Page 144 of Damaged Mogul
“Seeing you on your knees… it’s yet another image for my spank bank.”
“You make me feel so sexy.”
I shake my head. “I don’t do shit. Youaresexy. Own it.”
She responds with a shy smile.
I reach for her face and glide a sensual finger along her jawline, letting my hand trail behind her neck, until I fist her hair and tug at it hard.
She gasps, staring up at me, her delicate throat exposed. Her eyes are glassy, her pupils dilated. She’s so fucking turned on, the smell of her sweet pussy fills the space.
“I can smell how ready you are for me.”
She lowers her eyes.
“No, Lily. Eyes on me.”
She obeys.
“Your headiness is intoxicating.”
Her perky pink nipples harden to pebbles under my heated gaze. Unable to contain myself, I pluck a peak between two fingers, flicking the tip with my thumb.
She groans.
Her hand cups her other tit, her pink nipple poking between her fingers. It’s a mirror image of what I’m doing to her, which makes the visual even more erotic.
Fuck.
I pinch her nipple so hard, she squeals.
“That’s your punishment for pulling the innocent card. You know what you’re doing.”
She flashes me a wide grin.
With my free hand, I stroke my lengthening cock through my jeans.
She reaches out, but I swat her hand away.
“I didn’t give you permission to touch me.”
She responds with a pout.
I have to hold back a chuckle.
Until last night, a woman kneeling at my feet was the onlypleasure and intimacy I’d allow myself with the opposite sex. Guilt has a way of souring pleasure.
“You’ve sucked off a guy before?”
“Yes, but it’s the first time I’m on my knees.”
My eyebrows hit my forehead.
“My ex had this weird fixation about blowjobs,” she says. “He only wanted them in the morning, and it always happened in bed. Once he came, he’d rush us to the shower. He wanted to be certain I brushed my teeth and used mouthwash, citing he didn’t want to taste himself on my tongue.”
Fool.
Moving right along.
