Page 52 of Melted by a Man

Then he leaned forward and sunk his teeth into one of my cheeks, and I squealed.

It didn’t hurt, but I had never had someone bite my butt before.

“Goddamn,” Leo groaned, dragging his tongue where I thought his teeth might have left a small indent, “Perfect, just perfect.”

I preened, and I refused to hate myself for it.

Then his hands moved between my legs, encouraging me to widen my stance while he left kisses down my cheek, to the top of my thigh, before his lips moved inward.

“Oh,” I blushed, just now realizing what his goal was, “Leo, you don’t have—” He grunted and gripped my hips, shoving me more forward on my desk. I slid the iPad and the pencil cup off of the other edge of it in an attempt to brace myself as I lay across it.

“I do, Jacqueline,” Leo moaned, almost sounding pained as he used his hold on my hips to get me to arch my back, allowing my center to be exposed for him on my stomach, “If I don’t, I might not make it. You don’t want that, do you?”

I tilted my head in thought because a lot of the time I wanted to strangle him, before glancing over my shoulder to respond, “I guess not.”

He smirked at me, before licking his lips and saying, “Then come all over my face, so you’ll be ready for my cock.”

I gaped, heat flaming my cheeks at his words. But he didn’t care, he just chuckled before he dove in. The manfeasted, and I had to grip my fingers on the other edge of my desk for some sense of stability. My legs were now trapped between my desk and his body as he ate me out with my face down and ass up.

I hadn’t ever had anyone give me oral like this. I hadn’t gotten off in this type of position before, but I knew that Leo was about to (yet again) accomplish what I used to think was impossible.

Within minutes of me moaning, squealing, and him adjusting his ministrations based on my physical cues, I was racing towards the finish line.

“Leo,” I gasped, “Please, please don’t stop. Just—just like that—” And then my body tensed, and I found myself holding my breath as my orgasm ripped through me. I could feel his groan of approval as he lapped at me, keeping the pace and pressure of his tongue exactly as it was when I started coming. It felt like he was dragging every last second of orgasmic bliss out of me.

Waves and waves of pleasure coursed through me, my abs locked, my legs shook, and suddenly I exhaled a loud moan because my body demanded more oxygen so I could keep coming on Leo’s face.

After an indiscriminate amount of time, my legs loosened, and I rested my cheek on the cool wood of my desk.

Leo adjusted so that I wasn’t trapped between him and the desk anymore, loving the way his hands gently gripped my hips to help him stand, but I couldn’t move. I was still catching my breath on my desk. It wasn’t until I heard the sound of his belt and zipper being undone that I finally glanced back at him, while still keeping my cheek on the desk.

“Look at you,” Leo smiled, his lips were wet and glistening, “Exhausted little thing.” He shoved his hand inside the waistband of his boxers, and I found myself licking my lips at the sight of Leo pulling himself out. Hard and heavy.

Goddamn, I tightened my thighs together in anticipation again.

Leo tsked his tongue again, pulling my legs apart and stepping between them before reaching into his jeans pocket, pulling out a wallet, and revealing a foil wrapper, “You still want this?” he asked, as he ripped the foil open with his teeth and covered himself with the condom.

I nodded, but he leaned over me to gently grab my jaw again, “I need your words, Jacqueline.”

“Yeah,” I sighed, “I want it.”

He smiled before pressing a firm kiss to my temple and whispering, “Good.”

He gripped himself and lined up with where I was drenched, even though I was pretty sure I was still feeling small waves of aftershocks.

“Hold on,” Leo started to slowly sink into me, and the moan I released was loud. I heard it echo off of the walls, “Fuck, you should see how pretty you look taking me like this.” I whimpered, the stretch of him making me clench and flutter again, the sensation almost overwhelming. My brain couldn’t comprehend anything more other than the feel of Leo, holding my hips, sheathing himself inside of me.

“Yeah?” I asked because that’s all I could manage.

“Yes,” Leo groaned, “I just—I’m almost in—” He thrust a little harder, making me gasp, but it was a type of invasion that my body loved, “Once more should—” He thrust again, and his legs finally meet the backs of my thighs, “Oh fuck…oh fuuuck…” He was barely moving, but he was to the hilt, and I was gasping from the pleasure of it.

“God, yes,” I moaned, gripping the edge of my desk for dear life. I managed to wiggle my ass a little, desperate for him to move that massive pipe otherwise I thought I’d explode.

I was rewarded with a sudden, gentle slap on my ass.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep that up, Ms. Williams.”

I laughed, “Isn’t that the point?” I wiggled against him again, earning another palm against my other cheek. He immediately rubbed the sting with his fingers, soothing the pleasurable burn away.

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