🌽!link - the freckles? the arms? look me in the eyes and tell me this isnt jack abbot
You and Jack had one firm rule. No sex at work. You weren't supposed to even be dating in the first place. He was your boss. You couldn't possibly risk some poor med student stumbling in on him splitting you open with his thick cock.
But this wasn't sex. That's how you rationalised it. His cock pressed right against your clit, rutting firmly and soaking the fabric of your panties with his precum. He wasn't inside you, so it didn't count. The rule remained unbroken.
"Fuck..." Jack gasped. The blunt head catching against your entrance and making you both shudder.
"Inside me, please. Jack, come on please."
With your clit throbbing with pleasure like this you didn't care anymore. You felt so empty. Every slick thrust through your folds making you clench down on nothing. Jack shook his head, brows pinched as he struggling to maintain his composure.
"You know we can't..."
But even has he spoke he was tugging off your panties. Tapping the tip of his cock against your clit before shallowly thrusting inside. Both of you groaning in sync as he speared into your cunt. Gripping the edge of the table to ground himself. You were so tight, so hot and wet. If he wasn't careful he'd cum on the first thrust.
You laid there for a long moment, waiting for him to move. Legs trembling every time you felt him twitch inside you.
"Ja-" You started, cut off when he finally moved to fuck you. Pulling out almost entirely then thrusting deep again. So deep your eyes rolled back into your head. Mouth dropping open as he fucked you slow. Slow enough that he could keep a somewhat clear head. Occasionally glancing towards the locked door just incase someone would try interrupt.
He leaned over you. Thick arms caging you in. Keeping you from squirming away from the pleasure, as if you'd ever do that.
"You're a menace..." He muttered in your ear. Pressing a deceptively soft kiss to your cheek.
You could tell when he was started to lose himself. Panting against your skin as he thrust deep. Propping one leg up on the table when it started to ache. This new angle allowing him to fuck impossibly deeper.
His thumb drifted down to your clit. Brushing over the sensitive nub. And thats all it took to have you writhing. Almost crying out before his other hand clasped over your mouth. Keeping you quiet while you rode out your orgasm.
Jack shuddered when your cunt clamped down like a vice. What else was he supposed to do when you were milking him like this. Spine curling as his thrusts faltered and he came. Pumping cum right against your cervix. His face tucked against your shoulder, mouthing at the skin to silence his own moans.
It took a while for you both to recover enough to move again. A soft whimper spilling from your lips when he slowly started to pull out. Cum leaking out and dripping down your ass. He leaned down to pick up your panties, helping you dress again. Chuckling when you curled your lip at the damp, now cold fabric against your clit.
"You gonna clean me up before we head back out there?"
You finally opened your opens, biting your lip when you were met with his cock, soft as he stood next to your head.
Jack pet your hair gently as you licked the mix of cum and your own slick off his member. Still dazed, it was no surprise that you got a bit carried away. Sucking the tip into your mouth and whining when he had to pull you away.
"They'll be wondering where we went..."
You knew he was right, but still pouted when you stood to grab your discarded scrubs.