She smiled affectionately before getting dressed. She would have to pay him back some how. She probably worked him up something fierce for that little show.
Wrong. He couldn't stop thinking about it. About having her bent over the bed in that gown, railing her and making her scream. Rolling the gown up over those fat juicy tits and abusing them with his teeth and tongue just to hear her whine and watch her squirm.
He bit his lip, his cock throbbing hard. "God dammit, I can't think straight.." he said. He tried and tried, but eventually he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He movved to his bed and undid his pants, letting his imagination run wild.
He imagined her crawling over him, whimpering and begging for him as she stroked his cock slowly. Telling him how amazing he was and how much better than her husband he was.
He huffed and moaned softly. Fuck, he'd never been this crazy over anyone before. His cock throbbed in his hand, his mind going a mile a minute with different scenarios
Naila tried to focus on her work but she couldn't she felt bad for just kicking Connor out without even really rewarding him for helping her confidence. She sighed and stood, leaving her office to head to his room.