#maybe later

Grinding needy as pain turns to pleasure and orgasm is near

“I just found $5000”

“Not good enough, keep grinding kitten”

He doesn’t know she used to cook dinner for her father every quarter, and death was closer to those numbers than it is with the trigger finger circling her clit

She wants to play. “I… have… $10,000… one click… away…” He pauses the motion creating sweet nectar to leak on the office seat.

“You say that like you’re threatening me.”

“I… want… to… cum…” she chokes, breathless. Ashamed to be so needy and oh so into this.

He pulls the engraved silver barrel slowly from her aching pussy. She falls slack in her own pathetic puddle. He licks the length of the cold metal pausing on the tip. Grabs her face with his leather gloved hand forcing her to watch a rhythm promised for obeying with every flick of his tongue cleaning the mess.

He cocks the gun. “Make it $50,000 and I’ll make you fucking cry either way” slips his lips as he bows under the desk. Grabbing her thighs hard with those damn hands.

She types for 37 seconds exactly.

“I found $605,620. Show me that tongue baby like you earned it.”

He sucks his teeth and shrugs.

“That actually is perfect. Holy shit.”

He laps slowly at first while delivering praise. “How did you do that?”

“Trade… secret…” she moans.