在办公桌下敲定交易

"God, the building's so quiet after eight. Everyone's gone home, right?"

“是啊，就我们俩。把门锁上，Elena。我可不想有清洁工突然闯进来。”

埃琳娜咔嗒一声锁上门，转过身，紧身的铅笔裙包裹着她的臀部，她穿过角落办公室。城市灯光透过巨大的红木办公桌后面的落地窗闪烁。哈兰先生坐在他的皮椅上，银发梳得一丝不苟，领带松开，看起来完全就是那个白手起家创建这家公司的有权势的首席执行官。

“你说过要谈我升职的事。”她走近一步，嗓音低沉而顺滑。“季报数据我一直做得特别出色。你知道的。”

Harlan leaned back, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Numbers are strong, I'll give you that. But promotions at this level... they require something extra. Commitment. Loyalty. Are you willing to prove it, Elena?"

She stopped right in front of the desk, heart hammering. The way he looked at her sent heat straight between her legs. "What exactly did you have in mind, sir?"

他把椅子往后挪了挪，眼神暗了下来。“钻到桌子底下去。让我看看你有多想要那个副总裁的头衔。”

Elena bit her lip, pulse racing. She'd fantasized about this exact moment more times than she'd admit. Without another word she sank to her knees on the thick carpet and crawled under the heavy mahogany desk. The space was tight, warm from his body heat, smelling faintly of his expensive cologne and leather.

“操，看看你，”他从上方低喃，已经拉开裤链。“这么迫不及待。掏出来吧，宝贝。”

她的手指微微颤抖着，伸手解开他的裤子。他的阴茎弹了出来，粗大且已经半硬，青筋在光滑的皮肤上凸起。银色的毛发从他的腹部一直延伸到根部。她用手握住那温暖的茎身，感觉到它在她的手中跳动、膨胀。

“嗯，比我想象的还大，”她低声说，从根部到顶端慢慢套弄。“你真的想让我为了升职吸这根鸡巴吗？”

"Less talking, more mouth," Harlan growled, but there was a laugh in his voice. "I've been watching that smart mouth of yours in meetings for two years. Time to put it to better use."

埃琳娜凑近，灼热的呼吸拂过龟头。她舌尖轻弹顶端，尝到了已经渗出的咸涩前液珠。"像这样？"她挑逗道，然后舌尖绕着冠状沟缓慢地画着湿润的圈。

“妈的……对，就是这样。”他的手滑到桌子下面，手指插进她深色的头发里。“再深一点，埃琳娜。让我看看你升职的资本。”

她张大了嘴，将他含入口中，嘴唇被他的粗度撑开。他的阴茎压在她舌头上的重量让她的阴部阵阵悸动。她起初轻柔地吸吮，脸颊凹陷，然后开始上下摆动头部，每次吞得更深。湿润而淫靡的声音充满了安静的办公室。

"Oh fuck, your mouth is perfect," he groaned above her. "Suck harder... yeah, just like that. You look so good with my cock between those lips."

Elena moaned around him, the vibration making his thighs tense. She worked him faster, one hand stroking what she couldn't fit, the other slipping between her own thighs to press against her soaked panties. The desk creaked slightly as he shifted, pushing his hips up to meet her eager mouth.

"Goddamn, you're dripping for this, aren't you?" he panted. "Touch that pussy while you blow me. I want to hear how wet you are."

She whimpered, pushing her fingers under the lace, circling her swollen clit. The slick sounds of her fingers mixed with the wet slurping of her mouth. His cock was rock hard now, pulsing on her tongue, the head bumping the back of her throat.

"Easy... don't make me cum yet," he warned, but his grip in her hair tightened. "I want to feel that throat. Relax for me, baby. Take it all."

Elena breathed through her nose and pushed forward, forcing the thick head past her gag reflex until her nose pressed against his trimmed pubic hair. Her eyes watered, throat convulsing around him.

"Holy shit... that's it. Fuck, your throat is milking me." Harlan's voice cracked. "You're gonna get that promotion and a fat bonus if you keep that up."

她向后仰头，喘着气，唾液丝连接着她肿胀的嘴唇和他闪亮的阴茎。"我需要您的精液，先生，"她沙哑地乞求道。"求您了。让我吞下每一滴，完成这笔交易。"

“贪心的小高管，”他喘着气轻笑，“那就把我榨干。让我射进你那漂亮的喉咙里。”

Elena dove back in with renewed hunger, sucking hard and fast, tongue fluttering along the underside. Her hand pumped the base in tight twists while she moaned nonstop around him. The heat between her legs was unbearable; her fingers rubbed her clit furiously.

"Fuck... Elena... I'm close. Don't stop. Right there... oh shit!"

His cock swelled impossibly thicker. The first powerful spurt hit the back of her tongue, hot and thick. She swallowed greedily, milking him with her throat as rope after rope flooded her mouth. He groaned loud enough that she worried the empty floor might hear, hips jerking as he emptied himself completely.

她继续温柔地吸吮，直到他射完，舔掉敏感龟头上的每一滴，最后才“啵”地一声湿漉漉地吐出来。

"Jesus Christ," Harlan breathed, slumping back in his chair. "That was... incredible. Promotion's yours. Hell, I'll make you Senior VP if you do that every quarter."

Elena crawled out from under the desk, lips shiny and swollen, a satisfied smirk on her face. She wiped the corner of her mouth with one finger and licked it clean. "Deal. But next time I want you bending me over this desk and fucking my pussy until I scream. Think you can handle that, boss?"

Harlan laughed, pulling her into his lap. "Sweetheart, for you I'll clear my whole damn calendar."