Page 38 of Corrupt Desires

Emilia grabs me by the front of my shirt, pulling me in for a kiss that’s desperate and aching with need.

“I need you, James. Right now.”

“God I love when you beg for it. Let me taste you first, love.”

Bunching up her dress, I push it up over her hips and almost come from the sight alone.

“Mrs. Stonewell, you’re such a naughty girl, aren’t you? Did you forget to wear something today?”

“It may have slipped my mind, just a little bit,” she replies, her breath heavy with want.

Emilia is bared before me as I push her knees wider, taking in every inch of her pretty pussy. Fucking hell, this woman is my utter and complete undoing. I waste no time grabbing her hips, pulling her until her ass is to the edge of the seat, and putting her legs on my shoulders.

Lowering myself, I lay kisses along her inner thigh, giving little nips as I go. Emilia squirms in her seat, desperate to have me where she needs me the most.

“Not just yet, love. I need to savor this a bit.”

“Stop teasing me,cabrón.”

“Ahh, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it?”

In turn, Emilia grabs a fistful of my hair, trying to pull me against her pussy. The pain is delicious, and as a reward I lick and suck her lips, causing a moan to escape her pretty little mouth. Flattening my tongue against her, I lick through her wetness from bottom to top, and the taste of her explodes on my taste buds.

“Fuck, Em. I’ve been dying to get a taste of you. You taste so fucking sweet, you know that?”

Emilia whimpers in response, grinding her pussy against my face.

“That’s it, love, take everything you need.”

I circle her clit and flick it with my tongue, before plunging a finger into her, eliciting a gasp at the dual sensations.

“More, James, please. I need more.”

Not wanting to disappoint, I plunge a second finger into her as her pussy tightens around my fingers, curving them slightly to hit that sweet spot.

“Holy fuck, James. I’m so close.”

Knowing exactly what she needs, I suck and nip and circle her clit until she’s writhing beneath me, her hands pulling my hair desperately as she grinds against me.

“S-so close, please, I’m so close.”

Wanting to tip her over the edge so fucking badly, I take my thumb and gently press against her tight opening, circling as I go, but not pushing inside. It’s just what she needs, as she lets out a moan, her body taut as she falls over the edge.

Emilia comes against my face hard, and I lick up everything she gives me.

I peer up at her through my lashes as I lick her clean, her eyes clenched shut as her body trembles from her release. Giving one last lick that causes her to jump, I sit back on my knees and pull her dress back down her thighs.

“I am a starved man, Emilia, and that was a damn good meal. One that I’ll never tire from having every single fucking day.”

“Keep saying things like that, James. It only serves to turn me on even more.” She leans forward, running a hand through my hair before pulling me slightly to her.

She kisses me as though she’ll lose me. I won’t ever let that happen, though. For better or for worse, she’s stuck with me.

Twenty-Seven

Emilia

Itaste myself on his tongue, and fuck if it doesn’t make me wet all over again. I’m not sated though, I feel like I could go over and over, and it still wouldn’t be enough.

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