Page 75 of Poisoned Promise
She blushes so hard that the crimson sweeps down her neck and she rolls her eyes, lips parting. “You’re such a dramat?—!”
I cut her off by burying my face in her pussy and thrusting my tongue deep inside her while grazing my teeth every so slightly against her clit.
She squeals in alarm and pulls harder on my hair, sending a lance of desire straight through me.
Heat pools low in my gut and my cock hardens completely, aching for any form of contact.
Her pussy is my meal for now, though.
I kiss her all over, suckle over her clit until she’s gasping above me, trail down to her entrance and then lower to lick briefly over her asshole.
She closes her thighs around my head and moans that much louder, then completely melts when all my attention returns to her clit while two fingers rapidly pump inside her.
Dove cums almost instantly, just as I’m starting to enjoy the sensation of her hot soft lips against my tongue, so I pull up with a laugh as she collapses back on the desk.
“Holy shit,” Dove gasps. “If you intend to fuck my ass, I’m gonna need longer than this.”
“I’d love to,” I reply while kissing her inner thigh. “But I’m too damn impatient.” Rising to my feet, I kiss over her stomach and lavish as much tender attention as I can over the scar across her abdomen, then I kiss up to her breasts.
Each nipple stands perky against my tongue and she shudders while I lick between the valley of her breasts, then kiss all the way back up to her mouth.
“Impatient, huh?” She pants against my lips and gazes into my eyes while caressing the back of my neck with one hand. “You’re the most patient man I know.”
“Not when you’re involved.” Our lips collide as I line up my cock with her entrance, intent on teasing her a little more. But the moment the crown of my cock kisses her hot, slick pussy, all my resolve melts.
I can’t wait.
My heart pounds, my chest heaves, and my mind fogs with lust, leaving only one thought to swirl around my brain as I push my cock into Dove and watch her arch back and gasp while her body stretches and accommodates me.
Fuck her.
Her head falls back, exposing the long line of her throat to my wandering lips. I kiss over her racing pulse and then linger, sucking a bruise above her pulse while pushing inch after inch deep inside her.
An overwhelmingly tight heat wraps around my cock and by the time I bottom out, I’m panting heavily and unable to give more attention to her throat.
“Holy shit,” Dove gasps. “Holy shit. Holy shit!”
Placing one hand flat on her chest, I keep her down and lean back as I start to thrust.
The sight of my cock disappearing inside her is surreal and every muscle in my lower core pulls tightly.
Over and over, my cock vanishes as her body parts around me and I stare down, scarcely able to believe that this is my life now.
“You look so beautiful,” I say softly.
“You’re only saying that cause you’re fucking me,” Dove gasps and her hands scramble around the desk for something to hold on to. “Oh shit… oh shit!”
“I’m saying it because I love you.” I lean down and gather her up in my arms, pulling her from the desk. Her arms wrap around my shoulders and her legs gather around my waist, but rather than pressing her against the wall, I hold her.
Gripping the underside of her thighs, I pull her off my cock and then slacken my grip just enough that she drops back down my shaft with a gasp and a moan.
Once I’ve adjusted to the rhythm, my grip grows bruising and I start fucking her up and down my cock like she’s nothing more than a doll.
Dove chants her breathless delight in my ear, leaving trails like fire across my back and shoulders and she claws at me every time she sinks down onto my cock.
I don’t care if she rips me apart; it’ll be worth it.
I fuck her as hard as I can until my lower back aches and sweat threatens to loosen my grip on her thighs so I have no choice but to return her to the desk.
