After-Hours Bonus

圣诞派对的灯光在开放式办公室里闪烁，像廉价的星星，但我眼里只有她。Elena Voss，我严厉的上司，站在酒水桌旁，穿着一条贴身的黑色连衣裙，勾勒出每一处危险的曲线。她锐利的绿色眼睛隔着房间锁住我的目光，我们之间的空气因几周来偷瞄的眼神和简短的命令而噼啪作响。

I had started at Voss & Kline only three weeks ago. Elena ran the place like a whip—precise, cold, and utterly intoxicating. Tonight the usual suits had loosened their ties, music thumped low, and the open bar had everyone laughing too loud. Except her. She sipped her champagne, gaze never leaving me.

"Mark," she said when I finally approached, voice low enough that only I could hear. "You've been staring at my legs since the hors d'oeuvres."

My cock twitched against my suit pants. "Hard not to, Ms. Voss. That dress... it's criminal."

She smiled, a rare, predatory curve of red lips. "Good. I wore it for a reason." Her fingers brushed my wrist, sending electricity up my arm. "My office. Five minutes. Don't make me wait."

我三两步就到了。门在我身后咔嗒一声关上，派对的噪音渐渐变成远处的嗡嗡声。Elena靠在她的办公桌旁，城市灯光透过她身后的落地窗闪烁。

"Come here," she ordered, but her voice had dropped that icy edge. It was husky now, needy.

我穿过房间。她抓住我的领带，把我拉进一个炽烈的吻，舌头火热而急切地交缠。她的双手熟练地解开我的皮带，扣子在她的手指下一颗颗弹开。布料缓缓滑落的感觉像电流一般——我的衬衫敞开，我拉下她背上的拉链，裙子的拉链发出轻微的嘶嘶声。

“从你面试的时候我就一直想着这根鸡巴了，”她贴着我的嘴低声说，手掌隔着我的内裤揉捏着那一大团鼓鼓囊囊。“每次我纠正你的报告，我都在想象把你按在我的办公桌上。但今晚我想要点别的。”

She dropped to her knees on the plush carpet, the strict boss on her knees for me. The contrast made my head spin. Her dress pooled around her thighs, black lace bra barely containing full, heaving tits. With deliberate care she peeled my boxers down, my heavy cock springing free, already leaking at the tip.

“操，近看更棒，”她喘息着，灼热的气息拂过肉棒。她精心修剪过的指甲沿着下面那根粗壮的青筋划过，让它猛地一跳。“粗。沉。完美。”

Elena抬头看着我，绿色的眼睛因欲望而变得深沉，然后张开那双红唇含住了我。没有挑逗的舔弄——只有湿热的突然包裹，她一个顺畅的滑动就把我半根鸡巴吞了进去。她嘴巴湿滑的吮吸声充满了安静的办公室，淫荡而响亮。

"Shit... Elena," I groaned, fingers threading through her perfectly styled hair. It came undone under my grip, dark waves spilling over her shoulders.

She pulled back with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to my glistening dick. "Don't hold back. I want it deep. I want to feel you throb against my tongue."

她的嘴再次吞没了我，这次吸得更紧，脸颊凹陷，用力吮吸。我的龟头顶到她的喉咙深处，她含着它呻吟起来，震动直冲我的蛋蛋。一只手轻轻托住那两颗蛋蛋，慢慢揉搓，另一只手则撸动着她嘴唇够不到的部分。

我着迷地看着她上下吞吐得更快，口水顺着她的下巴滴到胸脯上。湿滑的吮吸声和她压抑的呜咽声混在一起。她跪着扭动身体，大腿紧紧夹在一起，显然饥渴难耐。

“天哪，你的嘴真他妈性感，”我喘着气说。之前的铺垫简直是折磨——她几周来尖刻的命令，如今变成了急切、下流的顺从。

Elena再次吐出我的鸡巴，喘着粗气，嘴唇红肿发亮。“快射的时候告诉我。我要每一滴。你他妈可别浪费在我的奶子或地板上。我要它在我嘴里……在我舌头上……流进我喉咙里。”

她的骚话把我直接推到了边缘。她再次低下头，把我吞得更深，鼻子顶在我的小腹上，深喉时发出湿滑的哽噎声，随后变成饥渴的呻吟。她的喉咙有节奏地挤压着龟头，舌头则不停地在下侧打转。

The tension coiled tighter in my gut. I gripped her hair harder, hips starting to buck. "Elena... fuck, I'm gonna—"

She pulled back just enough to rest the swollen head on her flattened tongue, eyes locked on mine, mascara slightly smudged. One hand pumped my slick shaft in quick, twisting strokes.

“为我射吧，Mark。填满我的嘴。让我尝尝你到底有多想要你上司的喉咙。”

第一股浓稠的精液射在她的舌头上。她张着嘴，让我看到白色的精液落在她粉色的舌头上，汇聚成一滩。又一股，接着又一股，直到她的嘴里溢满了我的精液。一点从她的嘴角流了出来，但她还没有吞下去——含着，细细品味，眼睛在纯粹的极乐中微微颤动。

Only then did she close her lips, tilt her head back slightly, and gulp it all down with an audible, satisfied swallow. A soft moan escaped her as she licked her lips clean, catching the stray drop with her finger and sucking it off.

"Delicious," she whispered, voice hoarse. "Better than the champagne."

I was still catching my breath when she rose, dress still half open, nipples hard against lace. She pressed a cum-flavored kiss to my mouth, letting me taste myself on her tongue.

"Party's still going downstairs," she said, adjusting my tie with a wicked smile. "But we're not done. My place. Tonight. I want you to cum in my mouth again... and again."