Well This Sucks - CoraLee June Page 0,87

Diego’s mouth felt so good on my body that I almost forgot the clamps I was holding. I pulled back far enough to connect one clamp to each nipple.

I felt Diego’s cock harden beneath me.

My breasts stung. Yep. This was a fucking torture device.

“You alright?”

“These things hurt. Holy hell,” I said while squirming.

Diego chuckled as he tugged on one of the clamps, nearly tearing off my nipple in the process. “I think I can help,” he said with a wicked grin. I watched in hungry anticipation as his engorged fangs sunk into my skin. A quick burst of pleasure invaded my senses as he pulled blood into his mouth from my full cleavage.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered. It was an out-of-body experience. I started bucking against his length, seeking out the right rhythm for maximum pleasure. Diego ripped the handcuff from the chair, his hands finding my hips. He started guiding me along, driving me into him as he drank. My head turned dizzy.

He tore away from me, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. The high I felt as I ground against him was hot. “Your sweet cunt is so needy, grinding up against me. You want me to make you come, baby?”

“Yes,” I rasped.

Diego tugged himself free from the handcuff with an easy jerk, his super strength making the entire moment feel frantic. After a moment, he lifted me up, then easily set me on the conference table...where I worked...where my boss’s boss was sitting thirty minutes ago...fuck. This was Pornhub material. Diego tore at the slit in my skirt, then rolled up the fabric. Once he ripped my black lace panties from my body, he whispered praises over my heat. “You’re glistening for me.”

Diego dipped his head down and disappeared between my thighs. I moaned as his mouth covered my sex and he flicked his tongue over my clit. I ground against his face, moving in rhythm with Diego sucking and licking.

“I’m getting close,” my voice came out thick with need.

“Come for me,” Diego purred, slipping his fingers inside and bringing me to ecstasy.

My entire body tensed as Diego intensified his movements, allowing the waves of my orgasm to crash over me. When my muscles relaxed, he slowed the motions of his fingers and then withdrew from me.

“That was incredible,” I gasped, still out of breath from the release of pleasure. Diego wasn’t done with me yet, though.

“I’m not fucking you for the first time at your work,” he whispered.

“But that sounds like fun,” I whined.

He chuckled while stroking himself over his pants. “Soon, gorgeous.”

I don’t know if it was our emotional connection or the physical attraction, but I had never had sex like this before. Diego knew my body—every kiss, caress, and fuck was like it was designed only for me. I was ready to take this to the next level. I loved oral sex, but if we kept doing this, his lips were going to prune.

A knock on the door made me come crashing down to reality. “Drew? Are you in there? I got the photo of me with Michelle Obama. I can’t find Graham anywhere.” I leaned forward and pressed my forehead against Diego’s.

“Who is that?” he whispered.

“My boss. She’s been acting super weird today. By the way, thanks for the heads-up that she’s some sort of fang chaser,” I chastised him. “Also, you ripped my skirt! How am I supposed to walk out of here with my skirt ripped?!”

Diego licked his lips and ran his nose along my cheek. “I’ll handle it.”

He got up and cracked open the door. “Hello, Lacey.”

I could hear Lacey choking on air as she took in the sight of my ruffled...boyfriend? Fated mate? Labels were hella complicated. “K-king Diego,” she sputtered.

I had just taken off the nipple clamps and was buttoning up my shirt when I heard Diego chuckle. “No need to bow, Lacey. Would you mind finding Drew a new skirt? We kind of got carried away.” My boss was bowing. What a surreal sucking day.

“Oh, of course. I have a spare in my office. I’ll get it right now. Do you need anything else? Blood? A car?”

“Just some privacy,” Diego replied. I pictured him winking at my boss. Cocky, flirty bastard.

“Yes, of course. Thank you so much for gracing us with your presence. I’ll go get that right now. Thank you!”

It wasn’t until I heard the door shut that I let out the breath I was holding. “That is so strange,” I said while shaking my