He set her ass on the edge of his desk and with an impatient gesture, he swept the surface of his work area clean, knocking the contents to the floor. Shit scattered in all directions and her eyes widened, her pupils dilated so that only a thin ring of blue circled the black orbs as she stared warily at him.
Not giving her any time to think, much less gather her scattered emotions, he eased her down until she lay flat on her back on the desk and her legs dangled over the side of his desk. It made him a complete bastard because he was absolutely taking advantage of a woman who was still reeling from the events of the night. But at the moment, he didn’t give a fuck because he was consumed by the need to taste her. To give her a taste of what her shithead ex hadn’t bothered, or was unable, to give her.
She would leave here satisfied completely and then she’d return to him. Oh yes, she would be his. She just didn’t know that. Yet.
He gently slipped her shoes off, hesitating just a second because the idea of him being between her legs with only those shoes had his dick already leaking pre-cum. That was for later. He’d fuck her in those shoes and nothing else.
He dropped the heels onto the floor and then shoved her dress up her legs and over her hips to gather around her belly. She was clad in lacy, sheer panties that covered golden curls at the V of her thighs. He tugged the thin band, sliding the sheer material down her thighs to her heels and let them drop to the floor.
Impatiently, he nudged her thighs apart and groaned when he got an unimpeded view of her glistening arousal. The pink lips of her pussy beckoned him and he lowered his head, running his tongue between her lips from her slick entrance to her quivering clit.
She cried out and arched violently upward, her legs shaking spasmodically. Clamping his hands on her hips, he held her firmly in place as he began sucking and licking in long strokes. Moisture surged onto his tongue and to his satisfaction he’d been right. She tasted every bit as delicious as he’d imagined.
He could die a happy man between her legs, his tongue lightly fucking her, tasting her from the inside out. With light laps, he worked his way up to her clit and circled the taut bud until she let out a keening wail. Then he rimmed her entrance with the blunt tip of one fingertip, slipping only the slightest way in.
As she got wetter around his finger, he grew bolder with both his hand and his tongue. He stroked her velvety walls, reaching deeper to the slightly rougher area of her G-spot. As soon as he exerted light pressure and suckled gently at her pulsing clitoris, she went wild, bucking, her breaths loud and forceful.
“Oh my God,” she said in awe, wonder in her voice. “I had no idea it could be this way, that it could feel so good. So . . . perfect.”
Her words slid over his ears like the finest silk and he experienced an ego boost like no other he’d ever felt. This woman deserved a man who could satisfy and please her in bed, and he had every intention of being that man. He was claiming her, putting his stamp on her, even if he didn’t fully possess her tonight.
Knowing he would have her fully, completely, gave him a surge of sheer male satisfaction.
He gently sucked her pulsing clit between his lips as he added a second finger, stroking in and out.
“Oh. Oh!” she gasped. “I don’t want it to end. It’s too perfect. Oh my God. What do I do? I feel like I’m coming apart!”
“Let it happen, Angel,” he murmured. “Let yourself feel the pleasure and forget all about the past. This is how it should feel when a man takes care of his woman and isn’t a selfish bastard out to please only himself.”
He stretched her more with his fingers and then began to stroke in and out, enjoying the silky walls of her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit until her entire body was rigid, her bottom lifted entirely off the desk as if desperate for his mouth.
He felt the ripple of her pussy around his fingers and cursed the fact that it wasn’t his cock. He was so hard that it hurt and his straining erection felt as though it were about to split apart. He’d never wanted a woman so badly in his life and he’d damn sure never been this aroused—and unselfish.
“Give it to me,” he demanded. “Come in my mouth, Angel. Let me taste you.”
He withdrew his fingers and then moved his mouth down to her opening and slid his fingers up to her clit to caress as he licked and sucked her sweet juices.