“Mr. Davis, I don’t know if….” I gasp before I can finish my thought.
He plants warm kisses down my neck. “I knew the first time I saw you that I wanted you. And I get what I want, Annabelle.”
My mind resists, but my body craves his touch. His hands move over me, and he unzips my dress while pressing his firm lips down my neck.
“Mr. Davis…Kalin”
His lips drift down to my shoulder as he tugs my dress down, exposing my black pearl lace bra. His eyes widen with delight as he lifts my bra over my breasts, exposing my hardening nipples. Moving his large hands over me, he massages my nipples with his thumbs and caresses my breasts with his strong fingers. My desire to push him away is overwhelmed by his erotic touch. I’m melting in his hands, and instead of resisting, I push my hands over his broad shoulders, pulling his body into me.
I feel his hot breath over my nipple, and the warm sensation of his lips coming down on my breast. His lips suction and sear my breast, tipping off over my nipple with his lips and teeth. The sensation is tormenting and divine. He circles my other nipple with his thumb, caressing me and pushing me closer to the edge with every stroke.
“Mr. Davis…I…” He kisses me on the mouth before I can finish my thought, scrambling my brain further with desire and delirium.
He breaks the kiss and moves his mouth over my nipple again, swirling his tongue around my bare tip. “You didn’t read this in the contract?”
“No…no,” I cry out louder than I intend. He gently clamps my hard nipple between his teeth, causing a jolt of erotic pain to race down my spine.
“I have to touch you, Annabelle. You’re so goddamn sexy I have to touch you. Do I have to put that in the fucking contract?” He growls deep into my chest.
“No…no, Mr. Davis. I just want…”
My back arches as his deep voice vibrates over my hardened nipples, sending waves of pleasure down my back. His mouth slides over my aching breast, and I close my eyes and pull him close.
“So sweet.” He groans just before his mouth comes down on my other breast, my center wet and aching now.
“I…don’t care…about…”
He ignores my pleas and sucks and nibbles on my other nipple.
His breath is hot on my bare tips, sucking me hungrily.
“Contract…” I can barely hiss at him while he rakes his lips and teeth over my nipples.
His fingers torture me now as his mouth moves over my chest and down my stomach in a moist, warm trail. He kneels and tugs my dress down over my panties, now wet from his unrelenting assault. I plunge my fingers into his plush, wavy hair. Kalin groans and continues to move his lips and tongue over my skin. Running his mouth along my waist, he drops his head down in front of my lace-trim thong panties and inhales the scent of my arousal with a satisfied moan.
He tugs my wet panties down, and my legs spread for him while he runs his tongue over my thigh. “You’re so beautiful, Annabelle. You smell so sweet. I could stay here all fucking day just smelling your sweetness.”
My fingers run through his thick, soft hair, and I gasp and pant as my body is turned over to his erotic assault. Watching him devour me with so much satisfaction adds to the surge of pleasure already overtaking every part of me.
“Should I stop?” His tone is mocking but playful. “Should we go read the contract again?” He exhales with amusement into my aching center.
“Please…” I whimper. “Please shut up about the contr…” The sensations subdue me, and I cannot finish my thoughts, let alone my spoken words.
Kalin is moving his tongue inside of me now, grazing my clit and huffing into my center. I feel his whiskers move against me as he pushes his tongue inside of my wet desire.
I pull his hair and push my pelvis into him, feeling the climax building like a flood brimming against a dam ready to explode from its power.
Kalin continues his assault, moving and flicking his tongue over my swelling insides, and lapping me up. His eyes sparkle before he buries his face in me and I clench around him. My channel is hot and wet and aching.
I feel another climax build, and Kalin briefly stops. “Should…I…stop?” He exhales between hot slicks of his tongue.
“No…No…” is the only response I manage to breathe out.
He breathes hot on me and continues lapping me up, before the last brush of his whiskers and the last lap of his tongue send me shimmying with an inferno that ignites my center and sends a fiery rush of ecstasy through my entire body.
I shriek and come in a blinding orgasm.
“None of that is approved in the contract,” he growls between my legs.