“I’ve been dying to suck your cock, Dante.”
Holy fuck! There is no way I knew this woman would be so damn sexy.
I should have had some clue though because she’s very confident. Besides wasn’t it her I saw at The Dark Odyssey? I’ve been wondering what she’s gotten up to there. All my questions can wait, because I want whatever she wants to do to me now.
We were so lost in having sex the other night that I didn’t ask her to suck my cock. The thought of having her mouth around my length enhances the wildness inside me to take her.
I undo my belt and unzip my fly. She does the rest, pushing the waistband of my boxers down so she can take out my cock.
As she touches my length I strain toward her and I know any hope to be inside her has to happen soon.
She gets down to her knees and takes me into her hot, sexy mouth. I have to grit my teeth to hold in the pleasure as it builds. She feels so damn good I pray I won’t embarrass myself.
She starts sucking and swirling her tongue around the head. Slowly, then faster until I’m fucking her face, pumping into her mouth as she sucks. She licks with strokes and starts sucking hard. As her tits bounce up and down, I reach for her little nipples and fondle her tits so I can give her pleasure too. It works and she moans.
When my balls tighten at the wild suckle I know I need her to stop if I’m going to fuck her.
“Come here baby, let me fuck you,” I tell her, taking her arm and helping her stand.
I want her on the desk so I pull up her skirt, take off her panties and place her right back up there, parting her legs wide. Her pretty pussy is soaked and dripping with her creamy nectar, so when I plunge into her she takes me and tries to bite back her moan.
I grab her ass and start pumping hard into her body making her tits bounce with every thrust. She’s such a pretty sight and I get lost in the half pleasure, half pain expression on her face.
It’s a sight I always want to remember. I want to remember that I did that to her. I gave her this pleasure.
I speed up fucking her hard, fucking her so hard the stack of documents on the desk topples over and falls on the ground.
I don’t care. The whole fucking desk can fall on the ground.
She whimpers and reaches for me when I speed up. I take her, picking her up again so her legs can wrap around me. This position feels better.
She moans out and winces, because she was a little loud. At this point I don’t give a fuck who wants to hear, Peter himself could be outside and I wouldn’t care. In fact it would be easier than keeping the secret.
He’s the one that forbid me to have her and I want her so bad it aches.
I speed up, driving into her relentlessly until she comes. Moments later, I come too. I come hard blowing my load into her body. It pours from me overflowing a volcano of hot seed.
It fills her up and it feels good to release like that inside her.
I set her back down on the desk , but I don’t pull out of her and I don’t let go.
I’m supposed to be trying at the very least to resist her. Instead I keep wanting more. I want more again and I want it now.
Screw Peter and screw the fucking consequences. I’m sick of playing by the rules. She wants me and I want her.
“Get your clothes on, you’re coming home with me,” I tell her and the wildness in her eyes speaks of the kind of night we’re going to have.
She walks into the kitchen and stops by the door. I like the way she looks at me. It’s with that confidence and sass. Underneath that though is the shyness that makes her blush.
All of it intrigues me. I had it all as I took the beauty over an over again last night. The best part of it was having her in my bed.
“Morning,” I beam and she walks up to me. Her eyes never leaving my body.
“Good morning, you’re making breakfast?”
“Pancakes with maple syrup and an assortment of fruit.” That’s her favorite.
“Be careful, I might get used to this.”