

"You are so hard and hot," she rasped as she leaned forward her gaze traveling to the thick length of his shaft straining against the fly of his pants. He was hard as fuck for her.

"Let me," she huskily pleaded and a tremor passed through him, and he hissed out a breath, suddenly desperate to feel that beautiful tempting mouth on his cock.

Noticing that they were now on the same page, Once she had the fly of his pants open, she grabbed the waistband and briefs and pulled them down his hips, until his shaft was freed.

His eyes widened as how brazen and audacious she was being even as his solid erection pulsed with need, and he circled his finger around the firm length, slowly stroking his rigid flesh.

She watched with a combination of fascination, awe, and eagerness, her eyes closing in on every movement, every pause.

A drop of precum seeped from the tip and he dragged the pad of his thumb across the sensitive head, coating his finger with the sticky fluid.

Curious to see how far she was willing to go and test how adventurous she was trying to be especially with the little stunt she had pulled, he pressed his slick thumb into her mouth so she could taste him. "You know what I want, don't you, Kitten?"

Her face flushed and he almost grinned, remembering that she is his little cute kitten after all. Dreamy eyes locked on his, and he almost groaned at the need and urgency in them. She didn't hesitate to close her lips around the finger, her tongue lapping the digit, her teeth grazing his knuckle, her eyes fixated on him and he knew that she was answering him but not with words.

Although he knew his kitten could be shy, he thought almost grinning, he knew she would never back away from any challenge and this was no different.

He withdraws his thumb from her luscious mouth, already imagining filling it back up with his pulsing shaft, "Tell me what I want you to do with your soft, hot mouth." He coaxed in a low, rough voice.

An enticing flush of anticipation, mixed with a sweet ole blush swept across her cheeks as she couldn't believe he was making her say the words but she would be damned if she came this far to retreat now, "You want me to suck your cock."

Hearing her say those dirty words so strained, a tremble in her lips, the little unmistakable shiver ramped up his lust even more.

"Fuck yeah. I've been dying to feel your lips sliding down my cock. I have fantasized about it and jacked off in the shower with those images in my head." Numerous times.

Her eyes dilated as she murmured breathlessly, her eyes on his cock, "Then let me make all your fantasies come true."

He almost chuckled, knowing that she didn't have any idea of what she was saying, didn't know what his fantasies that had her starring in it, since the first day he had seen her in her tempting black dress, was all about.

Of course, she couldn't know the indecent, uncivilized manner he wanted to fuck her, use her, take her. How he wanted to Christen every part of his house with her, how he craved to see her in his shirt, with no underwear underneath which he would easily access when she walks barefooted to the kitchen for her daily dose of morning coffee.

He wanted his cock prodding her ass to be the caffeine she needed to be fully awake and when he pushed into her, her hands instinctively holding on to the kitchen isle, he wanted her to realize that she had asked for this somehow, right here on the floor of his office, his cock as witness.