Page 85 of Whiskey Shivers

“Ah, no! I think I can be spared for a moment, what’s up?” I gave her hand a little shake and towed her in the direction of the club.

She laughed slightly and asked, “Where are we going?”

I took her to the office and keyed our way in, my cock already starting to get hard.

“Hex?” she asked quietly.

I shut the door behind us and threw both locks on it and turned, kissing her fiercely, pushing her lithe body up against the door and trapping it there with mine.

I growled into her ear, “I just need you so fuckin’ bad right now, so you’re gonna be my good little girl, take down those jeans and bend over that desk for me, aren’t you?”

“Holy shit,” she whispered but her voice was husky with raw need.

“Shhhh,” I hushed her. “I’m going to get all the way into that tight little pussy of yours and you’re not going to make a sound, are you?”

I bit her bottom lip for emphasis and she moaned so quietly, her body sinking back into the door until the knee I had between her thighs, leg pressed between hers, I was sure was the only thing keeping her up.

“Is that a ‘yes, baby?’” I asked her.

“Yes, baby,” she echoed finely.

I chuckled darkly and said, “Good girl. Now do a little strip tease for me, sugar.”

I put my knee down and she slid off her tip toes which I had her on, flat to the floor. She slowly took off her jacket, and I took another step back to put her in my whole field of vision. Drinking the sight of her in as she tossed the jacket to the side. She undid her chaps and I nodded slowly and she picked up what I wanted fast, slowing her movements down to something careful and easy. The chaps joined her jacket and she was at her belt to her jeans.

“Slow,” I told her and she slowed herself down to half speed, unfastening her belt. Desire painted her cheeks so sweetly with the faintest pink across her nose and cheeks, her bottom lip clutched provocatively between her teeth as her blue eyes bored into mine silently begging me for cues that I was gladly giving her.

When she got the front of her jeans open, I was greeted by a triangle of simple white cotton panties andfuck, why was that so hot? So pure?

“Stop,” I ordered when she went to push her jeans down off her hips. I wanted something different. I wanted a show. “Touch yourself,” I told her. “I wanna watch you reach your hand in those panties and rub your clit. I wanna watch you come before I bend you over that desk and fuck you. Hell, I might join you if you make it real nice for me.”

She gave me a savage little smile and leaned back against the door, my corrupted little angel, as she trailed a hand over her chest, between her breasts and down the buttons of her shirt. She dipped a hand down the front of the waistband of those panties and closed her eyes, putting her head back against the door as she widened her stance just a bit.

With a soft little sigh, her shoulders relaxed and she touched herself, her hand working against her body as I watched, rubbing fine little circles over her clit as she writhed a little and mm, fuck yes. She was so beautiful, so tempting. I freed my cock from the front of my pants and gripped it firmly, stroking over the head, giving the twist in the wrist that I liked when I worked myself up.

She looked at me, lookin’ at her, eyes heavy lidded and filled with desire, pupils dilated with it, swallowing some of the blue as she played with her pussy for me and God fucking damn if she didn’t turn me on so fucking much.

I grunted and eased up on my dick, I wanted to finish inside her and I wasn’t about to go too soon, not today. I was getting better at that but she still had me going off sometimes like some inexperienced backwoods boy that’d never seen a pair of titties before. It was a good thing I was good to go after some recovery and I had no problem eating her pussy like it was my fuckin’ job to make up for my, ah, shortcomings.

She rocked her hips into her own hand and moaned slightly on the tail end of each of her long breaths andfuckthe sights and the sounds – it was a symphony of desire and a siren’s call that was almost too hard to ignore.

“Oh, that’s it, baby. Just like that. Come for me, baby girl. I wanna watch you,” I encouraged, and she whined slightly, pressing her knees together slightly awkwardly as she quickened the play of her fingers over her clit.

“Oh yeah, fuck yeah, just like that, oh that’s good,” I praised, and with a muffled cry she almost lost her legs out from under her, doubling over and leaning back hard against the door as she fought to keep from making any sounds and just let her breathing do the proverbial talking.

I went to her and helped her up, letting her lean on me as I walked her to the desk and bent her over it. She lay prone, gasping as I peeled her jeans and sopping panties down to her knees so I could get a look at her glistening pussy lips and mm, did I want a taste.

I kneeled behind her and put my mouth to her pussy and sunshine exploded over my tongue. She cried out, killing the cry halfway by closing her mouth but the sound pressed at the back of her lips and just served to fire me up some more.

I darted my tongue in and out of her delicious little pussy and she shuddered and shook, her hands lightly smacking and dancing over the desk’s top as she struggled to hold still for me.

I stood, and said, “I wanna fuck you raw. I wanna come deep inside you and I want to dress you back up and send you back out there. I like the idea of my spunk sittin’ in your panties while you talk to the good people out there.”

“Oh, God,yes,” she said, and she begged for it. “Fuck me, please fuck me. I want that. I need you inside me. Oh, please!”

The sound of her begging over the cadence of her uneven breathing nearly had me lose my shit but I wasn’t about to, oh no fuckin’ way. Not when her hot, wet, snug little pussy was just begging for my cock. I stood up and slicked my head through her wetness, up and down, up and down, as she panted against the desk and tried for a deeper touch by thrusting her hips back to try and get me inside when I passed over her entrance.

“Oh, that’s a bad girl,” I said with a laugh. “I’d spank your ass, but we don’t want any of the kids out there to know I’m fucking their teacher over this desk now do we?”

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