I couldn’t believe the words that had come out of my own mouth, but I’d meant every one. He can throw his dominance around all he wants, but I won’t stand being treated like trash.
His sobering expression at my words turned into a grin as he leaned down to my ear. “I like that feisty mouth of yours, Emma.” He moved back, gliding his nose along my jawline before retreating completely to look into my eyes. “I’ve never been one to explain why I do the things I do, but I will tell you it was never my intention to make you feel like a whore. You’re a fine wine I want to savor.”
I stared at his mouth as he spoke and then looked into his eyes. I had nothing else to say as he pushed me down onto this desk, trailing his hand from my shoulder to my breast as he went. When his hand reached the button to my jeans, he unsnapped them and pulled them off along with my underwear. There was nothing gentle about his actions. His eyes were filled with lust and want and it was all directed toward me.
I rested my head against the desk and closed my eyes as he bent my legs and lowered his head. I gasped as he bit down on my clit then plunged a finger inside me before flicking my clit with his tongue. The pain and pleasuring sensations were almost too much to take, so I bit down on my lip to hold back the moans that wanted to escape. I knew I couldn’t be loud if I didn’t want to be caught.
Grabbing onto my thighs he continued to eat me as if I was his last meal, bringing me higher and higher until I exploded. I reached down and grabbed onto his head, lacing my fingers through his hair and holding him in place as I rocked my hips up. Squeezing my eyes closed, I held my breath as that overpowering sensation flowed through my body, causing my whole body to tense. Restraining my screams of pleasure had to be one of the hardest things to do, but I managed to hold them in, exuding all my strength.
I dropped my hands from his hair and looked up to see him licking his lips. His face glistened with my juices, and it was the sexiest sight I’d ever seen. Pulling back from me, he stood up and undid his belt and pants, dropping them to the floor to reveal his gray boxer briefs. I studied him and looked at the bulge begging to come out. I licked my own lips as I glanced away from his package and up to meet his gaze. I wanted to pleasure him, but I didn’t know how he would feel about it. I didn’t even get to see him naked the other night so I wasn’t sure if that would be allowed.
Dropping my legs to the floor, I sat up and reached for him, but he grabbed my arms and held them behind my back, dropping his lips to meet mine. I moaned as our mouths connected, the wetness from his face rubbing all over mine. I could taste myself on his tongue and it made me kiss him harder. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and he groaned as he started to rock against me. I wanted to grab onto him, but he continued to hold my arms together, never relinquishing control.
He broke the kiss and backed away from me, pulling me along with him. Then he spun me around and pushed me back onto the desk. My chest met the hard wood with a thump, and I cried out expectantly as his hand connected with my ass in a hard slap before turning into a moan as he gently rubbed my clit.
This man is doing all kinds of things to mess with my head. I didn’t know whether to be pissed that he’d hit me or happy he was bringing me pleasure. After a while, it all seemed to feel the same as he built me up once again. His fingers knew exactly how to touch me, how to take me to a level of arousal I’d never known was possible.
Just as my walls started to tighten in another overpowering orgasm, he pulled away, causing a groan to escape my lips that immediately morphed into a scream as he thrust into me without warning. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I moaned out my pleasure as he pounded into me relentlessly. I’d never had a man take me with such force. He was thrusting into me as if he couldn’t get deep enough, like he wanted to bury himself inside me. And the crazy thing was, I wanted him there. I didn’t understand it, I wasn’t even sure I was supposed to understand it, but it was more of a need than a want. I didn’t know what to think of it, so I blocked it from my mind.
Holding my hips, he pulled me back against him with every forceful thrust. I couldn’t hold back the moans. They came out in rapid succession every single time he pushed into me. Then I felt his fingers glide through my hair and squeeze as he pulled back on my head. After a few more strokes he planted himself deep inside as he leaned against me, a moan escaping his lips.