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They had a job that required infiltrating a club where old rich white men brought the young pretty things they collected to trade off among their peers under the guise of some charity event in order to steal some information and her and Booker were volunteered to go. “Wait… this is a swinging party?” Nile had questioned because she was still surprised when these random things fell into their lap, “You two will fit right in” Andy had answered not seeming the least bit remorseful “We will not let anything happen to you Nile” Joe spoke flashing her a comforting smile while Nicky glared daggers at Booker, still very much not wanting him to be within touching vicinity of their little family. “I can take Nile”, Quynh had volunteered but it was quickly shut down by Andy, “You don’t fit the bill” and so now here they were.

It had been an interesting role reversal, playing meek and subservient to Booker’s harsher domineering handle. The tension between them build steadily and each time their eyes locked he had this look of being terribly sorry for treating her like an object. Nile on the other hand was soaking it all in, taking the possessive grip around her waist as she’s made to sit on his lap followed by the pitiful linger of his gaze on hers once their audience dispersed and storing it all away for later. They were going to be alone eventually and she’d use it then.

Later came after two hours of terrible small talk and smiling through perverse comments of how she looked ‘beautiful and exotic’ and would be a ‘treasure’ to take home and Booker’s dismissal of “I don’t think we’ll be parting that easily” to everyone who approached them before they were finally able to sneak away into the study.

It took less than fifteen minutes to get the files they needed off of the computer and the moment Booker was done and rising from the chair to slip the drive into his pocket Nile was advancing.

“D’you have fun out there?” She says with fingertips pushing against his chest until he gets the idea and steps backwards.

“Nile.” Booker responds, voice so despondent that she immediately feels terrible about her teasing.

“I’m joking,” She says pressing both her hands flat now and applying more force, “But I want to have fun in here.” She shoves one last time as his back hit the wall and the heavy tension between them all night finally gives way.

“Whatever you want.” Booker says and she sees in his eyes that he means it. He always means it, jesus booker, the level of devotion is unreal and she almost wants to tell him so but she grabs him the lapels of his suit jacket instead and spins him around so his front is pressing against the wooden panels.

Instantly she’s at his back, stiletto heels giving the extra height needed to nose behind his ear comfortably without having to reach. “What if this is what I want?” She whispers taking the upper lobe between her teeth even though she’s really not sure what ‘this’ is supposed to be. She doesn’t bite hard enough to cause pain, or at least she doesn’t try but there’s still a second that he tenses beneath her; bunching tightly at the pressure of blunt teeth against the cartilage then just as quickly exhaling and relaxing through it. “Whatever you want” Booker repeats, voice not quite as steady as before. “Good,” Nile replies releasing his ear, still unsure where she wants to take this but loving the position that they’re in.

Nile mouths kisses at the sides of his neck, then around the back beneath the short strands of his hair and across his nape. Her tongue darts out occasionally, whenever she finds a patch of skin that makes him flinch and warrants sucking a bruise that fades way much too fast. She’s on her third temporary hickey when Booker’s breath catches and he plasters himself more firmly to the wall. Nile takes notice, grinning as she sucks in the hollow of his throat near his Adam’s apple. He twitches again, grunts and she pushes herself against him so that they’re touching head to toe with the fabric of his jacket doing wondrous work to her sensitive nipples through the silk of her dress. The noise he makes is louder now as his hips jerks again and it surges through her, sharp arousal leaving her wet between her thighs. She could really keep like this all day, moaning and groaning for her and seeking friction against the wall but God he’s really trying so hard to control himself that she chooses to reward him with a kiss.

Her fingers fall to his hair as she pulls his head back to meet her mouth. Booker takes her in greedily, mouth open, tasting everywhere and sucking on her tongue until she’s moaning into his mouth. She pulls away for a breather, because god damn, ends up staring at those blown eyes full of need and suddenly she knows what she wants as heat continues pooling are her core.

Nile pulls back, spinning Booker to face her by the shoulders and her eyes drop to the bulge in fitted tux. She slides her hand down against the length of him to feel him grow bigger in her hand then reaches back up to hold on the waistband. Nile walks backwards, pulling Booker along with her until her thighs hit the edge of the desk and then she stops. A slow teasing smile on her lips when she lets go of Booker’s waistband to run her hands up and underneath her dress to pull her underwear down. It seems to take him a moment to notice through her wiggling as she’s rolling them down her legs but then it’s the only thing that his eyes can follow as she works them off and around her ankles.

Nile leans further back into the desk so that she’s barely sitting on the edge and lets her knees fall wide when she grabs Booker’s suit jacket again. “Kneel for me Book, I want your mouth,” She’s tugging him down but he was already going without resistance before she could finish speaking. “You’re always so good at it.” Nile says as his hand comes to the back her left knee to push her leg up and over her his shoulder. always so eager She thinks and grins as he looks up at her and pushes the wrap of her dress aside and yes, she did wear it for convenience . “Make it quick so we’re not caught in here” Nile finishes and smooths his hair back in to place knowing she’s definitely about to make it much worse.

She’s never prepared for the first touch of him, and she isn’t now as his fingers slides between her folds where she’s hot, wet and ready. She lifts off the ledge for just a second in her surprise and he uses the motion to push two fingers in her in one swoop. “Book!” Nile gasps out clenching around the sudden intrusion, “Fuck.” She finishes settling back against the desk and pulling her grip off of the edge to scratch along his scalp and grab a hand full of strands. “I said your mouth Booker” Nile chides out, teeth biting down against her lip to diminish the moans falling from her tongue as he pumps in and out of her, fingers slick with how badly she wants him. “I mean it.” Nile says tugging up hard on his hair and hearing him let out a sharp exhale.

Booker’s fingers slip out of her and just as quickly his mouth is between her legs. Nile bucks up pressing further against him, thighs shutting against his head involuntary until he spreads them again, tongue lapping up at her juices and slipping inside her. Her legs try to shut again but he’s ready with a better grip to keep her apart. “Fuck… fuck. You’re so good” She moans out, hips lifting off the desk to grind against his mouth out of her control and her fingers gripping his hair to the point of unsalvageable. He always eats her out like it’s the best meal he’s ever had and Nile loses it every time until she’s coming against him oversensitive and beard burned to all hell for a minute or two.

“So good, you’re so good” Slips out between her whimpers as Booker, sucks and prods and tongue fucks her mind into a haze until the words stops forming and it’s half syllables and incoherent babbling.

“Uhn, Book, God, yes” She’s practically humping his face with how much her hips are moving against him and she’s scratching his scalp in encouragement because her tight grip started cramping up. Booker moans against her when she grazes against a tender a spot and the sound vibrates against her. “Yes, yes, yes” Nile breathes out, body pulling tight to snap back in a sharp line. He’s back to sucking on her clit when she coming hard against him and he slips his fingers back in to stroke her through it. She tried to bite her lip against the sound but the scream tore through, high pitched, whimpering and breathless.

Booker’s mouth and fingers are still against her when she comes down, toes uncurling and body going lax and tingling like pins and needles. “okay okay.” Nile says placing her hand on his forehead and pushing him away from her. His fingers slipped out and he released her leg so she could slump back comfortably. Nile kept her hand on his head for balancing purposes as she tried to catch her breath with stars dancing behind her eye lids but a low “please” from below pulled her attention forward.

Booker with his eyes focused on hers, had his hands balled into fists at his side; knuckles straining from the strength of it. “S’il vous plait, Nile” his voice is barely a whisper and she lets it warm her all over because Booker, with his absolute dedication to pleasing her, very rarely asks for anything unless prompted. “Please” Voice dragging through gravel and forcing his way through his lips as he edges closer to her on his knees.

Nile barely has to press her foot against the impressive bulge pushing tight against the seams before he’s coming in his suit pants. “Ughn…” Booker grunts out and she leaves her foot there for him to rub against as he finishes. It takes a few minutes before he softens enough that the foot pressing against his groin stops causing his hips to jerk and then he’s resting his head against her leg to catch his breath.

“You did really good Book” Nile says, carding her fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp as his hands encircles her leg. It’s a little awkward in position but she doesn’t want to disturb him. “Thank you for being so good for me” Nile says and Booker releases a slow breath, his cheek rubbing against her in acknowledgement. She loves how tender he is after and as time goes on she loves that she’s the only one who sees this side of him.

Extremely hot, thanks for writing! Especially loved Nile pushing booker up against the wall

Thank you :) that poster is too hot for words. I had to do it.

This is super hot! Read it twice already :)

haha that's great to hear. Multiple reads of a fic is a huge compliment.

hnnnngh author this is amazing! Nile realizing she likes bossing Booker around! Booker so very very eager to please!!! (tbqh he probably exceeds expectations here lol) thank you so much for writing this. i hope you'll continue writing booker/nile!!

Thank you. I like booker/Nile so it'll depend on if I find another prompt that reels me in.

Oh damn, I love this! I love how you write Nile, this is so great.

Happy to hear that. I'm always nervous about OOCness when I write.

author anon this was GLORIOUS and hot and hhhhhHHH thank you so much <3

Thank you :)

Magnifique!

Like whoa, I don’t know if I want to be Nile or Book in this scenario

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