Page 26 of Corrupt Desires

Tears gather in my eyes, but I blink them away. “OK.”

“Just OK?” he asks, still gripping my chin with his fingers.

“Yes,” I reply breathlessly, getting lost in his green eyes. His pupils dilate, blowing wide with unfiltered need.

“Emilia, love. I’m going to kiss you now.”

Eighteen

James

Emilia opens up to me beautifully. Her sweet surrender tastes so good upon my tongue.

This woman has been my obsession for years. This corrupt desire that I have for her has no end. And I am corrupted, that I have no doubt. I am supposed to be the shining knight of all things good and virtuous, the right side of the law, but lord knows my soul is tainted with every desire to keep Emilia asmine. I would go to any lengths to keep her now that I have her.

As I nip her bottom lip, giving a slight tug that has her pulling deliciously on my hair, I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her flush against my body. She can probably feel just how badly I want her, but I have no qualms about that. I grind my hips into her, loving every second of contact between us.

Breaking the kiss, I grab Emilia by her throat and look her in the eye, making a promise. “You are mine, Emilia. Every inch of skin on this body is mine. Your heart?Mine. Every moan and strangled gasp from these lips?Mine. Every touch and heated embrace?Mine.”

She trembles and whimpers with need, her mouth parting as she lets out a breathy moan. I crush my lips to hers, tightening my hold on her throat. She responds so readily to me, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her.

“I need you, love. I don’t think I can wait until after breakfast. I fucking need you.”

I kiss and lick down her delicate throat, kissing over the red marks I left on her skin from my grasp. Finding that sensitive spot just behind her ear, I have her squirming and attempting to hook a leg around my hips, eager for more friction.

“Fuck, James. Fuck me, please. I need you, too.”

God, I love when she begs for this cock. I don’t waste any time pulling my T-shirt from her body, revealing her perky tan tits fully on display and heavy with want.

“You want this cock, Em? Tell me just how badly you want it.”

“I fucking want you, James. My pussy is so fucking needy for you right now. Stop talking and give me what I want,cabrón.”

“Such language, Mrs. Stonewell.” I smirk at her as I watch her become desperate, writhing in my grasp.

“Two can play that game, James,” she replies, sinking down to her knees, her hands trailing down my body to rest at my belt buckle. She looks at me heatedly, lust filling her gaze as she starts to undo the clasp.

“How about you tell me how badly you want this, James? How badly do you want my lips wrapped around your cock?”

Fucking hell if she isn’t the most beautiful sight to see on her knees and ready for me. I lean back against the island, looking down into her rich-caramel eyes. Taking my silence as a challenge, she starts to rub my cock through my pants, and I lose it, needing to feel her silky hands on my cock,now.

“Emilia…FUCK.”

She smirks at me as I rush to take off my belt. The moment the belt slides free of my waist, she yanks my slacks and briefs to the ground, freeing my cock as it bobs in her face.

“This really is a beautiful cock, you know.” That’s all the warning I get before her small hand grabs my cock, bringing it to her mouth and licking the drop of pre-cum at the tip. My head falls back as my cock twitches, needing more of her. God, she feels so good.

“You like that, James?” she teases me, blowing air on my cock while massaging my balls with her other hand.

I tangle a hand in her hair and try to jerk her mouth onto my cock, but she resists me.

“Yes, love. I fucking crave you. Now be a good girl, and put those pretty lips around my cock.”

My words hit their mark because she looks up at me with lust in her eyes before slowly dropping her gaze back down to my cock. Grabbing my length, she opens her mouth and lets her spit drip along my cock, using her delicate hand to rub the length of me. Fuck, if that wasn’t the hottest fucking thing…

Emilia licks a scorching path from the base of my cock to the tip, swirling her tongue around the crown. My hips buck forward at the sensation, eager to get more than what she is giving me. I don’t have to wait long until she obliges and takes me into her hot mouth, hollowing out her cheeks as she sucks me with abandon. Fuck, the wicked tongue on this woman is going to be my undoing. I don’t know if I can last more than two minutes at the pace she’s setting.

“Fuck, Emilia. You take me so fucking well. Just like that, love.”

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