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Dean threw his head back against his office chair, the luxury leather cool against his clammy skin as he took ragged breaths. Waves of euphoria washing over him as her mouth milked his hardened cock. He felt her fingers graze over the skin of his chest, her touch as soft as silk as she moved his crisp white shirt to expose his toned abdomen. Dean fisted her hair in one of his hands, encouraging her to work harder. His other hand gripped hard at the edge of the mahogany desk, knuckles turning white. He concentrated on the feeling, her hot tongue swirling around the head, the way the sound of her moans vibrated against his cock, the way she took all of him without a gag or a splutter; it took every ounce of control he had to not cum inside her pleasing mouth.
He bowed his head to look down at her. He watched how some saliva escaped from her pretty lips as she bobbed her head down his shaft. One of her delicate hands wrapped around his thick base, the other massaging his balls as she worked. He wasn’t going to cum like this and the tug on Y/N’s hair let her know that. With a reluctant pop, she released his cock from her mouth but not before using her tongue to slowly lap up the moisture she had left behind. Dean growled, his eyes catching hers as he watched her plump lips suck what cum he had just leaked from his tip.
Dean leant forward and grabbed Y/N by the tops of the arms, roughly pulling her up to adorn his lap. He wrapped her legs over him, his cock nudging at her cloth covered entrance as he attacked her lips with his own. Her hands clawed at his hair as he massaged her lips with his own, his hands making light work of the clasp of her bra. Pulling back from the kiss, he took a moment to drink Y/N in, slowly lowering each strap of her bra down her arms, releasing her breasts from their confines. With a smug grin, Dean threw the garment behind him, his tongue coming out to run along the bottom of his lip.
“Y/N,” he husked, taking her breasts into his hands and kneading them. “This is definitely one way to break your contract,” he continued, his lips grazing the nape of her neck, “and to think I almost didn’t hire you.”