Holly
I didn’t know what to say. I felt trapped. I felt aroused. I felt… God, I didn’t know what I felt. I just knew this man drove me crazy. The way he looked at me—his ice-blue eyes almost ablaze—could have made me orgasm right there on the spot. He wouldn’t even have to touch me.
“You win.” The words were out of my mouth before I could even think about stopping myself.
“I always do, sweetheart. But how about you tell me what exactly I won?”
That did it. It was humiliating enough that I was standing there in my underwear and he was still fully clothed. Or that he seemed so damn calm while my body betrayed me by making that damn wet spot on my panties. But he actually wanted more from me, while he stood there not giving anything in return. I started to push past him, pulling my skirt down. As I went to button up my shirt, I noticed it no longer had any buttons.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. He arched an eyebrow, looking at me bemusedly.
“Need to borrow a shirt?” His slow smile softened his eyes.
“Well, since you destroyed mine, I feel it would be only fitting that you let me borrow one of yours.” He moved closer to me once again, closing the gap between us.
“I can lend you a shirt, but wouldn’t you rather let me explore your naked body with my fingers and tongue? I want to know if your pussy has lips as luscious as your mouth does. I never said you had to be in bed for me to eat you out.” He looked devilish. “Besides, we never got dessert, and that is my favorite part of the meal.” Before I could say anything, he had his mouth back on mine. My brain fogged with lust, all reason flying out the window. His kiss was hungry and intense. There was a lot of passion and a little bit of anger mixed in with it.
“From the moment you walked into that office, I’ve wanted to fuck you. All I could think about was sinking my cock deep inside the warmth of your pussy. I dreamed about you screaming my name and begging me to give it to you. I want you to drown in my come, and I want to drink from your cunt until you run dry. Tonight, I’m going to show you just how good it can feel.” He whispered against my mouth while he used his finger to touch my clit. He ran circles around it with his thumb, simultaneously using his index finger to penetrate me.
“You’re so tight and warm. I can’t wait until my dick is buried deep inside you.” His finger kept sliding in and out. I tilted my head back in ecstasy. This man definitely knew what he was doing; I couldn’t make myself feel this good even if I tried. Just as I was about to climax, he stopped.
“What are you doing?”
“Did that feel good? Were you about to just come?”
“Damn it, Bryant, you know I was.”
“Ask for it.”
“What?” What did he mean, ask for it?
“I want you to tell me like a good girl what you want me to do to you.” Was he serious? I couldn’t do that. I had barely even been kissed before. I sure as hell had never been kissed the way this man had kissed me. I was about to squirm away when I felt him add another finger, stretching me even more. He began pumping in and out, slowly. A sigh escaped my lips. Then he stopped again.
“Ask for it. Tell me what you want.” The need for release was overpowering me.
“Please don’t stop,” I pleaded.
“Tell me what you want, Holly.”
“I want you to get me off.” The words escaped my lips as if they had a mind of their own.
“Good girl.” He kissed my lips, then began to move his mouth down my body, making me shiver. His lips felt warm. His tongue came out, and he licked a path all the way to my navel.
“Spread your legs for me,” he demanded. I didn’t dare refuse. I opened my thighs, and he slowly started to pull my panties down my legs, taking them off completely and leaving me exposed to his stare.
“Beautiful,” he whispered as he began kissing my outer lips. “Sweetheart, hold your pussy open for me.” His words were crude, but the sheer intensity made me even wetter. I did as he asked, pulling my lips apart, exposing myself to him. He slowly began to lick me from my clit to my ass. He then inserted two fingers into my pussy and started to pump in and out as he focused on my clitoris, his licks and sucks bringing me to ecstasy.
“You taste so sweet,” he whispered, bringing his finger to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked as he continued to make me orgasm.