of my lips and moves down to my neck, biting me and then sucking in. The elevator pings, and I pick her up. Her dress hikes up so far that it’s only covering her ass as she wraps her long legs around my waist. I walk to the door, one hand around her waist, the other looking for the fucking key. I finally get it open, and I shut the door with my foot and then press her frantically against the wall. Her tongue slides into my mouth as her fingers fuss with the tie around my neck. I leave her mouth and I move my mouth down to her neck biting her exactly where I know her heart beats. I suck it right after I bite it and her head hits the wall and I look up and see her eyes are closed.
“Stay with me,” I say, and I move down to the top of her dress. I kiss her, and as I trail kisses down, I move her dress lower and lower until her nipple comes out, and I take the little pink pebble into my mouth. She moans out now as I press her deeper into the wall, my cock aligned right over her covered pussy.
“Casey,” she says as her hands now go into my hair, and she holds on to me as I move from one nipple to the other. I let go of the other nipple, and I look down at her. Her dress is pushed down and her nipples are now out and glistening with the wetness of my mouth. Her back arches, and she tries to press into my cock as she moves her hips. “Casey,” she says, and this time, her eyes flutter open and she looks at me. Her eyes are filled with lust, I peel her from the wall and walk into the living room.
“Where do you want me to devour you at?” I ask her, not giving a shit at this point. “Couch or bed?”
She looks at me. “Anywhere you want, cowboy.” Her words are a whisper, and I think about taking her to the bedroom and laying her in the middle of the bed and feasting on her, but the need to feast on her makes me stop midway, and I place her on the couch. Her dress is hiked up, barely covering her. She watches my every move, and when I get on my knees and pull her legs forward until her ass is on the edge, she falls back a bit. But she gets up on her elbows as she watches me.
“I owe you,” I say, and she just looks at me. “There is no way these panties are going to survive.” I look at the lace panties, and in one move, I rip them off her. I’m face-to-face with her pussy, and I don’t even take a minute to look at her. I can’t; my mouth waters to taste her, and taste her I do. My mouth devours her pussy in one lick. One long, wet lick until I suck in her clit. Her moans are louder than before, and I look up at her as I bite down on her clit, and her legs close around my head. Her taste is addictive, and when she tries to sit up, I slip one of my fingers in her. Her arms give out. “Fuck,” I hiss, turning to kiss her inner thigh and slip another finger into her. “I’m going to spend the rest of the night making you come over and over again.” I don’t even know if she can hear me between her pants and her moans. “Over and over again.” I suck in her clit. “You're going to come.” I move my fingers just a touch faster. “On my tongue.” I slide my tongue in with my fingers, tasting her on my tongue again, and now it’s my turn to moan. “On my fingers,” I say, moving just a touch faster, and her hips move now while my tongue circles her clit, once and then twice. “And then,” I say, my voice going soft and my fingers stopping. She groans, and her eyes open again this time only halfway. “With my cock,” I say, looking into her eyes, and my thumb moves back and forth on her clit as I finger fuck her until she comes on my fingers.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Olivia
“With my cock.” He looks into my eyes, and I get lost in him.