“Leon,” I whimper against my palm. “Oh my—fuck, Leon.”
He groans, pushing his tongue inside me. It’s a shallow thrust, but I try to squeeze around him anyway, chasing the feeling of being connected to him.
“You taste so fucking sweet, baby,” Leon declares darkly, pulling his tongue out to speak before shoving it right back in. “This pretty little pussy is so pink and juicy for me, Katya. And you…you’re so responsive, aren’t you? You like getting licked, baby?”
“God,” I hiss, nearly biting my hand to keep quiet. “You’re going to make me get too loud, Leon. It’s so good.” So good that I know it’s going to be over quickly if I don’t hold myself together. I could come at any moment, but I don’t want it to end.
“Mmmm, next time I’ll take you to my bedroom. The walls are soundproofed and that way I can make you scream.” Like he wants to tempt fate and make me scream right here, he latches his mouth around my clit again and lets his nose glide through my lips at the same time. It feels like he’s touching me all over, caressing every single nerve ending.
“Uhhh,” I whine, breathing hard to keep myself from crying out.
“Can you take more, baby?”
I shudder at the thought. At the challenge.
“Yes,” I lie without considering how much more intense things could get.
“Yeah?” he asks, moving a hand. Two thick fingers glide through my pussy lips without warning, making me squirm. The digits tease my center, circling the slick opening without breaching it. “You sure, tesoro?”
“Fuck me,” I beg, pushing back against him with a boldness I wasn’t aware I could possess. “Show me what you can do to me, Leon. I’m yours.”
He sheathes the two fingers in me without a second more of hesitation, filling me up with a delicious stretch. “That’s right, baby. You’re mine.”
Pumping his fingers in and out of me, he lifts his wrist enough to slip his head beneath his hand and licks me some more, teasing my sensitive flesh with long, leisurely strokes of his tongue. My toes try to curl, stopped by the hard floor underneath me, causing my legs to tense instead, my hand shaking as my mouth falls open in a long, desperate moan.
Leon is spurred on by my reaction, repeating the duel motions to drive me further to the brink. His fingers stroke the inside of me while his tongue devours the rest, coaxing a broken cry to spill from my lips. Muffling the sound doesn’t work very well, but I’m too drunk on pleasure to care. In a matter of seconds I know that I’m on the edge, so close to tumbling off of it that my mind goes hazy.
Leon’s hand tightens on my thigh and his pace picks up as he fucks me with his fingers like he can sense that I’m going to orgasm at every movement. My thighs start to tremble around his face, my pussy throbbing and aching with a budding desire for release. My face burns against the desk and fire sings in my blood.
Finding my peak is almost never this easy unless I’ve been worked up quite a bit before touching myself. But with Leon, I’m so overwhelmed with layers of pleasure that I think he could make me climax just by breathing on me the right way.
As if he knows it’s becoming too much, and that my mind is outweighing my body, his tongue slows its assault, guiding me through the pleasure as my shaking begins to calm. Hearing me moaning and breathing out in relief and desire, he takes it up a notch once more, teasing my clit with gliding licks.
The pressure becomes heavenly, not too harsh or too light, helping me build it up to the level I need to reach to come crashing down. My legs have gone from shaking to tense, stiffening as the muscles in my back and stomach clench hard. My nails dig into the wood of the desk’s edge, and I try not to cry out as Leon strokes a sensitive spot inside me.
“There you go, baby,” he mumbles into my cunt. “Just let go, Katya. You’re so close, I can feel it. Your pussy is trying to pull my fingers back in every time I pull them out. You’re ready. Show me how much you like my tongue, tesoro.”
“Ohohoh,” I whimper as quietly as I can.
“If you don’t let go soon, I’ll have to stick my tongue higher and see how you handle that, baby.” Oh my fucking God. “You’d take that like a good little wife too, wouldn’t you? Would my tongue in your ass make you come for me, Katya?”
Whether it’s the sound of him calling me his wife, or the depraved threat of putting his tongue somewhere so naughty, his words do the trick. Crying out, I press my lips into the desk instead of my hand, my back arching and my butt pushing back into Leon’s face.
“Yesss,” I hiss, seeing stars burst behind my eyes as the heat of an orgasm crashes through me. My breath comes out in broken pants as the height of pleasure takes over, sending me reeling.
Leon fucks me through it, pumping his fingers inside me as my pussy pulses around them, flooding his mouth with cum. He lavishes my pussy with gentle licks and kisses, rubbing me through the spikes of arousal and making sure to milk every last second of it from me.
Slumping against his desk, my knees cave in, unneeded to keep me steady with the thick wood beneath me. Leon moves so that I don’t have to, coming around to check on me. His pants have been rebuttoned, but a new bulge fills them out and I relish in the fact that eating me out turned him on. I watch drunkenly as he licks the shiny proof of my arousal from his mouth, his eyes darkening as he looms down over me.
“How do you feel, Katya?”
“Perfect,” I reply dreamily. Smiling, I sit up on my elbows to get a better look at him. His pants may be back in place, but his shirt is still off and that makes for a lovely view. “You’re hard again.”
“I didn’t really stop being hard,” he replies, smirking. “I barely softened after you drank me dry. You were too nice of a view to ignore.”
“Why thank you,” I flirt back, blushing. “That was…I’ve never gone that far before. I always thought mouth stuff would be a little too messy for my taste, but I liked it very much.”
Chuckling, Leon catches my chin and runs his thumb over my lips. “I love when you say things like that, you know? You’re so open and honest, it’s refreshing.”