Page 106 of See Me

I savor the smell of her in the elevator and the sway of her hips all the way down the hall to our door, knowing this may be the last moment I’m this close to her. She toes her shoes off and drops her things on the table, heading straight to the fridge, pulling out two beers.

She tips her head back, eyes closing as she drains half the bottle. “We should be able to drink on the job.”

Her eyes land on me, and I feel a punch in the chest. “I’ll mention it to the boss.” Leaning on the island, I grab the other bottle and mirror her, half gone in one go. I need some liquid courage for this conversation.

She stalks in front of me, eyes roaming. “Think he’ll go for it?”

I smirk. “Probably not. I heard he’s a dick.”

That earns me a grin. She takes a step closer and reaches behind me to set her beer down. “What would it take to convince him, you think?” She glides her hands down my chest, her tongue darting out to wet her pink lips.

Grabbing her wrists, I halt her progress south and her blue eyes narrow.

“I was thinking we could finish our beers and maybe talk.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, I hear how stupid they sound.

She tugs on her wrists until I release them. They slide to my shoulders and repeat their previous voyage downward. “I think I won't be able to talk with your cock down my throat.”

Said cock heard every word and throbs his approval. Her hands skim under my waistband and meet to undo the button.Her eyes meet mine with a feral hunger, one I awakened. She inches my zipper down, and I still her hand.

“There’s some stuff I want to tell you.”

Ella rises up on her toes, leans in and runs her tongue up my neck. My heart rackets against my ribs and my dick throbs behind my zipper.

“If it’s how good I look while you fuck my mouth, I’m all ears.”

I groan and fist the hair at her neck, and she releases a gasp that goes straight to my cock. Her hand snakes inside and grips me, stroking from tip to base. Grabbing her luscious ass, I grind into her hand as I steal the moan on her lips. In a matter of seconds, she has my pants down and kneels at my feet.

The first touch of her hot mouth lights a fire in my veins, and I thrust to the back of her throat.

“Fuck, Ella.”

One hand in her hair and the other stroking her cheek, I slowly drag my cock in and out of her kiss-swollen lips. Just the sight of her has me ready to blow, but the fire in her eyes tells me she enjoys this, so I keep my pace slow. She flicks her tongue over my tip when I pull back, and it takes everything I have not to gag her with my cock and blow in her mouth.

Her hands skim my bare thighs until she grips the base of my cock and gathers her spit to stroke me. She wants me to fuck her mouth but won’t relinquish control when she doesn’t get the pace she wants. I thrust until her mouth meets her hand at the base of my cock and she hums, vibration thrumming until heat snakes into my chest and spreads its flames.

I always thought one day I would find an angel that would fill me with light and heal me. It’s now, when I look down, and see the daughter of the Devil himself kneeling before me, that I know I needed fire to forge my broken pieces back together. A fire only she possesses that has every inch of me burning forher. The light that fills her, that everyone sees, isn’t one of innocence and purity. It’s pure passion and heat that only needed to be stoked. She was mere embers, starving for oxygen, waiting to combust.

She pulls her hands off my cock and scores her nails down my thighs. I push in until she gags and she responds with another moan.

This fucking woman.

“Is that what you want?” I ask her as I push in again and her watery eyes meet mine. Her eyes gloss but even behind that I can see the fire and lust in her gaze.

“You want to choke on my cock?”

Her tongue laps at my dick and I pick up the pace. Hitting the back of her throat over and over. Her gaze ignites and my cock swells. I grip both sides of her face on a growl and thoroughly fuck her face until spit drips down her chin and my spine tingles with fire.

I pull her off me. “I’m not coming in your mouth, Princess. Get your fucking clothes off.”

I discard the rest of my clothes as she strips, our eyes never parting. She takes a hesitant step toward me and I spin her around and pin her against the island. I yank her hair back and bite her neck where it meets her shoulder. Her nipples harden instantly and she hisses in a breath.

“You seem angry.” The words come out breathy as she grips my biceps.

I spin her around and push her chest onto the cold marble of the island and she sucks in a breath. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?” I palm her cheeks and knead her ass. “You want me to lose control.” My hands skim up her bare back and grip her shoulders, grinding my dick on her ass. “This wasn't supposed to happen tonight.” She tries to lean up to look back at me and I push her chest back down. “Hold on.”

“I don’t have anything to hold—”

I slam into her, burying my cock. I still and lose myself to the feeling of her tight pussy surrounding every inch of me. She purrs.

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