Page 24 of Reckless Encounters

No, he’s an arrogant asshole.

Yeah, but you’ve never experienced pleasure like you had with him.

Body humming, heart racing, without any more hesitation, I push my seat out to stand.

Fuck it.

I walk into the dimly lit room, letting the door close behind me. Parker sits in the lounge chair across the way. His suit jacket is gone, and the top two buttons of his black shirt are undone, showcasing his rose tattoo. He sits back so casually, whiskey in one hand with his other resting on the ankle he has crossed over his knee.

Sexual dominance practically drips off him.

Parker holds up his Rolex-covered wrist, flicking his hand in the air for me to stop. And just like the first night, I listen to his command.

“If you want to play, leave your defiance at the door.”

I nod, having no issue doing that in this room. Not with him. As soon as I said fuck it, I understood what I was agreeing to and, for some odd reason, I trust him.

“Ava, I need your words. Tell me you understand.”

I swallow roughly. Not from nerves, but from anticipation.

“I understand.”

“Good girl… Now show me what you wore under that mini skirt for your stranger tonight.”

Excitement thrums along every inch of my body as I slowly push my skirt down past my hips and let it drop to my feet, stepping out of it.

His eyes darken. “Turn around,” he says, and I do, showing him my dark purple strappy thong.

“As sexy as those are, I want to see your sweet cunt. Lean forward and peel them off.”

When I do, the groan he lets out has goosebumps littering my body. When he speaks again, his voice is even huskier this time. “Leave the boots on and look at me.” When I spin around, I whimper at the sight of his cock in his hand.

“Fuck...” he growls. “Those long legs leading up to that tight pussy, I could come right now,” he says, pulling on his perfectly thick cock. “You are so ready for me, I can see you glistening from here.”

I flush as his eyes move up to my barely covered breasts. “Did you really think I was going to let anyone else here see you like this? Fuck that. Fuck them for even thinking about it.” Parker’s possessiveness turns me on way more than it should.

Slowly, he motions with his pointer finger for me to come closer. I walk until I am standing between his widespread legs, my eyes unable to look away from where he lazily strokes himself. “Take it off,” he grunts, and I unfasten my bra, letting it fall from my body.

“There they are. As perfect as I remember.” His gaze is darkened and full of a lust that drives me crazy with desire to feel his hands on me.

Parker reaches up, running two of his fingers over my lips. “Open,” he commands, and his fingers enter my mouth. I swirl my tongue around them and suck, pretending it’s his big dick instead. His eyes roll back and his cock twitches between us, just slightly brushing my inner thigh. My clit pulses, so needy for attention I can hardly stand it.

Removing his fingers from my mouth, he trails them leisurely down my neck, giving a gentle squeeze, and I moan.

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you something to choke on soon.”

I bite my lip, trying to hide the smirk fighting its way onto my face from his words.

He continues his journey, trailing his fingers between the mounds of my breasts, gently over my belly button ring, and finally grazing right where I’m desperate for it. “Yesss…” I moan, jolting into his touch.

“Fuck, you are dripping,” Parker says, running his fingers through my wetness and rubbing it into my clit.

“Please,” I beg, and he withdraws his finger. He doesn’t speak, pulling me to the side of his chair as I gasp. Wrapping his hand around the back of my neck, he shoves my face down on his cock. My breasts lay across his thigh and my ass is in the air as my body folds over the armrest.

“Now suck me like the good little brat you are,” he growls.

My jaw stretches to take him all the way in. Flattening my tongue along the underside, I groan at the feel of the veins in his hard cock. Inch by inch, I take him a little more and more as I begin to suck.

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