Closed Doors
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Pairings: marcus pike x girlfriend!reader
Content warning: fluff, established relationship, smut, pinv, oral sex (both receiving), unprotected sex, cuming in mouth, workplace sex, masturbation.
Summary: A lunch break that echoes through days.
Word count: 2,2K
“Good morning, Agent Pike!” you knock on his office’s open glass door “Was it here that someone ordered Italian food and a delicious girlfriend?”
“Oh, my love, I can’t believe you’re here” he smiles, eyebrows raised, surprised “What are you doing here?”
“Surprise! I wanted to have lunch with my boyfriend in his office…” you walk towards him “Is it okay? Or is it not a good time?”
“There is nothing more important than you, my love” he mutters, pulling you close by your waist and kissing your forehead
Marcus closes his curtains, for some privacy. You place all the containers on his desk, you ordered a lot of food, because your boyfriend is a foodie. He leaves his comfortable chair for you and takes the other one. And you both have this amazing and delicious lunch, just like you imagined it would be. But this desk gives you unholy thoughts, and of course, Marcus has always wanted to have sex with you here.
“Thank you so much for lunch, my love. You’re really the best” he murmurs against your temple, placing a kiss afterward
“I really wanted to see you, we will be away the whole weekend, you’ll be working the whole day tomorrow and Saturday I leave for work, so” you kiss his lips “I just couldn’t lose this moment”
“I love you so much” he mutters, holding your chin and pulling you to him
Mouths collide, your tongue enters his mouth softly and gently, tongues sliding against each other slowly and exploratorily. Marcus deepens the kiss, holding the nape of your neck, pulling you even closer. You can feel the heat rising as the kiss gets messier.
You suck his lower lip into your mouth and bite it, only for him to kiss your jaw and neck, sucking a few red spots. His hand slides down to your waist, and you can feel he is getting hard when you place your hand on his cock over the fabric of his pants.
“We shouldn’t do it, right?” he asks, parting his lips and resting his forehead against yours “Not here, I mean”
But these words don’t mean anything, because his lips can’t stay away from yours when you look like this, so hot. Lips swollen and flushed from making out. Your head falls back and he kisses your neck again, biting your jaw. You do the same, biting his neck to mark him.
“Babe” you take his hand and slide it down your skirt, his fingers pushing your panties aside, feeling your soaked pussy “You either stop kissing me or I will fuck you right here”
“Oh, fuck” he gasps, one finger touching and entering shallowly into your pussy “I want to fuck you on my desk so bad—” he bites your lower lip “That way I’ll think about you whenever I’m here, working”
Marcus helps you hop onto his lap, so he can stand up, your legs around his hips, and walk with you to his desk. Gently, he lays you down on it, lifts your skirt up to your waist and peels your soaked panties down. With a smirk, Marcus sits on his chair and rolls closer to you.
One leg over each of his broad shoulders, stretching your thighs wider, his jacket getting wrinkled. He can’t believe you’re there on his desk, all spread out for him, your pussy in his face. Before he does anything, he wraps his mouth around your whole pussy, sucking it and tasting your delicious arousal.
Then, Marcus starts to lick you from your ass to your clit, feeling your pussy flutter against his tongue. His fingers bury into your thighs as he tries to keep you still, eating your pussy like he depends on your cum to live. And that is exactly what he is searching for. Your orgasm.
His tongue works relentlessly, making you bite your lips and hold back the loud moans that would come from your mouth. Two of his fingers get inside you, his saliva dripping onto his own pants, his free hand working on his belt to release his rock-hard cock that he begins to stroke from the base to the tip. The rhythm is overwhelming.
Marcus gives the best oral sex you’ve ever received in your entire life. He uses everything he can to satisfy you, and that is exactly what he does. Your clit is stimulated by the suck of his lips, his teeth grazing lightly. The hand that was on his cock now moves up and holds your hips.
You feel it, your orgasm coming slowly, but when it hits, it’s so intense you can swear you’ll rip your lip trying to muffle your scream. Marcus keeps licking you through your aftershocks, drinking all of your cum. Humming as he enjoys himself.
“So delicious, nothing compares to this” he mutters as he pulls his pants down
His hands grip your hips and pull you off the table onto his lap, knees by the sides of his thighs. With no time to waste, lunch break is almost ending, you sink down onto his cock, inch by inch. Your head falls back, Marcus moaning against your neck, hands still on your hips helping you rock slowly back and forth.
You grind down, riding him on his chair, hands sliding up and taking off his jacket, the FBI badge making you wetter, loosening his tie and opening a few buttons of his shirt. Bouncing on him with your nails raking across his shoulders.
“Fuck, baby” you whisper in his ear “You look so good moaning in your work clothes”
“And you look so good being fucked in my office” he bites your shoulder after opening a few buttons of your shirt as well, exposing your right boob “Come here”
Marcus raises you up, like you’re made of paper, and stands up, kicking his chair away. With a smirk, he turns you toward the desk, your back against his chest, and lays your upper body on the cool wood. Just the way he knows you love it. He positions himself behind you and enters you slowly, making your back arch against him.
“Marcus” you moan
“Shush” he whispers “No one can hear us”
This adrenaline consumes you both, as he begins to thrust, it is not gentle at all. Marcus is feral, hips snapping against your ass, the noise loud. His hands are gripping your hips so firmly that it’ll probably leave bruises, pulling you to him, thrusting even deeper. He leans in and bites your shoulder.
You feel your second orgasm building as your boyfriend angles himself to hit that spot perfectly, his hand finding your clit and rubbing it with precision. His touch and the way he is fucking you hard make your orgasm explode, coating his cock with your cum, the electricity making your body tremble. Marcus covers your mouth so you won’t scream, because he knows you will. You always do when he fucks you from behind.
“My love?” you speak against his hand “Sit down, let me suck you until you come”
He steps back and you turn to him, pushing your boyfriend to sit on the chair, smirking. Marcus watches closely, desire all over his face, as you kneel in front of him. Your warm tongue cleans his whole cock from your cum, licking from the base to the tip, sucking it gently. His head falls back.
You start to bob down and your boyfriend threads his fingers on your hair, just to ground himself as you go deep. Throat relaxed taking him all the way to the back of it. He grunts feeling your tongue swirl around him. The best blowjob he has ever received in his whole life.
“My love-” his voice breaks “So good-”
All the way up and all the way down, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat every single time. You take his cock out of your mouth just to go down, sucking his balls, gently, into your mouth. Only to lick your way up again and bob down, picking up the pace.
Marcus’ cock pulses on your tongue and you know he’s about to cum. So you slow down, only to speed up, and with a muffled growl you feel his cum filling your mouth, sweet and warm, you swallow it all with your eyes on his. You continue to suck his cock clean until he is oversensitive.
“I fucking love you” he pants, pulling you up, and kissing you, tasting himself on your mouth
“I love you too, my love” you kiss him back with a smile “And I love the taste of your cum”
“Jesus, you’ll kill me” his hand cups your cheek and he kisses his way down, your jaw and neck, his hot breath on your skin “Now let me clean you up, gorgeous”
Marcus grabs a few tissues he has and cleans your pussy with all the care he always has. Then he cleans himself up, you both glancing at each other as you fix your clothes and hair. A satisfied smile on both your faces.
“So…” his arms slide on your waist “I have about half an hour of lunch break. Wanna take a nap with me? My couch is comfy”
“And so is your chest” you kiss his lips
Marcus opens the door of his office and as soon as he looks at his empty desk and chair, he remembers everything that happened the day before. He throws his suitcase on the couch, the one that you slept with him. He is missing you already, even though you’ll only travel tomorrow.
Everything that he tries to do throughout the day is interrupted by the thought of you. How he ate you out right where his laptop is right now, and how you bit your lips so you wouldn’t scream his name like you do when you’re on his bed. In fact he sees you there, all spread for him. He can taste you in his mouth.
Marcus stands up and goes take a walk outside his office, he takes a coffee in the kitchen and a glass of water. He has to take you out of his mind, only for now. When he goes back home, if you’re there still he can fuck you senseless. But right now, he has reports to sign.
As soon as he steps inside his office he hears the sound of his chair moving with the rolls of your hips on his lap, your boobs bouncing as you go up and down, kissing him. Fuck, Marcus, focus. He drinks the whole glass of water in a matter of seconds, sitting on his chair and opening his laptop again, taking his reports and stamps.
His cock twitches inside his black tailored pants when he remembers you kneeling down as you sucked the life out of him, like he loved so much, swallowing every drop of his cum. Your eyes on his, so intense, saying how good he tastes. Now his cock is hard. Fuck.
The reports, he starts reading them, trying to ignore the huge erection aching inside his pants, almost ripping his zipper. Every word he reads is a flash of you, every single detail of the day before. It was Marcus’ dream to fuck you there, but now he can’t take it off of his mind. It was so good.
Marcus gives in to his dirty thoughts and listens to his cock that it’s eager to fuck you now. He stands up and runs to the bathroom he has inside his office, and now he is thankful for having this privilege. He shuts the door behind him and locks it. Back against the wall, he lets a heavy sigh out, opening his pants and freeing his heavy and hard cock.
Looking down at his leaking cock he remembers your pretty little, warm and wet mouth wrapped around it. But you’re not there, so he has to settle for his hand, the one he wraps on his cock, groaning as he thinks about you bent over and him fucking you from behind.
“Fuck” he whispers
Marcus’ hands stroke from the base to head, slowly at first. Thumb smearing the pre cum, the one you love to lick first, every single time. His free hand helps him to steady himself leaning on the sink. His pumps get faster, breath hitching, hips thrusting forward in his hand. Your eyes locked on his.
His strokes start to mimic what your mouth does, slowly and then faster. Just like you did yesterday with him sitting on his chair. Heart is racing, he is panting, arms already tired, his pace becomes frantic. Marcus feels his balls tight and then his orgasm washes over him, hot ropes of cum falling on the floor and on his hand.
Teeth sinking on his lower lip as his cock pulses in his hand as he milks until the last drop of his release. He thinks about your mouth sucking him clean. You’re such a dream. He smirks thinking about how he can make you aware of what you do to him.
With his free hand, he takes his phone from his pocket, searches for your number and snaps a picture of his cock covered with his own cum, his hand and floor also marked from the huge load he was saving just for you.
Look what you’ve done to me. I can’t work anymore, only thinking about what we did on my desk. Missing you, your mouth and your delicious pussy. Love you, my love.
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