His Possession(36)

She gasped. Using the lubrication from her pussy, he pressed against her asshole. She moaned, and Cadeon stared into her eyes, the trust he saw in them driving him crazier than he already was. Lifting up with her in his lap, he kissed her on the lips.

“Hold onto me,” he said.

Her wet heat surrounded him. Her pussy contracted around his penis, squeezing him. Closing his eyes, he lifted up and down his shaft, bumping the top of her cervix with every thrust. She wouldn’t last long in this position. He wanted to feel her come before he changed positions.

She wrapped her arms around him as he fucked inside her, her tits bouncing with every thrust. Cadeon went from looking at her face to watching those mounds dance. He licked his lips. Sticking his tongue out, he licked what he could, tasting her on his tongue.

“Reach between us and play with your clit like I showed you on my desk.”

Her hand bumped against him setting him off on a faster rhythm. In no time at all, her breath turned into pants, and the tightness of her cunt had him ready to slam inside her. To release his seed in the depths of her cunt.

“Come on, give me that cum, baby.” Her eyes closed as her scream of completion rang out. Smiling, he rolled her onto her back. Pulling her legs up to his shoulders, he fucked her harder, watching the glazed look in her eyes as he hit the right spot. Her g-spot stroked with every thrust.

By the end of the day he wanted her in so many different positions. There wasn’t going to be a part of her he didn’t touch. He wanted her ass, cunt, mouth. To fill every part of her and mark her as his.

Thinking about her being filled with his seed brought him off. He exploded inside her, feeling her tight channel take all of him, milking every drop of cum.

He took her lips, slamming his tongue inside her. The consuming lust between them set each on fire.

“You’re going to kill me,” he said.

“Never.”

Cadeon carried her to the shower, washing all of her body before they went downstairs in search of breakfast. Anne had made them a snack and left. He fed Violet, getting turned on as he watched the plump fruit pass her lips, making him think of his cock in her mouth.

His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he had no choice to answer the call.

“I’ll be back soon. Business calls.” He left her in the kitchen reading a cookbook.

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Violet stared at the book in front of her. Not seeing any of the words. The pictures looked delicious. Her body was causing her some problems, the ache in her pussy making her more aware of the man in his office. She wanted to be with him again. Since he’d taken her virginity the night before she couldn’t get enough of him. Everything he did to her made her yearn for more. Biting her lip to try to contain the need inside of her, she turned the page of the book.

Crossing her legs on the stool she felt the friction from the shorts she wore. Cadeon had brought her some clothes to wear. The denim shorts sat high on her ass. Her legs weren’t slender like most women’s. In fact looking at the mirror she was sure she had a small amount of cellulite on the tops of her thighs. Cadeon had convinced her she looked gorgeous. The way he touched her body made her feel beautiful.

After some time passed she went in search of him. She found him laughing on the telephone in his office. She knocked to gain his attention. Using his hands, he told her to come in and take a seat. She sat down on the sofa and watched him. His hands were squeezing round a ball as he finished up a conversation.

“Was it important?” she asked as he placed the phone down.

“Yes and no.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” she said to him.

“You keep staring at me like that, and I’m going to have you on your knees and fucking you from behind,” he said.

Violet gasped as the way he described sent pleasure straight between her legs, the sudden change within him sparking off her own arousal.

“Do you like the sound of that?” he asked. “I think you’d look so beautiful on your knees with your ass in the air. I love your shapely ass.” The ability to think was taken from her with his words. “You like the sound of that?”

Violet nodded her head. She didn’t know what else to do. The fire had begun inside her at the image he’d created. Biting her lip, she crossed her legs where she stood. He circled his desk coming in front of his desk, his hand going to the belt of his jeans. She watched with rapt attention as he opened the belt and then the button. In no time at all, he stood with his jeans down to the knees with his cock in hand.

“Do you trust me, Violet?” he asked.

She tore her gaze away from his large shaft to stare at him. His gaze was penetrating, waiting for her to respond.