Page 62 of Takeover
He growled as he licked at my slick folds."You taste like sugar, sweetness.I can't get enough of you."
He licked up my slit again, then sucked my clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue over it.
"Fuck, I knew you would be sweet,” Atticus moaned, his eyes locking with mine.
I cried out as he sucked my clit into his mouth, while he pushed two fingers into me.
"Oh, God," I moaned as his mouth and fingers worked me over.
"You've been teasing me.All I can do is think about you.Coming home to you.Having you be the last thing I think about before I fall asleep and the first thing I think of when I wake up," he murmured."Your taste.Your smell.Your touch.Your sounds.You, Gwen.You, you, you," he murmured.
He dragged his tongue over my hypersensitive bud again and again.When I started to shake, he slipped one of his fingers out of my pussy and stroked it over my back entrance.
He brushed his finger over the sensitive flesh again, and I quivered.It felt so foreign but so good.At this point I'd do anything to come.
My hands fisted his hair, and I rose up to meet his licks and thrusts.With every tilt of my hips, the tip of his finger slid a little farther into my ass until finally he was working both fingers into my pussy and ass in time with his mouth sucking on my clit.
He growled loudly when my muscles started to clamp down on his fingers, drawing them deeper inside me.
I cried out again as he continued to lick at my clit through my orgasm.He sucked it into his mouth as I came, then licked all the way up my slit until he was kissing my stomach.
I was still trembling when he pulled his fingers from my body and brought them to his lips.
He groaned loudly as he licked his fingers clean."Fuck, you taste so good.I can't get enough of you."
I was trembling and still trying to breathe when he leaned forward and gently pressed a kiss to my lips.
"I want you, Gwen.I need to feel you wrapped around me."
My hands found the hem of his shirt, and I quickly slid it over his head.I pressed hot, open-mouth kisses to the column of his neck and chest, dragging my nails down his back.
He pulled back, pulling me to my feet.When we were standing, he gripped my chin in his fingers and kissed me desperately as he tore at his clothes.
He brought my hand to the front of his pants, and I wrapped it around his cock.Holy shit.He was huge.There was no fucking way.He fished a condom out of his wallet then stayed my hand."While that was a good idea in theory, fuck, I can't let you touch me like that.I will come in my pants."
For once, I felt like I had the power, like I was in charge.I pumped him again, and his knees buckled."Gwen, baby.No."
After three more very deliberate pumps of his cock, he stopped me."Naughty, naughty."
He turned me around and bent me over my desk, sliding a hand to my thigh to bring it up on my desk, then he dipped a finger into my pussy."Are you ready for me?"
"Yes,” I groaned.
He gripped my hips, and the tip of his cock pressed against my pussy.
I gasped at his size.So damn thick.
"Fuck, you're tight.You're so tight, Gwen," he growled.
Holding himself still inside me, he kissed my back and shoulders, murmuring how beautiful I was.
“You feel so good,” he groaned.“So fucking good."He slid his hand between my thighs and found my clit.He circled it with his fingers, and I arched into the caress.His other hand gripped my hip, and he started to move.
I whimpered at every push of his cock.He was moving slowly, deeper with each push until he was filling me completely.
He dragged his cock out and pushed back in.
"Fuuuuuck,” he groaned.
