Under His Watchful Eye

The feeling is such a shock to me that I find myself letting out an audible gasp. He licks it again, and again, and yet again rendering me useless. My eyes are closed tight and I am helpless to do anything but feel. A second later, my eyes fly open as my bra hits the ground startled and surprised at his expertise. The hemline of my dress has been tugged down to expose my boob’s like they real an offering and I bite my lip at the wanton sight I must make.

We are such a contrast Liam and I. But I couldn’t evaluate those differences if I wanted to, because his breath hits me dead center on the left nipple.

“Liam?”

His eyes find mine even as he licks the tops of my breast. It feels good, but it also feels like torture. He holds my eyes as he licks around my nipples never quite touching it. He moves to my other breast and does the same thing leaving me to chase his mouth. He knows what he is doing and it is making me desperate with every passing second.

“Please.”

The minute I say that, his lips close on my nipple and he gives it a hard suck pulling it deep into his mouth. My head falls back to hit the door behind me as he murmurs something I can’t make out. Or is it moaning.

The pain and the pleasure clash together in my womb making me squeeze my legs together. He gives it another hard suck before letting my nipple go with a pop. Hepulls his head back, smiling at his work and I look down to see what he is smiling at.

My normally pink nipple looks reddish and swollen. It feels so sensitive, yet I want him to hurt it a little more if I am to feel that sharp pleasure again.

Without warning, he takes my other nipple into his mouth and gives it the same rough yet sweet treatment he gave the other one and something inside me squeezes as I feel my panties become awfully damp. I am embarrassed at how wet I feel and even more because I am becoming even wetter. I am surprised to feel his fingers on my belly trailing down. It feels light like he is barely touching me, but there is no mistaking his touch or it’s destination. Still I wait tortured by both the wait and the feel of his mouth still sucking my nipple. Finally, after what feels like forever, I release a breath I hadn’t known I was holding when his fingers slide into my panties and he cups me. His lips disentangle from my nipple still holding my gaze just before he blows cool air on it at the same time his finger draws a straight line down there parting my folds slowly. All strength drains from me and he holds me tighter to him lifting me off the ground. I would be very concerned with falling if my concentration wasn’t on where the palm of his hand is resting. He carries me clothes bunched up and all to the enormous desk we both use laying me on it. Not even once does his palm leave it’s position.

The way he keeps looking at me is almost reverent tinged with a touch of disbelief. He draws a circle on me before dipping his finger and sinking it deep. My eyes roll back into their socket as I feel muscles I never knew I had squeezing him.

“Look at me.”

I open my eyes obeying almost immediately. And he is so wicked because he drags the finger out only to put it into his mouth and suck on it. His eyes close like he is eating his favourite dessert and when he draws the finger away, there is a wicked gleam in his eyes.

I want to run away.

I want to scramble off the table because the dark promise in those eyes unnerves me. But before I can move an inch, he sinks on my chair, grabs my legs by the ankles and holds them apart.

He can read my thoughts.

There is no other explanation.

His gaze settles on my pantie clad crotch as he moves his head close. I watch transfixed and unable to look away till his teeth find my clitoris through the panties and he nips.

“Liam! ”

He takes advantage of my distraction to pull my panties to the side and fast his lips on me. The way he goes to town on me has me struggling for breath like a fish out of water. He licks, he sucks, he teases, and he nips when I try to close my eyes. I can hear the slurping sounds, but I don’t care enough to be embarrassed. He makes things even better by fitting his middle finger inside me and pushing in while his tongue is licking me.