“Did you imagine I’d taste bad?” she asked. Her voice was breathy and halting. Her small hands had been working at my buttons and spreading them apart until she had my chest bare.
“No,” I said. “I’ve spent more time thinking about what it’d be like to fuck you than I care to admit.”
“Yeah? How did you imagine it.”
“You on your knees. Crawling toward me begging for my cock. First in your mouth, then I take you from behind and you moan my name.”
Darcy lowered her chin, meeting my eyes and biting her lip. A slow grin spread across her lips–they were already reddened from the intensity of our kisses. “Like this?” she asked, scooting off me and lowering herself to her knees in front of me. Her skirt was still hiked up and I could see the tantalizing triangle of her panties. She planted one hand in front of the other, crawling back towards me, eyes never leaving mine. “I want to suck your cock, Mr. Lockwood.”
Dominic. In my fantasies she’d always called me Dominic.Still, this was close enough.
“Come and get it,” I breathed.
She obliged, crawling until she was on her knees between my legs. She opened up my belt, undid my button, and then lowered the zipper of my slacks. With a forceful tug, she yanked my pants down below my ass. I could see the shape of my erection trying to free itself from my black underwear. She stared down at it, eyes slowly traveling from base to tip, then up to meet my gaze again. “That’s big.”
“Show me how much you can handle, Darcy.”
She swallowed, then pulled the elastic of my underwear down until my cock sprung free. She grinned at the sight of it swinging upright in front of her face, then her amusement faded. She wrapped her fingers around the base of me and her hands looked even smaller. It twitched at her touch and I arched my back, groaning with relief. I didn’t know how badly I’d needed to have her hands on me until now. It felt so good, I wasn’t sure how I’d ever stop wanting this, but that was a problem for later.
“In your mouth,” I commanded.
She licked her lips again, then parted them and slid the tip of me inside. She was warm, wet, and fucking wonderful. She slowly pumped her hand up and down, matching the movement of her head as she took a little more of me with each pump. I couldn’t help myself so I took a fistful of her hair and started to push her head down as I thrust up into her mouth. She put a palm on my thigh, pressing hard when I was too rough, but letting me fuck her face as I gradually found her limits and took full advantage of them. She could handle more of me than I expected, and the sensation of pumping myself into her mouth was unbelievable. Just a few dozen seconds of this would’ve been enough to make me come, so I slowed down and planned to drag it out.
Darcy had other plans. As soon as I eased my grip on her and stopped fucking her face, she put both hands on my shaft and started to pump her hands clockwise and counter clockwise as her head bobbed up and down. The wet sound of her mouth on me filled the noisy city air and all I could do was throw my head back and gasp.
“Jesus Christ,” I hissed. “Slow down. You’re going to make me come.”
She moaned something with her mouth full of me and didn’t stop. She kept pumping and I felt my orgasm rushing forward. I gripped her head, trying to stop her movement, but her hands kept going and she met my eyes as her pink tongue darted out and circled the head of my cock.
“Fuuck,”I gasped. My cock twitched and I came. It spurted free, mostly missing her but not completely. She moaned and continued to lick me, lapping it up and sitting back to wipe her mouth with a sexy ass smile when she was done.
I was breathing hard. I put a hand to her cheek and shook my head. “I wasn’t planning on coming yet.”
“Too bad. Now you’ll have to return the favor, I guess. Unless you happen to have a condom with you.”
“I wasn’t planning on fucking my employee tonight. So, no. I don’t.”
She gave a little shrug. “Raincheck, then.”
“I’m not done with you,” I growled. I lifted her and set her on the couch, spreading her legs. Her white cotton panties were absolutely soaked. I let out a low sound at the sight of it as I positioned myself at the other end of the couch. I lowered my head to kiss between her thighs. Darcy leaned back, head upright to watch and leaning on her elbows against the cushions. I kissed her all over, savoring the anticipation. She dug her fingers into my scalp, gripping my hair and squirming.
“Please,” she breathed.
“Please what?” I teased.
“Lick me there.”
I dragged the tip of my tongue up her inner thigh, prompting a wave of goosebumps to rise there. “You’ll need to be more specific.”
“Eat me out.”
“More specific,” I said.
“Eat my fucking pussy, Dominic,” she half-shouted.
At that same moment, the door to the roof opened and I heard a muffled gasp. “Oh, shit,” Marcus said. “Uh, Dom, when you’re done with that, Ally was asking about you.”
“Not now,” I said, mouth inches from Darcy’s pussy. “Fuck off.”