When he stops her, she just looks up to him, a confused look on her face. Did he not like what she was doing? Well, he'd probably be the only guy in history to not like a blowjob, but that's fine, she'd change it into something he did like, because this is all about him - it's always just about him.

Then he's begging her and her confused face morphs into a surprised one. She can't imagine why anyone would want to do that - especially with her - but she shrugs, standing again, moving to sit back down on the desk. But she doesn't leave him alone, wouldn't even if he asked her to, and her hand falls back to his cock, pumping slowly, teasingly.

"Fine by me, chief." And she winks again, kissing him fiercely. Against his lips, she mutters. "Give me your worst."