Irresistible Desire

Toby tries to say no. But when Julia Rocca walks in wearing that crisp uniform, the word sticks in his throat. She knows exactly what she’s doing. That dark hair falls over one eye while she watches him pretend he still has control. Her skirt rides up when she leans across the desk, close enough that he can smell the heat on her skin. Toby’s resolve cracks. He reaches for her waist. She pushes his hands aside and sinks to her knees. Her lips part around him without ceremony. Slow at first, then deeper, taking him all the way until her nose brushes his stomach. She holds there, throat working, eyes lifted to his. Spit trails down her chin, but she doesn’t wipe it away. She swallows around the head, tongue pressing hard, then pulls back with a wet gasp and starts again. Toby’s fingers tangle in her hair, pushing and pulling while she sets the pace. The uniform stays on—blouse half-unbuttoned, skirt bunched around her hips. Every time she gags, the sound goes straight to his spine. Julia moans around the length of him, the vibration running from root to tip, and he knows he’s finished fighting. He watches her throat bulge, her lipstick smear, her hand working what her mouth can’t reach. She doesn’t stop until he finishes, and even then she keeps him there, sucking until he’s empty and shaking.