Chapter 167: That high

Then, without warning, Josie did something that Tom did not expect at all. He would not have thought she was capable of it. It took him unaware and left his lips parted in surprise.

She grabbed his shoulders, shifted her knees wider against the chair, and began riding him herself.

Not carefully or shyly... She dropped her weight down hard and took him deep, then lifted and slammed back onto his cock with a desperate, hungry rhythm that punched the air from both of them. The controlled woman who had walked into the boardroom like she still owned every room she entered was suddenly fucking him like she had been holding this back for months.

"Josie-" Tom choked out.

She did not let him finish whatever it was he planned to say. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she rode him faster, her breasts moving with every drop of her hips, while her wetness coated him thickly where their bodies met. The chair creaked harder beneath them. Each time she sank down, her cunt clenched around him in tight, greedy pulls that made Tom’s stomach twist.

His hands flew to her waist on instinct. "Fuck... " he grunted out a moan.

Then she leaned in close, her breath fanning his mouth, and her glassy eyes locked on his;

"I’m done listening to the proposal," she panted. "Give me the result."

That nearly undid him but he held back. Tom’s grip tightened on her hips and he thrust up to meet her, matching the violent rhythm she had set. The boardroom was filled with the wet, shameless sound of her riding him. Her mouth stayed open and she looked wrecked and starving at the same time.

Tom could barely think. Every reaction from her fed him. Every broken moan, every hard drop of her body onto his cock... His own need climbed viciously.

"That’s it," he growled against her lips, thrusting up harder. "Take it. You’ve been needing this."

Josie moaned loudly at that and rode him even faster, almost frantic, as if stopping for even a second would let her shame catch up with her. Then after a moment, her forehead dropped against his and her breath came in broken bursts...

"Tom... Tom... I’m-" Her body seized first.

She slammed down on him one more time and came hard, her cunt locking around his cock. Her whole frame shook through it. A wrecked sound tore from her throat as she clung to him, still twitching in his lap while the climax ripped through her.

Tom almost followed right then. The way she squeezed him through her orgasm was vicious. Hot, too good. His jaw clenched as he forced himself not to tip over with her immediately. He held her through the worst of the trembling, while leaving his cock still buried deep, as he breathed hard against her forehead.

But he was not done. The moment her spasming loosened just enough, Tom gripped her ass, planted his feet against the floor, and started fucking up into her again through the aftershocks.

Josie cried out, oversensitive and still shaking. "T-Tom-"

"Still part of the presentation... Consider it rounding up..." he rasped, pounding up into her wet, clenching heat. "You don’t get to finish the meeting alone."

She moaned brokenly and held on as he used her through the overstimulation, her body still fluttering around him from the climax she had just had. Tom’s control was thinning fast now. Her wetness, her sounds, the way she kept twitching on his cock.... all of it was driving him crazy.

"Come on," he muttered against her mouth. "One more. Give me one more."

Josie shook her head weakly, but her body betrayed her. Her hips were already moving with him again, messy and instinctive. The starvation in her had not been fully fed yet, and Tom could feel it in every desperate clench.

He fucked up into her harder, one hand sliding up her back to fist in her hair, keeping her close while he drove into her without mercy.

"Final approval. Now!" he growled.

Josie broke again with a shattered moan, coming a second time in smaller, sharper spasms that fluttered hard around his cock. That was all Tom could take.

His hips snapped up once, twice more, and he buried himself to the hilt as he came, groaning low against her neck, emptying into her while her body kept twitching through the aftershocks.

For a moment, neither of them moved. The boardroom was quiet except for their rough breathing. Josie stayed collapsed against him, straddling his lap, still joined to him, her forehead pressed to his shoulder as if her body had finally run out of fight.

The quiet moment lasted for a few seconds before Josie remembered something absolutely important to her. She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him, her eyes widening in horror as if to scream that she couldn’t believe it...

"What’s it?" Tom asked, looking at her.

"Condom... We didn’t use it." She pointed out and Tom’s mouth opened then he closed it after a split second. For a second, neither of them spoke. Josie’s fingers tightened against his shoulder, not pushing him away, just caught between aftermath and consequence. She looked more unsettled by her own lapse than by him.

"So what do we do?" He asked her. At that moment, he was looking at her with concern, as if he was sorry that he had made her forget what goes against her principles but deep down, Tom was jubilating. For her to be that shaken and forgot that, that meant he had really penetrated in to her.

He wondered how high her meters had climbed after how shaken he had made her. As if to answer him, the system dinged and brought an information;

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[RECRUITMENT UPDATE]

[TARGET — Josie Hale]

Curiosity: 100%

Attraction: 100%

Love: 70%

Obsession: 100%

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Tom saw the numbers and his lips parted in shock. He had expected high but he hadn’t expected that higher.