Page 42 of Forbidden Heroes

I want more. My hands slip over my stomach, and I gasp when my nails scrape against my hypersensitive skin.

Warm lips wrap around the candy-hard tips and I thrust my chest forward, my head falling back. If I’m close to coming now, I can’t wait to have him claim my untouched body.

He releases one nipple and devours the other as I find my clit with my fingers. I circle the bundle of nerves and cry out as my first orgasm hits hard and fast with the force of a hurricane.

He groans around my nipple and I’m in his arms, swept off my feet and splayed out on the softest bed I’ve ever been in before my orgasm has had a chance to ebb.

I’m breathing heavy as my whole-body quivers and trembles from the aftershocks.

“Roll over and get on your knees, show me what I own.”

I do as I’m ordered, uncaring of the deeper meaning behind his words, thrusting my ass into the air. My body is on the edge of another release just with his eyes on me. He reaches out and strokes the length of my back, tracing the delicate lines of the tattoo running the length of my spine.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs softly.

I arch into the touch, gasping in shock when he dips between my cheeks, circling my back entrance with teasing strokes.

He leans over me, and for the briefest of moments, the same feeling of being close to Professor Blackthorne comes over me.

“One last chance to say no.”

I’m torn between wanting this man for the way he makes me feel and letting myself fall into a fantasy of pretending it Blackthorne’s hands and lips on me.

He’s licking and nipping one side of my ass before moving to the other, his expert hands working the flesh.

I can’t say no even if I wanted.

“Wait, don’t I need a safe word?”

“Not tonight, but I need to hear the words from those beautiful lips.”

I whimper. Heat blazes across my face at the reminder of why I’m here, but I shove it away. “Take me. Give me the same pleasure all those women felt under their men.”

He doesn’t bother stepping away to shed the rest of his clothing. He’s just as hungry for me as I am him. The hiss of his zipper hits my ears, and I turn to watch him roll a condom over his throbbing, swollen cock. His eyes are on my most intimate of parts, and I reach under me to play with my clit.

“Good girl, keep playing with yourself as I fuck that beautiful pussy with my tongue.”

I didn’t have time to acknowledge his words. He digs his fingers into the plumpness of my ass cheeks and slips his tongue in my virgin cunt as I work my clit. I can feel the ache of my climax forming.

He begins to finger my pulsing pussy, working me, tearing me away from reality, and I willingly let the man I want to be the man I truly desire have all of me.

“You’re more beautiful than I ever imagined.” My mystery date, the man who is working my body as if he’s dreamed about having me under him, comes to kneel behind me, and I press into his hands as he drags the fat head of his heavy cock through my juices. Poised at my needy entrance, he pushes the head into my tight, virgin channel. My fingers knot into the crimson sheets, and I bury my face in the fine material.

His fingers work the flesh of my ass. “God, just the head and you’re already impossibly tight.”

I’m on my back before I can protest. Surprised, my eyelids shoot open to find a pair of dark eyes staring down at me. His muscles bunch and flex under my palms as he leans his massive body over me, his shirt buttoned to the top. I reach for them wanting all of him touching all of me.

“No,” he commands. “This is about you.”

My legs fall open, and he pushes to kneel between them, his beautiful thick cock in his hand. With long strokes he works the full length, and I can see hot ropes of cum spill into the condom.

Oh my God, that is hot as hell.

But he’s not done. Nope. Like a pressure valve, he only released a little, and believe it or not, from the looks of it he’s harder than before, and I want him in me.

“Now, I need you now.” The burn of another orgasm has grown inside me like an inferno and if he doesn’t do something about it fast, I am going to spontaneously combust.

“Look at me, my sweet Lily.” I open my eyes to find the man poised over me, regarding me with such an intense look that I can’t look away.

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