Page 9 of Forbidden Desires

Her eyes locking with mine, they’re filled with dark lust. “What were you imagining when you saw me at the bar tonight? I know it was something dirty, I could see the look in your eyes.”

A sinister smile tugs at my lips. “Every time you placed your champagne flute on these,” I put my thumb on her bottom lip, “I was picturing you sucking my cock,” I tell her, pushing my thumb inside her mouth so she can suck on it.

She tastes it, opening her mouth and sliding her tongue over the pad of my thumb, releasing it with a pop. “Like this?” she says, licking her lips. She looks so sweet and innocent, but her baby-blue eyes stare up at me with a promise of what’s to come. And fuck, I want it all, her body coming apart in my hands until the sun comes up.

“Yes.” I take her face with both my hands, kissing her greedily, my tongue pushing into her mouth just like my thumb was. She kisses me back, desperately tuggingat the buttons on my shirt. I hear her impatient little pants as I pull away to help her, tugging my shirt over my head. “Is that what you wanted?”

She reaches out for me, running her hands over my chest and back with a purr of appreciation. Then they move down lower, and she cups my hardened length, massaging me through my pants.

A groan escapes me. She has me so worked up, it’s taking everything I have to stop myself from unzipping my pants myself.

“Tell me what you want,” she whispers like a good girl, desperate to please me.

She wants me to take charge. Could this girl get any hotter? I have no trouble giving orders; in fact, I take a lot of pleasure in getting others to do what I say. “Get on your knees, sweet pea,” I instruct her. With a satisfied smirk, she obeys, kneeling in front of me and gazing up, waiting for her next instruction. “Undo my pants and take my cock in that perfect mouth of yours.”

Delicate fingers release the zipper and tug my pants down my legs, followed by my underwear, setting my erection free. “You’re massive.” She gulps, gripping my length and stroking me slowly before opening her pretty little mouth. She sucks my length all the way down her throat before pulling back and licking her tongue over the tip, toying with me.

She spreads her legs wider, giving me a glimpse of her hot-pink thong. I bet she’s fucking wet waiting for me to touch her pussy. I grow harder at the thought. She opens her mouth, taking me again. She bobs back and forth, focusing on her task. Her hands roam up my legs, and she digs her nails into my ass as she moves.

“That feels so good, Gigi, don’t stop,” I encourage her, gathering her hair in a ponytail behind her head so I can control the pace.

She keeps moving, sucking, licking, taking me as far as she can then releasing. Her hand cups my balls, and she gently massages, sending shivers over my body.

I tug her onto me, relentless, getting desperate for my release. I grip her hair harder, fucking her face, and she takes me every time, looking back at me like this is the most fun she’s ever had in her life. “I’m going to come,” I growl out, warning her so I can pull out if she wants to.

Her fingers dig into my ass, pulling me closer like she wants me to keep going. So, I do. One more pump into her mouth and my body tenses, sending thick spurts of liquid sliding down her throat. She drinks it down.

My grip on her hair softens, and she pulls back, licking her lips in a slow seductive way that has me hot for her again already. “You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you, Gigi?” I hold my hand out for her, to help her up to standing. Fuck, this girl is perfection.

“Not normally,” she says a little more shyly. “I’ve never even had a one-night stand before.” She stares back at me, lust swelling between us. “Maybe knowing we won’t ever see each other again makes me feel comfortable enough to just go for it.” She smiles, and I can tell she’s not sure or as confident as she was coming across.

I smirk at her, getting way too many ideas with that information. She just needs a little encouragement. “Take off your bra and thong,” I instruct her.

She reaches behind her back, making a show of taking it all off for me, unclasping her bra and lettingit drop to the floor. She runs her hands down her sides and hooks into her panties, sliding them down her long legs.

“Turn around,” I tell her and enjoy the way she bites her bottom lip as she does as she’s told. “Flawless,” I compliment her. I have honestly never seen a more perfect female. If I didn’t live on the other side of the country, I could see myself wanting seconds and even thirds. “Lie on the bed and spread your legs for me.”

She walks over to the king bed in the center of the room and sits on the end of the mattress, glancing back over at me for a second before doing exactly what I asked. I go to stand in front of her, taking her in. Her pussy is waxed to perfection, with just a small landing strip in the center. And I can see how wet she is for me, her pretty slit glistening in the soft light of the room.

“Good girl.” I drop down to my knees before her, ready to worship her. I take one leg, kissing her ankle as I undo the buckle of her shoe, freeing her foot. I do the same with the other, then kiss my way up her legs, running my hands along as I do. I’m going to make this just as slow and agonizing as she did for me. I place one more kiss to her thigh.

“Touch me, Brody, please.”

“I am touching you, sweet pea.” I chuckle, enjoying teasing her.

She looks up at me, more serious. “Not where I want you to.”

“Where do you want me to kiss you then?”

I think she’s going to tell me what she wants, but instead, she wraps a hand around the back of my head and pulls me forward into her pussy. “Greedy girl,” I mumble into her, and I can feel her laugh.

“It’s your fault. I need you to make me come so I can feel normal again.”

I like her answer, so I give her a little taste of what I have in store for her, licking through her folds then sucking on her clit.

“Mmm,” she murmurs, “that’s what I need.”

“I bet it is.” I slide my hands under her ass and bring her to the edge of the bed so I can really eat her. I dip my tongue inside her, licking, sucking, kissing, listening for her breathy moans so I know exactly what she likes. When she groans, I suck harder. While I concentrate on her clit, I push a finger inside her, stretching her. She’s tiny and tight, and she’s going to need to be warmed up for me. I add a second finger and feel her hips rise off the bed to meet my thrusts.

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