no strings attached - j.b

on the table

Her cleavage was his marking territory and even though the other hickeys that usually colored her breasts in yellow, green or purple had all long disappeared, Joe didn't miss the opportunity to give her a few new ones.

Phoebe's moans sounded just slightly to his ear as he felt her hands crawling over his back, neck and shoulders. He was still rubbing his bump against Phoebe as he contentedly lifted his head and looked at his creation.

It wasn't the prettiest he'd ever seen, but you could tell that the two red marks he'd left on Phoebe's left breast looked somewhat like a heart.

"Joe" Phoebe's moan brought him out of his admiration of his artwork, which he had gently traced with his fingers. "Joe, please. I need your cock. I...I want to feel you inside me" Phoebe tugged on his sweatpants.

Joe laughed as he pulled Phoebe's face back to him and placed his lips briefly on hers. "Do you think you're ready for me to fill you out yet?" he growled to her. Phoebe nodded. "I...I need you" she gasped.

"Alright" Joe grinned and pulled Phoebe off the table top as he turned her and pushed her upper body down on the table. "Then I won't keep you waiting any longer" he gave her a light slap on the butt before pulling his pants and boxers down all at once.

He ran his hand over Phoebe's ass cheek as he moved his other hand down his length a few times before placing himself behind Phoebe and sliding her thong to the side. "Here we go" he grinned before grabbing Phoebe by the waist and thrusting into her.

Phoebe moaned out. "Oh my god" she groaned as she clawed at the end of the table while Joe thrust into her at a fast pace. "Phoebe, what do you say when someone does something after you ask?" Joe gave her another slap on the ass while he pressed his other hand on her back, not even giving her a chance to lift her upper body.

"Thank you" Phoebe groaned. "For what?" Joe asked as he gripped his hand tightly in her butt cheek. "Thank you for your cock. Thank you for filling me up" Phoebe gasped.

Satisfied, Joe released his hand from Phoebe's back and pulled her upper body up to him. He placed them around Phoebe's boobs, squeezing them both briefly as he put his mouth to Phoebe's ear. "Anytime, Phoebe" he murmured in her ear before pressing a kiss to the crook of her neck.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Phoebe, are you here?" Sam's voice sounded from outside before the knock came again.

Phoebe's eyes grew wide and Joe just barely put a hand over her mouth as she inhaled loudly. "Keep your fucking voice down" he growled in a whisper to her as he continued his movements slowly. Anxiously, Phoebe put her hand on Joe's and pressed harder against her lips as Joe felt the breath coming from Phoebe's nose.

"Phoebe?" Sam knocked again before jerking the door handle, but it was locked. Sam sighed before footsteps could be heard running away. For safety's sake, however, they both kept their hands on Phoebe's mouth until they were quite sure Sam was gone.

"That was close" Phoebe groaned as Joe removed his hand from her mouth and exhaled slightly. "Pretty close" Joe grinned as he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and placed her hand, around her throat.

"And pretty naughty of you. I could feel it turning you on" he grinned as he advanced his thrusts. Phoebe grinned as she moaned. "Can't deny it" she shrugged.

Joe was about to start picking up his pace again when suddenly Phoebe's cell phone rang. Sighing, she grabbed the device lying on the table. "It's Sam. If I don't answer it now, he'll be all worried" she looked apologetically at Joe.

Joe nodded his understanding and pulled out of her while Phoebe smiled gratefully at him, turned and sat on the tabletop while she took the call.

"Sammy, what's up?" she asked as Joe sat down in the chair in front of her, running over his length as he watched Phoebe. It turned him on to see her sitting on the desk dressed only in her thong and a thousand ideas buzzed through his head.

"Hey, Pheebs. You all right? Where are you?" Sam asked as Phoebe eyed Joe, grinning at the lustful look he gave her before licking her lips. "Uh..." she cleared her throat. "...Still in the facility, why?"

"I wanted to talk to you about something and I was just at Paige's office, but you're not there" Sam replied as Phoebe watched in confusion as Joe, his gaze fixed on her, stood up and walked towards her.

Silently, he placed his finger on his lips before slowly pushing Phoebe's upper body back onto the tabletop before kneeling in front of her and pushing her legs apart. Surprised, Phoebe lifted her head and just saw Joe's mischievous grin before he placed his lips on her clit.

"Oh my God" Phoebe groaned out as Joe let his tongue slowly run through her middle. "Phoebe, are you okay?" Sam asked confused. Phoebe's eyes snapped open. "Uh, yeah, oh my God, I'm sorry I wasn't in the office. I...I needed some peace and quiet, that's why I was looking for another place....to work." she talked herself out of it.

Immediately she bit down on the finger of her free hand while at the same time cursing and wanting to kiss Joe. How could he do that when he knew who Phoebe was on the phone with? How could he be so good at this?

"oh, well, yeah, no problem. I understand that. I was actually just wondering if Joe had talked to you yet" Sam replied. "Yes" Phoebe groaned as her eyes rolled back in her head. "Yes, he was in my office before" she gasped as Joe was now inserting his fingers into her as well, grinning at her with amusement from below.

"Phoebe, are you sure you're okay? You sound like you're out of breath" Sam sounded genuinely concerned, while Phoebe now had to press her hand very firmly over her mouth. Her orgasm wasn't far off and she couldn't possibly let Sam hear it.

"Oh yeah, I...I picked the top row in the stadium for my seat and...it's a bit of a hike up there. I'm pretty exhausted" she exhaled strained. "Exhausted? As often as you fuck Joe, you should be pretty in shape, right?" Sam joked.

"If you only knew..." Phoebe mumbled softly before pressing her hand firmly against her mouth and her upper body shot up. She desperately needed to get Sam off before she climaxed.

"Anyway, I'm upstairs now and need to get back to work. I'll....see you at Ja'Marr's party tomorrow?" she asked him. "Yeah, have fun at work. And try not to hyperventilate" Sam laughed. "I will. Bye" Phoebe hung up frantically before sitting up and pulling Joe up to her by his hair.

"I hate you" she growled back at him. Joe laughed out loud. "So you're working in the top row of the stadium now?" he asked, amused. "What else was I supposed to say?" Phoebe laughed. "You did very well" Joe grinned before pressing a kiss to her lips.

Phoebe grinned. "Thank you. Then reward me and finally finish it" she spread her legs a little more. "Your wish is my command" Joe mumbled into the kiss before placing himself back at Phoebe's entrance and sliding into her.

ITS GAME DEEEEY, lets just fucking win this game and stop talking about that ridiculous coin flip. Love to see how much the NFL treats everyone equally and fair....not.

WHO-DEY 🧡