Page 19 of Unchained

“I was thinking of you sitting at your desk. Your legs spread, and my face wedged between your thighs.” I stalk in slowly, savoring every rise and fall of her lungs, every second of her cheeks blushing hotter. “I was thinking about you struggling to talk to a client on the phone while I fucked you with my tongue. My little girl desperate not to make a scene and come on my face. But as the client dragged on and on in conversation, it became too much. You put them on speaker, grabbed my head, and rubbed yourself off on my mouth.”

Fuck, it was a good fucking daydream. I was out in the woods jerking myself off to the thought. Needing a second round because one wasn’t enough.

“Now, take the fucking clothes off and get on my tongue.” I stop before her, staring down into her heavy-lidded eyes. Slowly, she responds, following my command. She reaches for the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head. It goes falling to the ground as her full bosom comes into view, spilling over the black satin bra she picked out for me. It’s another thing I’ve come to look forward to every time I see her: seeing what sexy lingerie she’s picked out for me.

Tonight, she went with a black bra trimmed with little red roses. I wonder if her panties match or if she opted to forgo them. Last night, she didn’t bother with them because she said I’ve stolen every pair right off her body. Souvenirs to remember my girl by. Something to keep me company during those future lonely nights where I’m drowning in misery.

“Now, the pants.” I pin my stare on the black leggings, which are still hiding her from my view.

She grips onto the waistband and starts to slide them down her legs, revealing her milky white skin and those lush curves I love to grab onto when I’m slamming into her from behind. I drop to my knees as her bare pussy comes into view, watching as the fuzzy little curls are revealed. Her cunt is the sexiest I’ve ever seen. Her lips thick. Her clit always protruding eagerly, ready to be sucked.

I reach out and tug her pants the rest of the way off, running my hands over her soft skin, and watching as her eyes flutter closed to my touch. I lower my head and brush my lips along the inside of her right leg, kissing every inch of her smooth skin, savoring her scent and burning it to memory. Her soft little gasps start coming faster the higher I travel, kissing and licking my way up to my place of worship. When I get to the spot where her thigh meets her folds, I suction harder, wanting to leave a purple mark. A mark showing where Trevor was. And when she sees it, she’ll know every second of this night was real.

When she starts to squirm, becoming impatient for me to move higher and give her what she wants, I release my suctioning hold, swiping over my little hickey one last time.

“Mine,” I growl, nipping at her swollen pussy and giving her lip a tug. She lets out a sexy moan, bucking up against me. “This little cunt will always be mine.” I’m going to ruin her for all others, leave my lasting mark so no one will ever be able to please her. Call me a selfish bastard but if she’s ever with another, I want her forced to imagine me and this night in order to get off.

I nip at her other side, evening things out. Then I slide my hands up her thighs, spread her apart with my thumbs and rub over her. Another sultry groan hits my ear as her entrance peeks open. My mouth drops to the spot, frenching over every part of her, teasing my tongue into her tightness so I can get more of her flavor. I fuck in and out, my need growing hungrier and hungrier. Her body growing frantic for her climax.

When I feel her trying grab hold of her release, I pull back, sitting on my haunches. Her eyes fly open, and I can see the desperation burning in their depths.

“Show me, baby. When it’s just you in the quiet of your dark room, show me how you get yourself off.” And when I’m in the dark quiet of my future hell, I can envision this moment. I can imagine her thinking of me and rubbing her pussy, calling out for me as the pleasure hits.

She runs her hand down between her legs and slides her fingers over her swollen lips. Her little soft intake of air has the cum dripping from the end of my dick. She’s taking time to explore herself, massaging all around. When she starts rubbing her clit, her hips squirming, her back arching, I have to squeeze my cock to prevent myself from going over the edge.

“You almost there, baby girl?” I’m fighting the jealousy, wanting to end her fun and have her come on my cock instead.

“Yes,” she gasps as her fingers squeeze around her sensitive little bud. “But I want to fuck your fingers.”

How is a man supposed to resist such a request? “I’ll make a deal with you, princess. You can have my fingers, but then I get the privilege of fucking your mouth.”

Her eager nod has me reaching between her legs, pressing the tips of my thick digits right at her entrance, waiting for her to take the lead. When she grabs my hand and begins pushing me into her body, a near growl leaves my throat. She’s so fucking wet. And so fucking horny.

Her hips take charge, using me for her pleasure, and it’s a mere few thrusts before she’s in the trenches, riding out her orgasm fast, trying to grind down on my hand. I decide to have mercy on her and finger her properly, letting her coast through the aftershocks and settle back down. But once her eyes open, my goodwill is gone.

“Now get down on your knees and give me that mouth.”

She scoots forward, sliding down to her knees and takes me in her small hands. Her soft touch is almost too much. The way her fingers slide over my girth, running up and down my shaft is getting me all worked up. It has my seed dribbling from its spout. I reach out and grip her hair. “Time to quit teasing, little girl, and put it in your mouth.”

Her eyes are already brimming with desire. When she’s done getting me off, I’ll be fucking her on all fours, making that pussy quiver on my cock.

When her lips close around the end of my dick, my head falls back on my shoulders as the pleasure rolls up my spine. I savor the warm, wet feel of her lips suctioning around me, swallowing me down her throat. The girl’s mouth was made to be fucked. It’s fucking perfect. The way she takes me deep, the way her lips tighten with perfection, the way she licks over every sensitive spot… It drives me to the brink.

I tighten my hold on her silky brown locks and take the lead, fucking into her at my pace, forcing her to open up and swallow. I fuck her deep, until I feel her gag reflex kick in, then I slide off, giving her a reprieve. Her eyes are watering, but her moans never stop. And when I come down her throat, it’s the best fucking orgasm of my life.

“That’s my good little girl,” I groan as I slide myself from her swollen, plump lips. “You did so fucking good.”

“I think it’s time for you to take me to bed, Trevor.”

Fuck. Yes, it is. Damn, she’s such a good girl. Already begging for more, and I’m more than ready to make another fantasy come true. I sweep in and lift her up, carrying her back to her bedroom. As soon as I have her tucked in next to me, I run my fingers over her sweet spot and get her ready for our next round. I fuck her for hours, wearing her out until her body goes limp. And that’s when I tuck her in, memorizing all her features as she starts to drift to sleep.

When her eyes finally close and her breaths even out, reality takes a hard hit. It’s time. The dreaded moment is here. If I could have one wish, it’d be to make her mine. But it was never in the cards for us. I would never ask her to leave her life and security behind so that she could spend the rest of her days running from danger. She has her brother, her job, her safety and freedom. And after what she fought to overcome from her past, I would never rip that away from her.

I lean over, kissing the top of her head, feeling the tear slip down my cheek. “Love you, princess.” My whisper coasts over her skin, and I drag myself away. Taking one last look before I leave her in my past.

CHAPTER 17

Emberly