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This moment feels too serious. Too real.

I laugh nervously. “Good thing it’s just a myth.”

I want to add that it’s a good thing he doesn’t think I’m the love of his life, but the words won’t seem to work their way past my lips.

“I’ve decided on your punishment.”

He reaches down, lifting my foot and letting my shoe rest on the arm of his chair. He does the same with the other foot, and heat rushes to my face.

“What are you doing?”

Without saying a word, he pushes my skirt until it’s bunched up around my waist.

“Jafar?”

He gives me a wicked grin as he reaches around me for his letter opener. I know what’s about to happen, but I just can’t seem to believe it. He slides the cool metal against my hip and into my panties. With one swift move, he cuts the material. He does the same to the other side and my panties fall from my body onto the desk.

“Lean back, little mouse.”

If I do that, I’m going to be exposed right in front of his face, which is what he probably wants. But is it what I want?

“Ellie,” he warns.

The answer is yes. I would want this even if he hadn’t used that tone on me. Slowly, I lean back. He surprises me by pulling me forward so my butt is at the edge of the desk. Oh, my good god. I feel more exposed than I do at my yearly gynecology exam, but this is different. Because it’s Jafar, and my body seems to have warring reactions to what’s happening. I’m wet between my legs, but I’m also scared. What if he asks too much of me? Al said Jasmine laughed, saying that I was still a virgin. Does Jafar know that I am? Would he even care?

“Jafar,” I whisper. “Please don’t do anything that we can’t take back.”

“I won’t.”

And then he pushes my legs apart. My heart pounds as hot breath hits me right before his mouth covers my clit. His tongue swirls around the sensitive bud, and I groan loud and deep. For the third time in less than a month, he’s doing something to me that I’ve never done before. And I know I’m going to hell because I love it.

“Oh god. This feels so much better than your fingers,” I whisper as I cover my face.

He laughs, the deep rumble making me shudder. His beard rubs against my inner skin right before he resumes licking and sucking. When he flicks his tongue inside of me, I arch my back off the desk. It feels foreign, but it also feels right. He presses his hand on my pubic bone, pushing me down. There are so many unfamiliar sensations happening that I’m having a hard time keeping up. All I can do is spread my legs wider and rock against Jafar’s hot mouth.

“That’s right, little mouse. Fuck my face.”

His words should repel me, but they don’t. If anything, I rock harder.

“Jafar,” I beg. “I need more.”

I moan loudly when he slips a finger inside of my pussy while he sucks on my clit. Pleasure coils deep in my stomach.

“I’m so close.”

I swear he sucks harder, sending me over the edge. I cry out as I come, and he laps up all of my orgasm. When he lifts his head, I can see my arousal in his beard, and it makes me wet all over again. Jafar leans back in the chair, pulling me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him. His erection is hard between us.

“Ride me.”

“Jafar, we can’t do this.”

“I’m not going to fuck you. Just ride me like this.”

He arches his hips, pressing his erection against my center. I can’t stop the sound of pleasure that slips past my lips. Leaning forward, I brush my lips against his, knowing wearecrossing a line. I can taste myself on him and it does something to me. His hands go to my hips as he arches into me again. And what do I do? I rock.

It takes me a moment to find my groove since I’ve never done this before, but soon each thrust hits that sweet spot that sends shockwaves of pleasure through me. Jafar catches my mouth for a kiss as his hand slips under my shirt to my bra.

“Let me see your tits.”


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