Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
I was the one in control.
I shoved her back onto my desk, never letting up on my hold around her neck, her hands went to the top of her head and I locked those in place as well.
I leaned forward again, placing my frame on top of hers. She felt so tiny beneath me. So helpless.
A deer in headlights.
Bambi.
And fuck me… it made my cock throb.
“The door isn’t locked, does it excite you that someone could walk in and catch us?” I held her firmly on the desk, harder.
But here’s the fucked up part…
She wanted me to.
“Are you wet?” I whispered close to her lips, barely touching them, but just enough. I laid soft kisses around her lips, never giving her what she wanted and she whimpered.
“Do you have any idea how much I think about you? Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I stated in a question.
She looked right into my eyes, challenging me. Provoking me.
“Prove it,” she stated in an authoritative tone.
I growled, and bit at her lip; her back arched off the desk.
“Keep your eyes open, and your hands where they are. Do you understand me?” I said in between biting her lip.
She nodded, not being able to speak. I let go of her wrists, and kissed and licked my way down her body; inch by inch, still keeping my tight hold around her neck. Once I got to where we both wanted me, I inhaled the sweet and alluring smell of Brooke.
I rubbed my nose up and down her clit; she watched with hooded eyes.
“I want to taste you. I want you to come so fucking hard on my tongue that the flavor of you stays with me for days.”
She swallowed and her mouth parted again.
I kissed her nub, slowly sucking in between. The light suction slowly pulled back the hood of her clit. She placed her heels on the edge of my desk, allowing me more range to her sacred area.
I could have come from that alone.
She looked like an angel and a demon at the same time. It was sinful as much as it was heavenly.
My tongue slid down to her opening and I shoved it as deep as it would go. Her juices flowed loosely.
“You have the sweetest goddamn taste I have ever savored,” I groaned, fucking her with my mouth once again.
I lapped at her for several minutes, enjoying her salty sweetness, and watching her focus on keeping her eyes open and hands where I wanted them. She wanted to move them to my hair; to guide me how she wanted me to go.
But she knew better. She was surrendering to me, and I fucking knew that was one of the hardest things for her to do.
I rewarded her by sucking on her clit harder and moved my head up and down and in a side-to-side motion; making her squirm and shake all at once.
I rubbed my face all around her pussy not being able to get enough of her; she moaned and called out my name. I wanted her wetness all over me, not just around my mouth.
“Beg me. Beg me to fucking come.” I removed my hand from her neck and pushed my middle and ring fingers deep inside her, aiming directly to her g-spot. The rigid nerve-ending profoundly inflated. I ate her pussy exactly how she wanted me to, and she started moving her hips and fucking my face.
“Please… please… Devon… make me come.”
I smiled. It was the first time I had smiled all night.
I lapped at her bundle of nerves, manipulating them and sucking them in a way that had her panting and breaking apart in front of me. My fingers moved faster and more urgent. Her pussy clamped down and I knew she was close.
It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I would never tire of watching this girl come undone. Her juices started flowing loosely down my mouth. I rotated my head and moved faster, more urgent until she screamed out my name.
I didn’t give her any chance to recover. I fucked her with my mouth, tongue, and fingers; over and over again, till she squirted all down my face, chin, and neck.
And then I did it again.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
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My body was badly shaking and convulsing everywhere. I felt the aftershock for minutes, maybe hours. He sat back in his chair and just watched me. Once I came to, I sat up, slightly lightheaded and he grinned.
His mouth, chin, neck, and the top of his shirt were covered in my juices. I felt it beneath me as I sat there, and all over my legs and folds. I wanted to crawl into a hole or have the earth swallow me whole, but he wouldn’t let up; he wanted me to squirt all over him. I felt like he wanted to drown in my come, and now he was sitting there unashamed with my blatant wetness all over him, and I knew I was right.