Page 66 of His Haunted Desire
“Then why are you looking at me like you want me to fuck your brains out?”
She bites her lip and shakes her head. She looks so gorgeous and conflicted. Even while still wearing her winter coat, I can make out her shape, her curves, her thickness.
“I’m not,” she murmurs.
“Take off your coat,” I snarl.
I can read her thoughts in her expression, her urge to say no, her inability to reject me again.
“Whatever happens, this has to be it,” she says.
“I can’t think of a better way to say goodbye,” I snarl. “Take off your coat.Now.”
She moans softly. “Okay, sir.”
My manhood throbs. It’s been hours since I went down on her and tasted her, but as she unzips her coat, it’s like no time has passed at all. She sets her coat aside, showing me her tight-fitting jeans and her hoodie.
“It’s not exactly lingerie,” she murmurs, adjusting her outfit.
“You’re the sexiest woman alive.”
I wrap my arms around her and kiss her urgently. She opens her mouth and finds my tongue, whimpering as if she’s going to come just from this. I grind my length against her.
She tears at my coat. I take a step back, shuddering as I unzip, and then our hands are all over each other again.
“We have to be quiet,” she moans between kisses. “Sir.”
“When you drench my rock-hard dick with your release, try not to scream, then.”
“Oh, God.”
I pull her hoodie over her head, then tear off her shirt and unclip her bra. When her gorgeously plump tits bounce free, I lose control for a minute, fall upon them like a feast, massaging one as I suck the other, then switching, feeling her nipples grow needy and hard in my mouth.
She strokes her hands through my hair, moaning and shuddering.
“I need you,” I groan.
“You’re the boss, sir.”
My balls ache. I don’t feel like I’m in control right now.
I grab her pants and underwear and tear them down so they fall around her ankles. Then I spin her around so we’re facing the triple mirror. She turns her face away.
“Don’t you dare get shy on me now,” I snarl.
“I’ve never watched myself before.”
“You’re so unbelievably sexy,” I groan, smoothing my hand over her ass and grabbing a thick handful. She responds to my touch, arching her back. “Especially when you do that. Presenting your perfect pussy to me. From this angle, I get to watch your titsandass bounce as I fuck you.”
I slip my finger inside her, her hot tightness gripping me straight away. Her heart and mind might have doubts, but her body is as eager as mine.
She reaches back and strokes my crotch.
“Say it,” I groan, as the sound of my finger in her slit fills the room.
I move faster, causing her to push back against me, her ass jiggling with each impact.
“Fuck me, sir,” she moans.
