"Jack, I thought we had a rule about this?" she asks as he lifts her to the edge of his desk.
"What rule?" he asks, his lips dropping kisses down her neck. "The no oral sex in-"
"No office sex! That rule!" she forces out, cutting him off mid-sentence. He doesn't reply, instead his head lowers and his lips close around her nipple. "Oh, oh god."
He pulls back chuckling. "I thought I'd make an amendment." He smirks, as he drops to his knees in front of her.
"You sure about that Jack?" she asks, as lips press against one of her breasts, one of his hands reaching to cup the other..."Amendments are big deals. You start changing rules and people will think you can't stick to your convictions."
He licks across her nipple, causing it to pucker when he blows a breath of cold air against the wetness. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can stick to my convictions Lemon."
Liz laughs at his cheesy reply. He switches his attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment, the same attentive sucking and licking. She moans, and he pulls back with a smirk. He pushes himself to his feet, before reaching for her hips.
"Are you saying you want me to stop?" he asks quirking an eyebrow as he shifts them so the head of his cock is pressing against her opening.
"Jack." She says half moan and half reprimand.
"Let go Lemon." He says with a smile, before he pushes forwards, sheathing himself into her warmth.