noises, and he said, “Now stroke me, baby, nice and tight, all the way to the head while I take you to the edge.”
She fisted his cock, brushing her thumb over the bead of wetness at the tip, stroking him so perfectly, he nearly lost it. He worked her with his fingers, using his thumb on that taut bundle of nerves, and lowered his mouth to her breast, sucking and grazing his teeth over the peak. She made more pleading noises, rocking her hips to the rhythm of his efforts, and he knew she was close.
“That’s it, baby,” he growled. “Now guide my cock into you, and I’ll make you come.”
She widened her legs, and he pushed the broad head of his shaft inside her. He’d learned that she was super sensitive near her entrance, so he moved in and out of her slowly, using only a few inches.
She grabbed his arms. “Don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop!”
He drove in deeper, withdrawing slowly, then pushed in deep again, withdrawing slowly once more, and continued the maddening rhythm that had him clenching his teeth to keep from coming. She squeezed her legs tight around his hips, and he slanted his mouth over hers, thrusting faster, harder. Her hips bucked and her fingernails dug into his flesh, her inner muscles clenching tight and heavenly around his cock. It took all of his concentration to stave off his orgasm. When she came down from the peak and tore her mouth away to rest her forehead on his shoulder, her body jerked with aftershocks.
He kissed her neck and said, “Still with me, baby?”
“Yes,” she said in one long breath.
“Do you want more?”
She lifted her head and said, “I want everything.”
His heart thundered at the love and lust swimming in her eyes. “Can you stand? I want to see your beautiful ass as I take you from behind.”
She slipped off the desk, still trembling, and held on to him.
“Lie on the couch, sweetheart. You’re too shaky. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her brows knitted, and in pure Chloe fashion, she lifted her chin and straightened her spine, setting a challenging glare on him. “Don’t tell me what I can handle, Mr. Wicked, or I’ll have to punish you.”
Well, fuck him sideways, she was on fire.
She turned toward the desk, spread her legs, and bent at the waist, glancing over her shoulder at him. Her hair fell over one eye, sexier than all his fantasies, as she said, “Think you can handle this?”
“There’s nothing I can’t handle, you gorgeous thing.” He licked between her legs, kissed the soft globes of her ass, and sank his teeth into one just hard enough to hear her cry out. Then he kissed the tender spot and said, “The question is, can you handle me?”
Her eyes hit his with the force of a cyclone. “I like your mouth on me, no matter how you use it.”
“Good to know, baby, because I plan to use it on every inch of you.”
He ran his hands down her back, over her ass, and down her legs, taking his time as he kissed his way north, up her legs from ankle to ass. He teased her sex with his fingers, then used his mouth on her sweet center, caressing her ass as he took his fill. He rose to his feet and ran his hands up her torso, kissing along her spine.
“Justin, please,” she pleaded. “I’m going to lose my mind.”
“Soon,” he promised. “Legs together, sweetness.”
He thrust his cock between her thighs without entering her, sliding along her wetness. Her fingers curled around the other side of the desk as he showered her back and shoulder blades with kisses, fondling her breasts. His hips pressed against her ass, and he said, “Up on your toes, baby.”
She rose onto her toes, bringing her ass higher. He ran his hands over each cheek, squeezing and earning more delicious sounds. He had to taste her one last time, and dropped to his knees, palming her ass as he spread her cheeks and slicked his tongue over her arousal.
“Oh God,” she said huskily, pushing her ass farther up in the air as he licked her again.
He rose to his feet, nestling his cock against her entrance. He put one hand on her shoulder, one on her waist, and drove into her with a single deep thrust, burying himself to the root.
“Oh, Justin—”
He stilled. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head, and it dropped between her shoulders. “No,” she panted out. “You just feel