myself to her, including my lips, and she opens wider, inviting my tongue in.
Finally, I get to taste her lip-gloss.
She bunches her hands, clasping the fabric of my shirt in her fists. My hands travel down her waist until they’re spread over her ass. I pull her in closer. My tongue dives deeper into her mouth, nudging and sucking and exploring every sweet corner of her mouth.
I can hear her moan lightly and I cup and squeeze her scrumptious ass. She leans in, stretching herself over me while I hold her tight. The kiss is turning wilder by the second.
I flip her around so her back is to the desk now, and I nudge her towards it. My mouth pulls away from her lips, gliding down the smoothness of her neck. She wraps her around me and tips herself back to give me better access.
I’m licking her skin, traveling down her cleavage. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for since we first met. I’ve always wanted to touch her here, and now I can. This still feels so wrong, but neither of us is doing anything to stop it.
I push her on to the desk, and she perches on the edge, spreading her legs for me as I wedge in between her thighs.
Blaire’s hair suddenly looks messy. Her gloss is smeared across her cheek. I lower my head so I can nibble on her earlobe. Her dress has already moved up her thighs and I place my hands on her bare skin, stroking and gently caressing that soft spot on the insides of her thighs.
I hear Blaire breathe in deeply. She likes this. Good. I wish she could see my cock right now. It’s already tenting my pants, but I know it’s raging with furious desire to be inside her. Throbbing and growing. I’m going to take her. Nothing is going to stop me. I’m going to possess her and shut her up.
Maybe then, she’ll start listening to what I have to say.
Her hands are on my buttons. She flips my shirt open and feels the chiseled muscles of my torso. My fingers slide in under the dress until I feel lace. I pull her panties down, gliding it over her smooth skin until they fall off to the floor.
Before I know what she’s going to do, she reaches for me. She cups my cock through my pants, and that’s enough. It’s like a switch has been flipped, and I growl with insatiable need.
I’m not going to wait a second longer. It has to happen now.
14
Blaire
Is this really happening? Has Trevor Davenport really pulled my panties down to my ankles and is standing between my legs?
I’m perched on the edge of the desk with my legs open wide. That kiss we just shared, which seemed to last for hours, has seriously blown my mind. Whatever modicum of self-control I still had when he first walked into my office has now left me.
I have his cock in my hand. Well…he still has his pants on, but I would like to change that. I’m practically half-naked already, so why shouldn’t he be too?
I press his cock. It’s big and throbbing, growing with every passing second. Trevor’s eyes are roaming all over me, taking in every inch of me. My breasts are displaced from the bra and half-hanging out of the dress I’m wearing. His gaze reaches that spot between my legs, which I have opened to him too.
I’m not embarrassed or self-conscious. I want him to see me like this. I’ve waited so long for him to see me like this, and I love the way he’s looking at me. Like he has never looked between a woman’s legs before.
I almost giggle aloud with delight.
But now Trevor is lowering himself to his knees. Right in front of the desk between my legs. I’m about to sit up straight, reeling from the shock and confusion, but he grabs my thighs and tugs me closer to the edge.
His head is now at the same level as my pussy. I gasp with desire as I weave my fingers into his perfect hair.
He gives me no warning. His mouth is on me almost immediately and I wrap my hands around his head and cry out with pleasure. I try to stretch my legs even wider, to welcome him in even deeper. His tongue flicks my swollen clit, sucking and licking my cream, and I can feel my eyes rolling back in my head.