"No panties, how naughty." Loki grinned, eyes focused on your already wet folds as you widened your legs, skirt riding up your thighs.
"You said that you when you came back you wanted me at your desk ready." You replied feigning innocence.
"To work, not to fuck." He answered "although, I am starting to lean further to the latter." He purred, still sitting on the chair at the desk before hooking his arms around your thighs and pulling you closer towards him. Your eyes closed, head falling backwards, feeling his tongue lightly brush over your sensitive clit. "I guess I'm going to have to make you work in other ways." He paused, glancing up at you before he resumed his movements.
"Fuckk yesss." You moaned, hand lacing in Lokis hair as he sucked on your clit. You could feel yourself quickly reaching the edge.
"You're not going to cum, not yet." He declared, stopping his movements as he pulled away from you leaving you a sulking mess. "You're going to work for it."
Glancing down at his erection through his trousers, your hands found Lokis belt as you freed his cock before you got to work.