God I could stay here forever, he thought with her legs wrapped around his neck, his face nestled between her legs.
The skirt he had watched her slink into earlier that morning pushed up her thighs. The thong he watched her slip into that morning pushed to the side. His hands held the globes of her ass in either palm steady so she wouldn't fall out of her office chair. Her fingers tugging, digging, scraping and pulling in his hair, urging him on. The moans of his name, his own personal mantra.
He suckled and nipped at her tender flesh. Flicking and licking to bring her closer. Feeling her inner muscles start to contract around his buried tongue, her tugging on his hair becoming more painful, her moaning becoming more persistent, and her legs tightening around his neck, he persisted forward.
Withdrawing his tongue from inside her, he went to work on her sensitive bundle, licking, flicking and sucking.
"Dan, oh Jesus, Dan," she moaned, pulling him closer to her if at all possible.
Come for me baby, he silently urged from his kneeling position on the floor, his erection from hearing his girl moan his name, very prominent.
His hard work paid off when a minute later, he was graciously lapping up his reward. After a few seconds of pulling herself together, she released his head, and was rewarded with a huge grin.
"Whatcha, lookin' so goofy for Danno?" Flack asked, cocking his eyebrow at his friend.
Danny shook his head to clear his mind, to bring him back to reality. Realizing his erection was still there, he stayed seated at his desk.
"You okay?" Don asked again.
Clearing his throat, "Yeah, I just really need to go home." And fuck the hell out of Montana.
"Maybe you should" Don suggested, "Cause you look like shit."
"Thanks," Danny replied sarcastically. But going home sounds like a good plan.