Page 77 of House of Lies

She flinches, her hands shooting up as if to fend me off. “Okay. You’re mad. But in my defense, you answered the phone as?—”

“As what, Cassidy? As I was about to fuck you in the ass?”

She blanches, her lips pressing into a thin line. “You’re disgusting.”

I cock my eyebrow as I edge closer to the desk.

She lifts her chin, refusing to back down. I like this stubborn streak of hers. But I’m still pissed that she kicked me in the stomach.

“Come here.” I crook a finger at her.

Her jaw tics. “No fucking way.”

I lift an eyebrow at her. “Watch that mouth, toy.”

Her mouth works like she’s biting the inside of her lip. It’s already so abused—puffy and red—but I guess she enjoys that pain.

“Fuck you.”

“Oh…I plan to.” A smile quirks the side of my mouth as I tug open my zipper and drag out my cock.

Her eyes nearly fall out of their sockets. She can’t seem to decide if she should keep my gaze or watch me stroke my shaft.

“Come here,” I tell her again.

Her throat moves as she swallows. “I’d rather not,” she says stiffly. “You look… angry.”

“You kicked me in the fucking stomach.”

“You were being rude.”

“Rude?” My eyebrows twitch. “Girl, I’ll show you rude.”

She barely has time for a strangled gasp before I’m right beside her, grabbing her and hoisting her up onto the desk. She struggles as I shove her onto her back, and curses me when I yank her hoody over her head, stripping her naked.

Seeing her laid bare under me makes me truly appreciate just how plump and curvy she is. The gorgeous black opal around her neck gleams at me, its vibrant play of color hypnotic.

I keep her pinned with a hand on her throat, her head by the edge of the desk as my cock bobs inches from her lips. A bead of pre-cum is already collecting on the slit, and she stares at it like it’s venom dripping from a serpent’s fang.

“Lick those pouty lips of yours,” I command, “and then spread those pretty legs.”

She seems panicked for a moment, but then does as I say. Her mouth gleams as she runs her tongue over her lips, and then she hesitantly lifts her knees and parts her legs.

I run my gaze over her pinned body, then back up to her mouth. Bucking my hips forward, I touch the tip of my cock to her lips.

“You know what to do,” I rumble.

It takes every ounce of reserve I have not to groan as she licks the tip of my cock, her wide, doe-like eyes locked with mine.

I run my hand down her inner thigh, then tease her clit with the tip of my finger. She lifts her hips, but when I squeeze her throat, her ass thumps back onto the desk. There’s an almost petulant light in her eyes as she takes the first inch of my cock between her lips and starts sucking me off.

Rewarding her with a quick pump of my fingers, I can feel she’s still drenched. I coat her pussy with those juices, making sure her asshole is as wet as the rest of her. Every time I touch that tight little hole, her lips tighten around my cock.

When she drags her tongue against my shaft, taking me deeper into her mouth, I can’t hold back my groans anymore.

I push into her mouth, feeling her throat tighten as she gags, and thrust my finger deep into her pussy. She clenches around me, her body shivering and her eyes streaming with tears as I refuse to let her breathe.

It lasts only a moment, because I have to pull out or risk coming… and I don’t want to waste any more of my seed.

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