EroticReverie

Maddie McAdams

My frieds Sara and Dana are each fawning over James as we sit at the table. All of their direction focused soley on him. 

"Why don't we go to the bar ladies." James says schmoozing my best friends, and I roll my eyes internally when my traitorous best friends don't even look to me to see if it's okay to leave me here with my sworn enemy. Instead they give me quick smirks as they too know exactly what James is doing in trying to get me alone with Scott. He's playing wing man, distracting my friends, with what I don't think is even faked interest, and my friends think they're playing wing women, but they're playing worst best friends of the year. I make a mental note to give them a stern talking to. I mean they KNOW that I hate Scott. Yet, they also know that I slept with him. 

After James escorts my friends away, leaving Scott with a frim shoulder grip and and small pat on his back. I turn to Scott.

"Did you tell James that we slept together?" I hiss, looking over to where he's walking away with my friends and then at Scott. His brows automatically draw together.

"First of all...no." he says. "Second of all, I thought we didn't sleep together?" He smirks at my insistance on denying what happened that night. 

I huff. "You told him." 

He takes a sip of his drink and then sets it down , licking his lips. 

"James is our coworker Maddie..." he says and I roll my eyes.

"I know which is why you-" I start but he cuts me off.

"Which is why I didn't say a damn thing to him, or anyone for that matter about what happened between us in Vegas. I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't make you fucking gossip for the office." he says roughly and my nostrils flare. I narrow my eyes, trying to decide if I believe him or not. 

"I also wouldn't dare tell anyone what hot little fucking wild cat you are in bed. That's just more competition for me." he smirks and I make a loud sound of disgust. 

"You're fucking incredible actually. You should really think of joining the adult entertainment industry. I'd pay a premium price to watch you fuck Maddie." he says and I drop my jaw and stare at him.

"You're disgusting." I say narrowing my eyes, lips tightening, trying my best to remain unaffected by his obscene compliments. 

He cocks his head. "Why? Was thing I did with my tongue against your tight little ass too much? Or was it the way I hooked my thumb inside it when fucking you from behind?" he asks and my heart fucking beats hard and fast. Furious at his blunt fucking replay of the things we did. 

"God, I can't believe I let you fucking touch me." I say, forcing myself to sound repulsed him. Which, part of me , very much was, while the other part of me, knew that filthy fucking mouth very fucking personally...the things it could do...the things it said that made me cum so fucking hard I thought my eyes were going to roll right out of my skull. 

He just gives me a smirk. 

"Come home with me tonight." he says.

"What? Are you fucking insane? No!" I bite out. 

The side of his mouth lifts. "Is that a definite no, or are you just still having difficulty accepting the fact you want my dick slammin that tight fucking cunt between your legs Maddie?" he asks and my cheeks heat.

"You're such a fucking ...man" I say trying to make it sound like the best insult ever, because I have nothing else to throw at him, he has be unhinged and my panties are bound to be soaked before I leave this god damn booth. 

"Thank you" he says with a smile. 

"Not a compliment." I reply as I just stare at him, at those green eyes behind his dark lashes, that stupid dimple showing in his right cheek as he grins. Then my mouth falls to his mouth as he drags his tongue along his lips slowly. 

"God..I want to fucking taste you , right here..right now." He whispers and I inhale sharply. 

"Stop it. We're NOT doing this, let it go already , that was a one time thing and-"

his hand slips onto my knee, grabbing it firmly as I jerk my legs, but his hand stays put. His thumb carressing the outside of my knee.

"We don't have to fuck...you can come over and just get your hot , delicious little cunt licked all night." he says and I feel my eyes widen. 

"what is wrong with you!?" I hiss quietly, looking around, but the noise in the bar is loud enough from other patrons that I don't have to worry about the booth behind us hearing him. 

"You..you are what's wrong with me...I cant stop thinking about Vegas...I can't stop craving the flavor of your impossibly hot little fucking cunt." he groans and leans in and I inhale again as he brings his mouth to my ear. God, I should have stopped at one drink, instead of three, because now I wasn't fucking stopping him, wasn't pushing his hand away, and my ears wanted to hear more of his fucking filthy mouth. 

"All I want...is you...cumming all over my face...I want your sexy fucking cunt to flood my mouth....I want you naked on my fucking bed , with your sex fucking legs spread nice and fucking wide for me, while I eat the fuck out of you Maddie" he groans in my ear. 

"Jesus christ" I exhale and he hums in my ear. 

"Can you do that for me? Be a good little slut and let me spend the night sucking that fucking clit...licking it...and tasting that tight little fucking cunt?" He groans in my ear, making me shiver and my nipples are so fucking hard in my dress, my panties, fucking drenched. 

"no" I answer with a stupid whimper.

"I need to fucking taste you." he growls, and then is not just hovering his mouth on my ear, but he takes my eaar lobe between his teeth and gently bites, and I gasp, and his mouth drops and his lips press below my ear. I close my eyes, my head falling to the opposite side. 

"God, I will get on my knees and fucking beg if that's what you want" he says against my neck, his hand sliding up my dress, her turns slightly to hide me slightly from the rest of the room as his other hand takes it's place and slides further up my stupid legs as they fall open slightly and hums against my neck. 

"Naughty girl" he groans quietly in my ear as his hand slips higher, and my legs part, my dress slipping up my legs and then his fingers brush my panties and I gasp. 

"Oh god, you're a soaked little fucking mess" he snarls in my ear, and his fingers are rubbing my wet panties. 

"Jesus Maddie, let me take care of this, please....fuck" he groans, fingers curling around my panties, my breath hitches and then his finger is sliding into me as my eyes flutter and my head goes back and he sinks his finger all the way inside me. 

"Oh my god, fuck" he growls through his teeth. "fuck, your cunt is so fucking wet" 

"You need this little pussy fucked Maddie" he groans and pumps his finger, and I squirm on the seat, biting my lip. 

"You're being such a dirty girl right now, it's so fucking hot" he groans and slides his finger out of me, leaving me to whimper, and my pussy to clench around the nothing that's there as he draws his finger to his mouth and sucks it clean, my eyes on his mouth, my mouth parted as I pant. 

He groans. Licking his finger then leaning into my ear. 

"I want to rim the edge of my glass with your wet little cunt so I can taste you with every sip." he says and I whimper. 

"You're the best thing I've ever fucking tasted." he says and then brings his hot mouth right to my fucking ear, exhaling against it with a groan that makes my entire body cover with goosebumps as I shiver. 

"You belong on my fucking face...and my cock...you belong ontop of me , beneath me, and bent over in front of me, and against my fucking walls, floor and bed."

"It's been a fucking week Maddie...a whole fucking week...and it feels like I havent fucked in years, cause all I want is your tight little cunt on my cock , calling my fucking name, while you cum on my dick and beg again for me to cum inside you" he groans. 

I shake my head. "I can't. We can't...I don't want-"

"You're a little fucking liar Maddie, I KNOW you fucking want this...so stop fucking playing games" he growls. "We both want this....fucking need this...tell me again you don't want it...and I'll leave you alone...I'll walk away right now and never bring it up again....but I know it was just as fucking good for you as it was for me...cause I can still feel your cunt pulsing on my dick from how hard I made you cum on it" he groans. 

"oh my god stop talking" I shake my head. 

"Fuck that... I know you want to hear it...I know you love hearing about how your fucking pussy has been driving me fucking crazy all week...I know you want to hear about how I've jerked off to that night in Vegas , multiple times each fucking day....but even the grip of my own fist, ..I cant get it to mimic just how pefectly tight your pussy is, and how well it fits around my cock" 

He grabs my hand and places it on his lap, and I moan, my fingers curling around the length of him, the hardness pressed against his jeans andhe groans. 

"I'm sick of fucking my god damn hand, when I know there's a perfect , needy little cunt between your legs that misses me" he says through gritted teeth. 

I take my hand away, exhaling harshly, all of me flushed, my entire body shivering with want. 

"We're co workers...that's it....we're going for the same promotion..this isn't-"

"fuck that...fuck all of it...if I dont fuck you again soon, I'm going to go insane" he groans. Grabbing my face and turning it to him. That cocky little smirk on his face. 

"Tell your friends you'll see them tomorrow." he demands. 

My brows pinch. "no." 

"Yes" he says through clenched teeth and his hand slides down my throat and I groan and he smirks as he gently holds my neck. 

"Grab your purse, and let's fucking go." he says and I draw my brows together. 

"Now Maddie. Before I fuck you right here on this fucking table."