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She turns in my arms. “Oh yeah? What do you want to talk about?”
“Who says I want to talk about anything? I’d much rather use my mouth for something else.”
She throws her head back and laughs. “You’re insatiable.”
“It’s you. You drive me fucking crazy. I swear I’ve had a hard-on since the day I met you.”
“Sounds painful.”
“You have no idea.”
“Maybe I should kiss it better, you know, being as I’m the reason for it being so hard.”
“You make a valid point.”
I scoop her up, making her squeal before I carry her over to the desk. I use my arm to swipe everything to the floor, ignoring her shocked gasp as I lay her on the cool wood, leaving her head to fall over the edge. Her hair skims the floor as she looks up at me, watching as I unbuckle my belt and slide down the zipper of my jeans.
“If it’s too much or you want me to stop, tap my leg three times, okay?”
“Three times, check.”
I stroke myself as she licks her lips. I’m the luckiest man on the planet to be here right now with the woman of my dreams. For the first time, I can honestly say I’m glad things worked out the way they did overseas. Without the fucked-up knee, I wouldn’t be here. And that to me sounds like a fucking travesty.
“Open your mouth, trickster. Let me in.”
The second my cock touches her lips, she opens wide, moaning as I ease myself inside her hot, wet mouth. I pull back slightly before pushing in a bit farther, wanting to see how much she can take. When she starts to gag a little, I wait for her to tap my leg, but she never does. Instead, tears flood her eyes as she looks up at me. And fuck me, I almost yank my cock out of her mouth and come all over her face at the sight.
I pull back and start fucking her mouth as I would her pussy. I don’t go too hard or too fast, wanting to savor each stroke, especially when I’m feeling her tongue working up and down the length of me too.
When I feel myself getting closer, my speed picks up, the urge to shoot down her throat riding me hard. “Can you take me farther? I want to fuck your throat.” Jesus, my voice doesn’t even sound like my own with how hoarse it is.
When she cheekily gives me a thumbs-up, I thrust forward and wrap my hand around her throat. I swear I can feel my cock as I push it farther than I ever have before. When I pull back, spit runs down the side of her face, as well as tears. It shouldn’t turn me on so much to see her at my mercy like this, but it really fucking does. I don’t know what that says about me, but I’m too far gone to analyze it. And I trust Lil to let me know if it’s too much.
When I feel the tingle at the base of my spine, I know I’m not going to be able to hold back any longer. “You’re such a good girl for taking me like this. Now I’m going to fuck your throat until I come, and you’re going to swallow down every drop. You ready?”
She sucks me hard in response, dragging a curse from my lips.
“Naughty girl.” I fuck her mouth hard now, touching the back of her throat each time until I can’t hold back any longer. On the next thrust, I push myself all the way into the back of her throat and come so hard I have to grip the edge of the desk for support.
Gently, I ease out of Lil’s mouth and hand her a tissue before heading into the attached restroom to clean myself up and grab a washcloth.
When I come back out, Lil is perched on the edge of my desk. I walk over and gently clean her face before kissing her softly. “Words fail me.”
She snorts. “You should try having a cock down your throat,” she says as the door opens and Midas steps in. He grimaces, having clearly heard what she said, which makes Lil laugh harder.
“I didn’t think you were coming until later.”
And that makes Lil laugh harder.
“That’s not what I meant,” he says before walking off with a curse that has me laughing too.
When we both get ourselves under control, she looks up at me with such lightness in her eyes that I wish I could capture this moment forever. But even as I think it, the darkness slowly eeks back in. I drop a kiss to her lips before I lift her to her feet.
“Let me give you the grand tour, and then we’ll get some food. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Chapter Seventeen
