Try it out with me
You had an event coming up. Your first time meeting the entirety of your boyfriend's team. Co-workers. You had been with him for so long it was so silly for you think that this whole time you knew nothing of them. They knew next to nothing about you either. Aside from knowing that you seem to have Keegan in a chokehold.
They didn't know the half of it.
You wanted to make a good impression, buying a tranfer proof and smear proof liquid lipstick. You didn't want to be in the car on the way home wondering how long your lipstick was splotchy and faded before you noticed. How many conversations you had before you noticed. So you wanted to test it.
Applying it in the mirror of your bedroom closet door. Carefully lining your lips with the product before filling it in and trying to dry it. Waving your hand in front of your face. You tap it with your fingers a couple of times, making sure it's dry Giving yourself a once over in the mirror to decide how you feel. You liked the color. The sinful deep red that makes you look like some sort of siren. At least you know you would to Keegan.
You could hear him in his office, speaking with Marrick. An idea popping in your head. To test it. To Tease him. He was already such a sucker for you. For your touch. For your presence. For your voice. You were walking sin to him and he was delighted to be turned to a sinner if it by your lips.
You creeped to the office he sits in. Leaning back against his chair his phone to his ear. He is talking about an assignment. He glances at you when you enter, smirking at you. Silently approaching. You start off innocent enough, kissing his forehead. Looking down at the spot and seeing nothing had transferred. You lean further down, dragging a hand down his plain black shirt over his chest. He stares down at your hand mumbling a response to a question he's being asked. You kiss his neck and listen as he fumbles over his words.
"Uh..yeah so." He grabs your arm pulling you in front of him. As if that'll stop you. You drop down to your knees, grabbing ahold of the hand he had on your arm. Pulling his finger into your mouth. "Uhh..I was saying...the evac it...uhh the evac..."
You maintain eye contact with this man as he loses his mind at you slowly. Watching your lewd acts with so much arousal he feels himself tight against his cargo pants. You pull his finger free, examining it for any tranfer. Impressed. It didn't. He moves the phone, pressing mute.
"What are ya doin Doll?" He asks gruffly, a warning
"Testing my new lipstick. Look..." You take his finger again sucking slowly from the knuckle to the finger tip. "...no transfer"
His eyes don't leave you and he looks so fucking needy right now. Becoming uncomfortably hard. Straining against his cargo shorts.
"I got something else for you to try it on. Come here" He says, undoing his buckle you watch with a smirk on your face and an emptiness only he could fill in your throat. He unmutes his call pressing it back against his ear. Watching as you take him into your mouth. He presses his lips together to keep from making a sound.
"Yes sir, I will...I will make sure I get that to you by 1600" He says, you can hear the struggle in his voice. "Yes sir, I have some things to take care of first."
You bobs your head along his length, pressing your lips to his base and feeling his hand wraps in your head.
"Yeah..." He strains "I'm fine...just...need to handle some things on my end"
He holds you there, tears prickling the corners of your eyes. Thrusting into your mouth with a need and a fever.
"Copy that sir, talk to you then" He says finally hanging up. He groans "Oh you fucking...fuck you're such a good girl for me right now"
He grabs your hair pulling your mouth from him. Saliva dripping down your chin and the tear falling. He looks over your face. Swiping the drool off with his thumb.
"Impressive. It didn't budge. Lets see if it'll last when your face is pressed against the pillow" He says you chuckle "Bedroom. Now"
