Page 92 of Loathe at First Sight

“Again? Why didn’t you call me?”

I have no idea what she’s doing, but I enjoy the view as she slides her jeans off.

Next comes the shirt as she says, “Because right now, I don’t give a fuck about my car.”

“Liz, are you okay?” I ask, starting to get a little bit worried.

“Never been better.”

Walking to me in just her bra and thong, she sits on my desk in front of me before leaning back and putting her legs on either of the arms of my chair.

“If you’re going to get naked, I should go lock the front door,” I tell her as I rub up and down her smooth legs.

“Already done.”

“You sure you’re okay? Sounds like something is going on.”

She looks at me with her pretty brown eyes. “I promise I’m great. Tonight, I am choosing not to focus on any of the bad. I just want to focus on you and how good you make me feel. Now, do you think you can help me with these?”

She lifts her ass up a little so that I can grab her thong and pull it down her legs until it’s off her body. When she’s naked from the waist down, Liz lets her knees fall open, displaying her perfect pussy to me.

It looks even better when she’s splayed out on my desk, waiting for me to make her feel good.

My eyes trail up to her soaking hair.

“Why are you always wet when you come in here?” I ask as I place a soft kiss on the inside of her knee.

“I think you already know the answer to that,” she replies with a wicked grin.

“Tell me what you want,” I prompt as I start to move my kisses slowly up her inner thighs.

“I want you to eat me until I come.”

Fuck, I love that mouth of hers.

Wrapping my hands around her hips, I scoot her down on the desk to give me better access. If I’m going to make her forget about whatever shitty day she had, I’m going to make damn sure that I do it right.

I take my time, slowly kissing and teasing my way to where she craves it most. Lightly, I use my finger to rub the outside of her pussy, causing her to give little whimpers in protest.

When her body is practically vibrating with anticipation, I use my thumbs to part her lips so that I can lick her clit. She’s so sensitive from all the teasing that she about bucks off the desk beneath her.

“You better stay still, princess,” I tell her.

“I’ll try,” she moans.

I love the way Liz tastes on my tongue. I’ve tasted her on my fingers before, but this is the first time I’ve had my face buried in her pussy. Now that I’m feeling her move underneath me and hearing the noises she’s making, I think this is something I’ll want to do all the damn time.

As to not be too overwhelming for her, I start lightly licking her sweet spot—doing just enough to get her even more turned on. I take my time, swirling my tongue in all different directions and gauging what she likes the most. She practically screams when I gently suck her clit into my mouth while flicking my tongue against it.

“Oh. My. God.” She moans, emphasizing each word.

“You can call me Jack,” I reply with a cocky smile.

“I’ll call you whatever you want, but please just don’t stop.”

I feel her legs begin to tremble, so I wrap my arms around her legs to hold her still. Her hands reach around the desk, desperately looking for something to grab onto. Finally, she settles on fisting them in my hair.

When I know she’s close, Iincrease my speed and lick her clit fast enough to push her over the edge. Her fingers pull my hair while her thighs squeeze my head. Under normal circumstances, it would be uncomfortable, but right now, it’s sexy as fuck.

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