I shuddered as he pressed himself into me. His dick slowly slid inside me, stretching and filling me, and hitting all the right places. He settled himself within me with a sigh. Then he started to move within me, and my orgasm started to build.

He leaned forward, bracing himself on the top of his desk, with an arm on either side of me. He leaned forward and his long, black hair dangled above me, moving with his thrusts inside me. His eyes then captured mine, and it was hard to break free of his gaze.

“You are enchanting,” he said.

“You are full of shit,” I replied.

He smirked. “Such a dirty mouth on you.”

I shrugged. “I’ve been known to speak my mind from time to time.”

“Hmm,” he mused and leaned forward. Kissing me again as he used one hand to grip one of my tits. He squeezed as his movements turned rougher. My orgasm grew closer and closure until it crested, and I arched my back and moaned through my release.

Before my orgasm faded completely, he picked me up and carried me to a wall, pushing me through continued waves of pleasure. He nibbled on my neck as he moved. Dragging his teeth along my neck, teasing me with the sharpness of his fangs.

I smiled somehow knowing he wouldn’t bite me unless I told him to. I wasn’t going to give him consent for that. But the idea that he had enough restraint for me to give consent was enticing. I respected his ability to hold himself in check.

Another wave of pleasure hit and before it was done, he carried me to the floor.

“You like to move around a lot,” I mumbled.

He smirked. “I’m good at what I do.”

“Is that so?” I asked.

“You don’t seem to have any complaints,” he said.

“None that I have voiced,” I muttered.

He stared at me, searching my eyes for a hint as to what I wanted. I smiled and sat up. He let me and I pushed him to his back. He chuckled as he moved, and I straddled him.

“I like to be in control,” I said and slid his hardened dick inside me.

“I do love a woman who knows what she wants,” he said.

I rocked against his cock, grinding my hips against his and rubbing my clit against the base of his girth. Goosebumps prickled along my skin in waves. The air around me turned warm, as though a fire burned nearby.

A few, breathless moments later, I shuddered against him. Another orgasm. I moaned through the pleasure and then he rolled me to my back.

“I played nice, and let you have your wicked way with me,” he smirked and winked. “Now, it’s my turn.”

He dove between my legs, licking and nibbling on my sex as though it was the first meal he’s had in years. He kept my legs open and spread wide, even though they twitched and quaked as his tongue danced along every nook and cranny.

Pressure built between my hips as another orgasm started to build. I gasped as he moved his mouth along my sex, dipping his tongue into my entrance.

I rolled my eyes as my body arched against him. The next wave of pleasure that rushed over me was the strongest yet. I loudly proclaimed my pleasure and wiggled and writhed on the floor while Silas continued to lap up every ounce of my juices.

Once he had his fill, he lifted and gripped his dick, settling on his knees. “Your turn.”

I quirked an eyebrow. “Make me.”

He smiled. “If you insist.”

He leaned over me and gripped the back of my head, clutching fistfuls of hair. He pulled me up as he settled back on his knees. Forcing my head toward his massive, engorged cock that had sent me through waves upon waves of pleasure already.

“Release me now,” I said carefully.

He did so. “Now be a good girl and show me what your dirty, little mouth can do.”