A Forbidden Tryst (A Taboo Tale #1) Read Online Free PDF

to me if you were
here."
    Davis cleared his throat. "Well that depends.
What are you wearing?"
    "I'm wearing that pink boho skirt of
mine-"
    "Mmm," he interrupted. "The one that's just
sheer enough to tease what's beneath?"
    Jess bit her lip. "Y-yeah. And a white skinny
tank. White bra, white thong."
    "I bet your ass looks delicious in that
thing," Davis said huskily. "Are you touching yourself?"
    "Mmhm," Jess moaned. "Well I'm stroking it
over my panties. I wanna hear how much you want me before I touch
it."
    "I want you so bad, Jessica," he answered.
"If I were there with you, I'd pull back your underwear with my
teeth then breathe you in. Your pussy smells so good, baby."
    Jess' legs quaked as she remembered how his
mouth felt on her pussy. He enjoyed it, every flick of his tongue,
every suckle.
    "Put your finger in it, Jess," he said hotly.
"Put a finger in it for me."
    Jess let out a moan as she sunk her finger
deep in her pussy, her whole body shaking as she pumped it in and
out, in and out.
    She could almost see him stroking his thick
cock at his desk, as they both masturbated in unison. She could
feel his desire and it drove her wild.
    She pumped her pelvis upward, working her
pussy like her life depended on it. It felt so good. Nothing had
ever felt as good as this.
    "I'm coming," Jess said huskily. "I can't
wait any longer...OH GOD!"
    She exploded, her desire seeping all over her
eager fingers, her pussy contracting, sending rhythmic rounds of
pleasure over her body.
    She could hear moans from Davis' end and she
longed to have his cock in her mouth as he erupted, shooting his
hot cum down her throat.
    "W-wow," Davis said finally.
    "Yeah," Jess laughed, wiping herself with a
tissue.
    "So, uh, I'm not done," Davis said, his voice
still laced with lust. "If you're not going to class, maybe you
wanna stop by my office after lunch?"
    Jess smiled from ear to ear. "Sounds like a
plan. I better go."
    "Alright," Davis said. "See ya Jess."
    Jess pulled the phone from her ear, letting
out a sigh of bliss.
    As she rose from the toilet, a wave of nausea
overwhelmed her. She could feel the bile rising in her throat and
just in time, kneeled in front of the toilet bowl. A torrent of
vomit filled the water like multicolored porridge.
    Jess pulled back and wiped her brow with the
back of her hand. She did feel a little better.
    She flushed the toilet and pushed out of the
stall. She splashed water on her face just as Kyra pushed into the
bathroom.
    "I was starting to get worried," Kyra said
with a look of concern on her fair face.
    Jess flashed her friend a smile as she swiped
a paper towel. "I got a little sick, but I feel a lot better now.”
She thought of Davis as they pushed back into the restaurant. "I
should probably call it a day though."
    Kyra dropped a crisp hundred on the table and
steered Jess toward. "C'mon, let's get you home."

 
    Chapter Nine
    Afternoon Delight
     
    Robert Jackson ran a harried hand through his
silver hair. "What do you mean you haven't called the rep?"
    Davis pulled at his tie. "A lot has been
going on, Rob."
    Davis didn't really appreciate his
associate's tone, but he knew he was right. While his old
secretary's ineptitude played a role in the case going to shit, he
was also to blame. He hadn't been on his A game because most of his
days were spent thinking about the curve of Jess's back. He’d been
stuck on the fact that when he traced her skin with his lips, she
let out a moan that rocked him to his very core.
    Even now she was on his mind. That saucy
little minx had initiated quite the phone sex session. Thinking
about Jess pumping her hot pussy in a public restroom had flipped
him on instantly. His only regret was that he hadn't been there in
person; that he didn't feel her silk wetness slide up and down on
his engorged cock.
    "Hello?" Robert snapped, waving his hand in
front of Davis' face. "Are you even listening to me?"
    "Er, yeah," Davis coughed. "I'll get right on
that."
    Robert threw his