Page 46 of Irresistible Temptation
“Hmm,” he said thoughtfully, pulling his mouth from my ear and pressing his forehead against mine. His free hand grabbed my skirt and hiked it up at my hips so I was exposed under the light of the moon.
“Did you touch yourself likethis?”he asked, running his thumb over my already swollen clit.
“Y-yes,” I gasped.
He continued circling me slowly.
“What about like this?” he asked before slipping his middle finger into me, the length of it deliciously curling into me.
“Yes!” I moaned.
He curled another finger into me, striking my most sensitive areas. I reached up and interlaced my hands behind his neck, steadying myself as our foreheads remained pressed together, watching his hand work its way in and out of me.
“Did you imagine it was me?” he asked, low and guttural.
“Yes. Only you,” I purred.
“Did you imagine it was my cock fucking you?” he asked, his fingers pulling out and plunging back into me with a squelching sound.
“Yes!” I screamed.
“Good girl,” he said, reaching up with his free hand and curling my ponytail around his fingers, until he gripped it tightly. He pulled back, and I laid back against his desk, propping myself up on my elbows to watch him. He pulled his hand from between my legs, leaving me internally begging for more, and worked the waistband of his pants. He undid the clasp and zipper, letting hisfully erect cock spring free as his pants fell to the floor. I sucked in a breath at how he yearned for me, every inch of him.
He took a step toward me and reached for my hips, sliding me down the desk toward him. His palms pressed against my inner thighs, spreading my legs wider as he stared down at me, his eyes pitch-dark with desire. His fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and guided it toward my slick opening. My mind went foggy as he just barely ran it over me in a slow circle.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, his voice like silk.
“Mmm,” was all I could manage to get out as he pushed his pre-cum soaked tip against me, but not fully giving me what I so desperately needed. I tried to shimmy my hips down the desk, but he reached up and held me in place. I let out an exasperated sigh as I looked up at him, a smirk on his perfect lips.
“I didn’t hear you, Juliet,” he said. “Is this what you wanted?”
He gripped his cock tighter, pushing his slick tip against my lips, parting them as he nudged at my opening.
“Yes!” I said breathlessly.
“Don’t get so frustrated, sweetheart. I’m just teasing you like you teased me.” He let out a dark chuckle that I swore would make me come right then.
“Wearing those lowcut tops,” he said, pushing into me slowly, just an inch before pulling out again.
“No underwear.” Another push back in, just another inch.
“Bending over and giving me a show.” He pulled back out.
“Letting me see those pretty nipples under your blouse.”
The muscles of his arm tensed as he gripped his cock tighter, positioning himself once again, his eyes darker than the night now. Without warning, he plunged into me, making me see stars as every inch of him filled me, pressing as far as his throbbing cock could go.
I cried out.
“Making.” He pulled out of me quickly.
“Me.” Back in.
“Want.” Out.
“To.” In.
“Fuck.” Out.
