Page 12 of Sin of Innocence

“Oh!” she moaned as soon as my tongue entered her tight walls. Her taste was so compelling, I couldn’t get enough of it. Every time I sucked her juices into my mouth, her back arched to compliment the sensations she was feeling from my tongue. My naughty girl even screamed out the moment I lightly bit down on her clit.

Her hand clamped down on my hair to pull my mouth closer to her sex. A chuckle rumbled through me at her eagerness, but I kept going. Just to bring her over the edge, I let go of my grip on her hip to introduce my fingers to her core. As I was flicking my tongue deep inside her, toying with the bud as I did, I entered her with two fingers. Her legs shook in a frenzy as I pumped in and out of her while flicking my tongue with each thrust.

“Oh, fuck! Don’t stop,” she let out, breathlessly.

Her walls were tightening down on my fingers and tongue, alerting me that she was close. With one last massage from my tongue, she came. I made sure to drink every bit of her as her body released all of its frustrations.

After I swallowed every drop, her legs loosened from around my neck. I was able to pull away with a smug grin provoking my lips. My dick was begging for release. I had never been so turned on in my life. Tasting her and making her cum was enough for me to gain a raging hard-on.

Christina got up from my desk like a tigress stalking her prey. She straddled my lap again, only this time, her hand was on my crotch. Through the slacks I wore, she was stroking my length. I needed more, but my dick was pleased to receive at least some sort of pleasure.

Christina leaned over to my ear, leaving her hand to slow down.

“Beg for me, Emanuel,” she whispered seductively. “All you have to do is tell me what you want, and I will do it.”

Reaching up, I fisted her hair. She allowed me to crane her neck back, granting me full access to her neck.

“Take out my dick, and ride me until I cum so deep inside the pussy that belongs to me, you understand that?” I growled.

Christina visibly gulped before nodding her head as best as she could with my hand still interlocked with her hair.

“Good girl,” I spoke before harshly letting go.

She quickly reached down and unbuttoned my slacks. I watched her hands push down my zipper before caressing the waistband to my underwear. While I was too busy staring at her, she slid my boxers down, leaving my needy cock to spring out.

“Ride me,” I demanded.

Her eyes gleamed down at my erection with fear. It was funny how she acted as though it wasn’t just lodged deep inside of her a few days ago.

I gripped the back of her thighs and brought her closer until she was hovering over my dick. With my hands on her hips, I rubbed my tip against her soaked lips. It felt so good to gain that friction from her clit.

Slowly, I pushed her down my length. Her warmth was swallowing me whole as her pussy throbbed against my cock. Every inch that buried itself inside of her was killing me in the most pleasurable way.

She quickly took initiative and buried herself to the hilt. Her lips were kissing the base of my shaft, coaxing a groan out of me. At first, she was just rising and falling on my dick, but soon she began grinding against my balls. It felt unbelievable; in such a mysterious way, she could bring me closer to the edge than any other woman I had ever met.

I reached over to the back of her bra where I easily undid the clasp. Her melons spilled out in front of me with a nice bounce as her body moved. I leaned in and sucked a nipple into my mouth. My tongue played with the hardness of her nipple while my other hand tugged at the other.

“Oh, yes! Emanuel!” she moaned out.

I couldn’t take it anymore. The grip on her waist had tightened just before I lifted my hips to accompany her every thrust. I was going harder and faster than she ever could. It got to the point where she allowed me to hold her while I pummeled deep inside of her. She was screaming out her pleasure as she clamped down on my cock again, cumming for the second time. Not too long after, I spilled my seed deep inside of her, moaning as I grew emptier.

I held her in place until I was completely done. “I don’t think I will ever get enough of you.”

“Same here,” she breathed out. Christina managed to free herself from my hold, where she quickly got up and grabbed her jacket. “I have to go before someone comes up here and catches us, but I really don’t want to leave.”

I rolled my eyes as I stood up and began tucking myself back into my pants. “Then, don’t go. This sneaking around is frustrating. I just want you here… with me.”

“But what about my da—”

My groan interrupted her words. “You are a grown fucking woman. What the hell is he going to do, huh?Heworks forme.There is nothing Jason can say or do that will ruin anything.”

She scoffed.

“You don’t understand. He is the last person that I have left, Emanuel. If he hates me because of us, then what’s left for me?” she asked. My jaw clenched at her question.

She so obviously pushed past the fact that I was always going to be there for her.

“Fine. Go.”

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