“You’re delicious…” he whispers, brushing my drenched thong against my lips. I feel the scent of lust and sin, my own fluids smearing my lips, and only then does he let the thong fall to the floor. “It drives me fucking crazy,” he continues, leaning into me; with the tip of his tongue, he licks my lips, tasting my pussy there.
I grab his cock, anxious to feel it sliding inside my pussy, but he grabs me by the wrist and stops me. “I want to taste you first,” he says and, acting on it, he goes down to his knees. With one hand on the back of my knee, he places my right leg over his shoulder and then leans into me. I place both my hands on his head, my insides clenching as he places his face between my thighs; when he runs his tongue between my wet folds, I can’t help but let out one loud moan.
Grabbing his hair by the root, I pull him into me with a violent movement. He doesn’t fight back; he dives into me with a vengeance, his open mouth sucking on my drenched pussy. When he flicks his tongue at my clit, I feel as if I was hit by thunder. My whole body tenses up and I start swaying my hips from side to side, rubbing my pussy against his face as if tomorrow would never come.
“Yes, yes,” I moan, bright lights flashing behind my closed eyelids. My moans become louder and louder, and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming. If I keep being this loud, everyone will know what we’re doing inside his office. Even now, my brain is drowning in pleasure, I can still hear the noise from outside the office, the traders going about their business just a few feet away from me and Mason. Oh, if anyone barged in and saw us fucking… Mason and his step-daughter fucking—I can already see the headlines. Now that would be a mess.
Closing my eyes, I throw my head back and try to keep quiet. It’s harder than it seems, but somehow, I manage to do it. Mason doesn’t seem to care about it, though. Instead of taking it easy, he licks my pussy in a feverish frenzy; feeling me on the verge of exploding, he presses two fingers over my clit and starts to rub it in that maddening rhythm.#p#分页标题#e#
“Oh, fuck…” I hiss, my body like a coiled spring. Experienced as he is, it doesn’t take long for me to snap. Grinding my teeth hard enough to shatter them, I let a wave of ecstasy wash over me. My muscles tremble and twitch, and pleasure rages through me like a midnight storm.
I’m breathing so hard even my lungs are complaining; still, Mason doesn’t ease up. He keeps lapping at my pussy, working me with his tongue and fingers until the orgasm finally starts to subside.
Taking my leg out from his shoulder, he goes up to his feet, the Devil’s grin on his face. “Delicious,” he whispers, running his tongue over his wet lips. The skin around his mouth is glistening, my fluids dripping down his face, and the urge to kiss him overwhelms me. I crush my mouth against his and part his lips with my tongue. My own flavor coats my tongue and crawls up to my brain, making me feel dizzy. There’s something wicked about tasting myself in the lips of a man like Mason.
“Delicious,” I repeat, smiling at him while I run my tongue over my lips. “No wonder you like it so much.”
“That’s right,” he says, pressing his body against mine. His hands are on my ass now, squeezing my cheeks gently; I grab his cock and angle it down, pointing its tip straight at my wetness.
“Fuck me now,” I urge him, trying to place his glans against my pussy. He resists, not moving, and simply looks me in the eye. “I can’t wait any longer… I need it now.”
Like a predator moving on its prey, he places both hands under my ass and lifts me up, pinning me against the wall while I lace my legs behind his lower back. God, my heart is about to burst right now.
“You’ll have to do better than that.” Grabbing his cock, he comes closer and starts to rub his glans against my pussy lips, moving it up and down its length. I try to thrust, desperate to feel his thickness pushing against my inner walls, but he simply keeps on teasing me.
“Please, Mason… Please…” I moan, placing both of my hands on his bare ass and trying to reel him in. Grinning, he feeds one inch of his thick cock inside of me, and my fingernails dig into his ass cheeks. I want more; I need more. “Please…” I beg again, my voice like frail glass. He gives me one more inch and I throw my head back, hitting it against the wall. “Please…” I repeat, just like a prayer. I’m desperate now.
“There’s nothing better than hearing you beg…” he whispers against my ear and, with one violent thrust, he impales me on his cock. I scream, forgetting all about the dozens of people hanging around Mason’s office. There’s still a semblance of rationality inside of me, though. I close my mouth and, gritting my teeth, trying to keep silent as Mason slides his cock out of me. But then, when he thrusts again, another scream crawls up my throat. I hiss and moan, fighting against the urge to scream like a banshee, but Mason seems hell bent on fucking me so hard that screams of pleasure become mandatory.