In a rough and degrading way.

Ethan suddenly grabbed her face and pulled her gaze up to meet his. He spoke to her sharply, "Look at me. You're going to get down on your knees and you're going to suck my dick like the dumb, dirty whore you are." She tried to look away, but he pulled her back and continued, "And all this could have been prevented if you hadn't made such a mess back there. This is all your fault because you couldn't just pour a glass of wine like a good girl. But you're not. You're a braindead slut."

He shoved down on her shoulders, and she quickly fell to her knees. She felt shame and disgust ball up in her stomach because of how he was talking to her. Her shame then turned into anger. She wanted to scream at him about how he was a disgusting pig, and how she deserved to be treated with some respect, even if she had made a mistake. But she couldn't bring her mouth to move, so she just glared up at him, trying to burn a hole through his stupid, smug face with her burning stare. SMACK. Ethan slapped her hard across the face, instantly breaking her train of thought. She gasped. Her eyes widened in shock and fear. She was completely thrown on the defensive.

He spoke harshly, "Don't look at me like this is my fault. Glare all you want, but deep down you know this is all because of your incompetence. Because in the end, this is really all you're good for. Now get to work".

She continued to glare at him, but she began to unbuckle his belt and slide his wine-stained trousers down. She hated this guy, how cruelly he spoke to her, how low she was going to keep her shitty job, and more than anything she hated how even after all that, she still felt horny. At least she could make the best of the situation. If she gave him a show and got him extra riled up, she thought, maybe she could get this over with quickly. Despite her **** acceptance, she felt herself shake with nervousness. She had given only a couple of blowjobs to boyfriends in the past, and always as a gift for a special occasion She leaned forward and began to plant kisses on the hard bulge under his boxer briefs. She pulled his elastic waistline down and wrapped both her hands around Ethan's cock. She spat in the palm of her hand and stroked it up and down, massaging its whole length. It felt thick and warm between her fingers. Her lips planted kisses down the shaft. Her eyes rose to meet his stern gaze as she gave him a wide-eyed look of submission and adoration.

Alexa hated how stupid she knew she looked right now, looking up at this asshole like some mindless trophy, but this was what needed to be done to just get it over with. Her lips wrapped around the tip and she sucked in gently, running her tongue in circles around its head. As her lips wrapped around his tip and her soft, wet tongue embraced it, Ethan began to breathe in heavily. Gripping the shaft gently, she continued to massage its length with slow, caressing strokes. Her fingers then dropped to softly massage his balls while she leaned in to paint his whole length with her drooling tongue. Ethan closed his eyes to take in the feeling of her luscious tongue lapping at his cock. It felt amazing to be serviced like this after months of celibacy, but he suddenly remembered the situation he was in. He could do much better.