She attempts to pull her mouth from my cock, but I tangle the fingers of my free hand in her long locks and hold her steady while shaking my head. Spit drips from her chin. Her pretty gray eyes tear up when I thrust up, causing a whimper to tumble from her lips, but it’s muffled by my dick in her mouth.
“Fine. When did you want to do this dinner?” he finally responds, sighing in resignation because he knows between me and him, I’m the fucking alpha male.
“Tonight, be here at eight,” I tell him before I hang up. Throwing my cell phone on the desk, I grip Scarlett’s head and fuck her throat as she hums each time that I slide in deep, sending shock waves through my shaft. “Fuck, little red,” I spit through clenched teeth as stars fucking burst behind my lids. My balls tighten, and my release hits me hard, and my wife obediently swallows every drop.
When I open my eyes, I watch her pop my cock from her plump, used mouth, and she licks the drops of my seed that coat her lips. “I can’t believe you just did that,” she tells me once she’s recovered. “Were you really talking to my father?”
“Yes.” I pull her to stand and push her over, forcing her to bend over my desk, her bare ass right in line with my hungry mouth. She isn’t wearing any underwear which means she came down here knowing I would want to feast on that pretty little pussy. I enjoyed knowing I was using his little girl while he was talking to me. I slap her ass hard, causing a yelp to echo in the silent office. Gripping her ass cheeks, I open them and dip my tongue into her cunt from behind. I lick up and down until she’s a sopping mess and my chin is glistening with her juices.
“Lycan.” The way she moans my name turns me into a rabid fucking animal. I dip two fingers into her entrance, the tightness pulsing around them. As much as I want to fuck her, I’m convinced she would still be tender from last night.
“Shh, I’m having breakfast,” I tell her before I lean in and tease both her holes with my tongue, while slowly fingering her. By the time she explodes on my tongue, I’m hard again. I stand her up. “Get on your knees for me,” I order, my voice gruff with desire.
She does as I say. My fist wraps around my cock, and I stroke it quickly. I won’t last long, not with Scarlett kneeling before me, her tongue stuck out, her mouth wide, waiting for my seed, and with that beautiful view, I shoot ropes of cum over her pretty face and mouth.
With a smile, she licks it all up, cleaning her face with her finger, as she sucks on the digit to get every drop into her pretty mouth. Once she’s done, she rises gracefully and walks to the door.
“See you later, Sir,” she coos with a seductive little smile before disappearing, leaving me hungry for so much more. I can’t get enough of her. There isn’t a moment in the day when I don’t think about taking her, using her body for pleasure, and making her come on my fingers, tongue, and cock.
I’m a man lost to love and desire.
Because no matter how much I hurt her, I want to see her happy forever.
Now, all we have to deal with is tonight’s dinner.
It’s almost time for our guests to arrive. I shrug on my jacket as Scarlett walks out of the bathroom. She’s draped in a champagne-colored floor length dress that makes my breath catch in my throat. There’s never a moment where I don’t think she’s beautiful, but there’s something about this dress that has me wondering if I should cancel the dinner and perhaps fly her to Heaven so I can show her off to every man in the club.
I realize the moment I take her back there, things will be different. There is one more thing we need to do when we get back to New York, a trip I haven’t yet told her about. I need to have a chat with Yasmin. She’s most likely going to try her bullshit with me and try to get into my good books, but I’m married, and that’s not changing, unless Scarlett tells me to leave.
And even then, I may not obey.
“I think you need to put on something less distracting,” I tell her as I pull her closer to me. My hands grip her hips, her body flush with mine. “Because tonight, all I’ll be able to think about is fucking you on the dinner table while your parents watch.”
“Stop being such a filthy animal,” she accuses with a smile on her face, as she slides her delicate hands over my shoulders and loops them around my neck.