Tales of Darkness & Sin - Pepper Winters Page 0,134

outer thighs.

Anticipation causes my heart to pound wildly in my chest. He slides his hands up toward my hips and hooks his fingers in the waistband of my flimsy lace panties. “Lift your ass.”

I release a breath, bracing my feet against the cool floor and pushing my butt up so Foster can drag my panties down my legs. My skin heats even though he can already see most of me.

Now he can see everything.

When he draws the panties off, he doesn’t toss them along with the other clothes like I expect him to. He stuffs them into his pocket, giving me a wolfish grin.

“I’ll be keeping those.”

My face heats even more. I feel a twinge of embarrassment but much more pleasure at the thought of him keeping my panties. Looking at them later and remembering this.

My heart jumps as he suddenly pulls me forward until my ass hangs over the edge of the seat. He crawls forward and drapes my long legs over his shoulders. His hand snakes behind my body, brushing my bare lower back and then pressing lower as he positions me where he wants me—with my exposed pussy right in front of his mouth.

Oh, God, is he going to…?

He does. I cry out as his mouth latches onto me and instinctively try to pull my legs closed. His strong arm locks around one thigh, catching it before I can. He spreads my legs wider, keeping that thigh trapped and wrapping his other hand around my hip to hold onto me.

It’s a good thing, too, because when he pushes his tongue into me, I nearly fly off the chair.

“Foster,” I say on a gasp, grabbing onto the padded arms of the office chair.

He’s gentle at first, exploring this new area of my body, listening to the way I respond to him so he knows his way around. He, too, is a fast learner. It takes him maybe a minute to figure out just where to lick to make my legs shake, to master the exact right speed and pressure. He dominates my pussy the same way he dominated my mouth when he kissed me.

I was already so wound up from riding his thigh, I can’t hold on for long. He doesn’t let me. He drives me straight over the edge, grabbing my hand and holding it as I cry out his name and come apart in Daddy’s office chair.

My body is boneless in the aftermath. Foster unlatches and looks at me, but I close my eyes, soaking up the incredible feeling.

He doesn’t let me rest for long. He pulls me to my feet but I don’t have all the strength back in my legs yet, so I wrap my arms around him and rest my head against his firm, muscled chest.

“Thank you,” I murmur.

I feel a rumble as he chuckles, tenderly petting my hair. “Such good manners.”

“Mm-hmm. Keep an eye on your mailbox; you’ll be getting a card, too.”

Foster kisses my head, then he gently tugs me away from him, his gaze traveling down my body. Once he’s sure I’m steady on my feet, he lets me go.

I’m still feeling a little spacey, but some of my focus comes back when his hand drops to his waistband and he begins unbuckling his belt.

I thought I was sated, but the sight of him undoing his pants triggers a new strain of desire. I don’t know if he wants me to suck him first or not, so I look to him for direction. “Do you still want me on the desk?”

He nods as he draws his belt off, tossing it behind him. Then he steps forward and starts gathering my hair in his hand, making a ponytail to wrap around his fist. My heart skitters with excitement and nerves as he uses it to guide me closer to the desk. He pushes me forward until my tummy and breasts are smashed against the cold, hard surface, then he lets go of my hair. He grabs my hips, running his hands down them before commanding, “Hold onto the edge of the desk.”

I do as he says, grabbing the front edge of the desk as he smoothes a hand over the curve of my butt and gives it a little squeeze. I love feeling his hands on me. I close my eyes and sigh a little.

I get so caught up in the gentle, lovely feeling of him caressing my ass, I’m not at all prepared when his fingers slide inward and graze