Working for the Bonus

Berinice steps into Cindy Hope’s office with her mind already set. She’s earned the extra money and she wants it now. Cindy watches her from behind the desk, a brunette with cool eyes and a mouth that rarely smiles for free. The blonde lays it out plainly: the bonus, please. Cindy leans back and studies her. Loyalty has to be shown first. The boss stands. She tells Berinice to lock the door, then to strip while she watches. Berinice obeys, folding each piece of clothing without hurry until she’s bare under the office lights. Cindy circles her once, fingertips grazing the curve of her breast, the dip of her waist. When she reaches the desk she sits on its edge and parts her thighs. No words are wasted. Berinice kneels. Cindy’s hand stays firm on the back of the younger woman’s head, guiding her mouth exactly where she wants it. Berinice licks slowly at first, then deeper, tasting heat and salt. Cindy’s breath catches. She praises the work with quiet sounds and tighter fingers in blonde hair. When her thighs begin to tremble she pulls Berinice up onto the desk and pushes her down, spreading the girl’s legs with casual ownership. Two fingers slide inside without preamble. Berinice arches. Cindy fucks her steadily, thumb circling the swollen clit, eyes locked on every twitch and gasp. The pace quickens. Cindy leans in, teeth grazing a nipple, then biting just enough to make Berinice cry out. The blonde comes hard, legs shaking against polished wood, voice raw in the quiet room. Cindy doesn’t stop until the last tremor fades. She withdraws her hand, wipes it on Berinice’s thigh, and tells her the bonus is approved. Berinice stays on the desk, chest heaving, a small satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth. Cindy returns to her chair, already thinking about the next time loyalty will need proving.