“You said you weren’t a troublemaker but you are,” I rasp. “What do you think I should do with you?”
“What do you want to do?”
I roll my shoulders, to temp the fire raging in me. “Want you to let me kiss you again.”
Excitement bursts in her eyes, making my heart pound like a hammer of the gods for her. She’s so damn precious and pure that I feel like a greasy motherfucker who should be in the gutter and not graced with breathing the same air as her.
Knowing that other men have done just that, knowing that they’ve seen what’s meant for my eyes only awakens ideas about setting them all on blaze and Raye must’ve seen something in my gaze, because she tugs at my arm.
“Hey,” she murmurs, looking up at me. “How about that kiss?”
Her chest rises and falls like sweet waves in an exotic ocean and I thoughtfully rub my jaw, hypnotized by the little clues her body gives that tells me she might want me back as much as I want her.
When she starts rubbing her thighs, a grin spreads over my face over how needy she suddenly is but it dies the second she decides to grip her tits in her small palms and she lets out an enticing moan that makes everything else go silent.
It’s just her and me now, her body, the flaring of her hair, the smoothness of her skin, those eyes that saydrink me and you’ll never want anything else.
Fuck, I’m so in love. Obsessed. Mad about her. A lifetime won’t be enough to have my fill of her.
But she seems upset now, pushing out with her chest and she tugs at my arm again. “Trent, you said you were going to...”
I shut her up by doing profane things to her mouth, but she eagerly laps it all down and clasping her face in my hands, I feel it heat up like little rays of sun. It makes an overwhelming joy, I’ve never felt before take root in my body, the body that I’ll use to protect her, pleasure her and breed her.
The thought of spreading those tender, virgin legs and bury myself in something as pretty as her, would make a more sensitive man weep.
“You know you can ask me to do anything for you,” I murmur against her lips, “I’ll care for you, cover your tracks, lie for you...”
“Not s...sure what you’re talking about,” Raye breathes and my eyes sharply go to hers. Her own eyes flicker, not wanting to meet my gaze.
Just as I suspected all along. A troublemaker.
Leaning back away from her, I grin when she shoots me an aggressive glance and when she reaches for me her nails, look like sharp little claws.
“More,” she says, automatically giving her tits a bossy little shake to get me back. “Trent...” she whimpers and I let out a curse, too low for her to hear and I cup her little body and put her up on the desk, before I sit down in the chair.
She looks like she’s about to protest, say something along the lines of “this is my boss’s office” but I interrupt her, “Spread.”
Her eyes round, knees trembling but she listens to me, pushing them apart but only good enough to work with. Tracing my hands under her skirt, I hook the strings of her panties, the black ones that I saw earlier today and carefully take them off.
Wrapping them around my hand, I shove my palm down my pants and let the fabric slide over my length, making Raye let out a groan in fascination and I groan with her, pushing her skirt up.
A little too fast maybe, because she jerks but all I can do right now is curse myself for not having done this sooner. I’ve lived my life without her pussy, spent my days without knowing that something this delicate exists.
Her core is sopping wet and fully open for me and I place a flat tongue against it. She starts moaning, already sounding out of control and I play a game of push and pull with her pussy, until she starts creaming and she grips my hair.
Girly fingers, dig into my scalp and her eyes flutter as she exposes more of herself to me, trying to get me to see as much of her as possible like she knows it’ll enchain me. Gripping my aching shaft I can’t wait to fill her with my load and I hump the underside of the table for some relief, my face stuck in between her thighs and I revel in her stickiness.
“Never had anything as sweet as you between my lips,” I moan, ready to do whatever it takes to make her love me right back. “You got your little hooks deep in me.”
“I d...do?”
“Fuck yes.”
Breathing like a little pet, that’s just been let out of the cage she traces her fingers down, pinching and playing with her clit, baiting me to give her greedy ass more and I lock her in. Clasping her hips, I encourage her to fuck me back, pump and twitch and twist against me and she lets out a breathy, soundless cry when she comes.
Her flavor coats my mouth but it’s just an appetizer and I want more, ripping another orgasm out of her before the first one is over. Rubbing the corners of my mouth against her thighs, I pull my head up only to see her strung out over the table.
“Sunray?” I say throatily but she only twitches in response. “You okay?”