Page 102 of The Road Less Traveled By

“Yes,” I say, breathless with anticipation for what’s to come. This isn't what I expected when I traipsed down here, but I’ve never felt safer. I know it’s him. I know Vince only wants to take care of me, and from what I’ve seen, he’s been wanting this just as badly. I bet if he stood up, his cock would be hard and ready.

“Can I taste you, angel? Will you let me out of this torment so I can find out if you’re as sweet as I think you are?”

“Yes.”

“And you remember your safe word?”

“Yes, Vince. I swear, if you—” My words are cut off by his tongue swiping through my pussy. His mouth is on me, and I suddenly can’t think of anything else. He focuses his attention on my clit, licking and sucking on it until I’m squirming against the desk. I grab onto the sides of it with my hands, needing something to hold onto as he devours me.

“Jesus, angel. I knew you’d taste sweet.”

“Fuck,” is all I can manage as his tongue flicks against my clit before I feel him swipe through my entire pussy. My hips buck against his face, and his hand replaces his mouth against my clit as he comes up to my lips.

“Do you want to fuck my face, Bree? Do you want to take control of your pleasure and take from me what you need? I’m already on my knees, baby. All you have to do is ask, and I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”

I can only moan as an answer, because my entire body is quivering at his words before he goes back to sucking on my clit.

Oh my God.I’m already close. It’s been like one minute, and I can barely handle what he’s making me feel. It’s been so long since I’ve felt anything close to this, and Vince is unlocking new sensations I never thought I’d feel. His mouth is claiming me as if I’m his last meal, and I feel my orgasm building.

“Vince…” I trail off, unsure if I’m making any sense.

“Give me the first one, Bree,” he says as he goes back to sucking on my clit. Stars explode behind my eyes as my legs shake, and I grip the desk tight. When I come down from that one, I feel two of his fingers enter me, but he doesn't move them. “You okay?”

“I’m fantastic,” I say as I meet his eyes, his pupils enlarged as he stares back at me.

“Good. Now give me another one.” He pumps his fingers in and out of me, his movements never wavering. “Do you know how beautiful you look like this, Bree? All spread out on my desk like a good girl, taking what you need from me?”

“Vince,” I moan. God, his words are making me feral, something I never knew I needed.

“I’ve never seen a prettier sight. And don’t worry about the desk, baby. Feel free to scratch it if you need to.” He curls his fingers, hitting a spot I haven't hit in years, and it feels so fuckinggood.

“More,” I plead, his eyes looking into mine as I squirm on his desk.

“Harder or faster, baby?” he asks as his thumb sneaks up to my clit and starts to circle it as his fingers continue pumping.

“Harder,” I tell him, and he listens beautifully as his strokes go from fast to deeper. His lips meet mine in a rough kiss, and I feel my orgasm building again.

“Come for me, angel. Show me the best sight I’ve ever seen one more time.” And that’s all it takes for me to explode all over his fingers, and by the time I’m done, I’m exhausted.

“Fuck…” is all I can manage to say, and when I meet Vince’s face, I see him licking the fingers that were just inside me.

“I thought your mouth tasted good, but it’s nothing compared to your pussy, Bree. God, I could feast on you all fucking day,” he says as he grabs a tissue to clean me up.

“I wouldn't be opposed to doing that all day as long as I get to have some fun in return.” I smile at him before I see a familiar piece of fabric peeking out from his pocket. “Can I have my underwear back?”

“Nope. Those are mine now, but I can help you go get a new pair. I don't want you walking around with no underwear on.” He looks around at the destruction of his office. All of his papers are scattered on the floor, his chair now in the corner of the room, his pens all over the place. At least his computer wasn't on his desk; I’d hate to have broken that.

“Careful, your possessiveness is showing,” I joke.

Vince only laughs as he lifts me off of his desk and carries me up to my room. “You’re mine now, Bree. You’re going to have to deal with me not wanting to share you with anyone else. Is that okay with you?”

“That’s perfectly okay with me.” I smile as he nudges my door open and softly sets me on my bed.

“That wasn't too much, was it?” he asksas he heads into my closet.

When he comes back out, kneels in front of my body, and slides my underwear on me, I smile. “It was perfect, Vince, but I’m exhausted.”

“Take a nap,” he says as he smooths my dress down and grabs my blanket from the end of my bed.

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