Seduced by Him(5)
“Tight,” he said, hunger reflecting in his eyes. “And wet.”
“Yes.” I kissed his cheek, wanting his mouth on mine once more. He gave me what I wanted, his tongue finding mine as he dipped his finger into my core. I rocked on his hand, and when he added another finger I moaned into his mouth.
He drew back slightly. “Last chance to stop me.”
“Never,” I returned.
Jeremy’s thumb found my clit and he rubbed it expertly, making me squirm on his desk. I went for his tie first, undoing it and pulling it over his head. I cast it aside and then yanked on his jacket, freeing him from it. He laughed softly at my eagerness as I frantically tried to unbutton him.
“We have all night,” he said, his finger pushing in and out of me as his thumb stayed on my clit.
“Now. I need you now.”
Nodding, he kissed me more and withdrew his hand from my pussy. I wanted it back and fast. He undid his buttons and made short work of his shirt. He pulled his undershirt over his head and tossed it aside. Come-worthy-male-on-a-cracker, he was ripped. As he loosened his belt and opened the front of his pants, my gaze went straight to his groin. His boxer briefs were in the way. I wanted cock and I wanted it now.
Jeremy grabbed me and pushed against me all in one movement. His hard erection pushed at my wet panties. I knew I was soaking his briefs. I didn’t care. I kissed him and he seemed as hungry for me as I was for him.
He moved a hand between us and freed himself. Pushing aside my panties, he stopped kissing me but kept his mouth to mine as he lined up with my core.
“Yes,” I said against his lips. “Please.”
He drove home, slamming into me, making me feel as if I’d break in two at the size of him. He felt good. He felt right. He pumped in long, passionate thrusts, making me pant and grab at his upper body. I needed something, anything to hold on to as he claimed my body completely. Each thrust, each push caused pleasure to shoot throughout my body.
He found the tops of my dress and he yanked it down, forcing my arms to lower as well. My breasts spilled out and over the top of my dress. He closed his lips over one of my nerve-laden nipples as his cock continued to spear me into sweet oblivion. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I didn’t want to.
My orgasm took hold of me, consuming me in flames of passion. My pussy milked his cock and he lost his rhythm. He shoved in and then stopped moving as his cock twitched within me. He kissed his way up my breasts, to my neck and then my lips.
Chapter Four
“I can’t move my arms,” I whispered.
He trailed kisses lower to the tops of my breasts once more. “I know. I like you like this. At my mercy.”
He looked even hotter as he glanced up at me, his chocolate gaze hooded by thick black lashes. Dammit, my vagina pulsed with need, wanting him again.
Needy bitch.
Jeremy reached around me and unzipped my dress more, lowering it so that I had no use of my arms. They were pinned to my sides. He then yanked on the back of my dress, forcing me to lie back on his desktop. He removed my soaked panties and let them fall to the floor. I lay there, open and exposed to him, my breasts hanging out, my pussy spread for his viewing pleasure.
He stroked his long, thick cock, and I wondered how he’d managed to get that to fit in me so perfectly. I blushed as he stared harder at my cunt. His gaze snapped to mine. “Don’t be embarrassed. I love looking at you, and if you knew how fucking sexy you are at this very second you wouldn’t blush, you’d make me promise things I shouldn’t.”
“Like?” I questioned.
“I want to taste you, Ansiley.” He bent before me and kissed a line up my inner thigh. I’d had a few men go down on me before, and each time I’d disliked the intimacy of it—of having their faces between my legs—but this was different. This was Jeremy. The man I’d wanted since the moment I’d laid eyes on him.
He licked my slit and I nearly jolted off the desk. He opened my legs more as his eyes rolled back. He inhaled deeply and then did a dramatic lick from the bottom to the top of my pussy. “You taste divine.”
I squirmed and blushed more, wanting my arms free to do something. I wasn’t sure if it was push him away or pull his head closer and demand he tongue fuck me and soon.
Somehow, with the way my body had responded to him, I think the second idea would have won out.
Jeremy pushed two fingers into me and seemed enamored with the act, watching what he was doing with nothing short of wonder on his handsome face. He looked at my sex as if it was a prized world-cup-holder ranking-number-one va-jay-jay.
He turned his hand so his fingers stroked my G-spot. Reason left me and I threw my head back, moaning like mad, unconcerned with how exposed to him I was. All that mattered was the pleasure. He continued and added his tongue to my clit. My body reacted violently, shaking as I hit another zenith.