She gets what she wants

She wants the job. Badly enough to skip the small talk. Amalia drops to her knees, frees his cock, and takes it deep, lips stretched, saliva dripping down her chin. She works him with both hands and a hungry mouth, eyes locked on his like this is the only interview that matters. When he finally pulls out and paints her face, thick ropes streak across her skin. She stays there, licking her lips, catching every drop. The position is hers.