Page 18 of His Dark Desire

Unable to resist any longer, I swipe my tongue along her soaking wet pussy, alternating between driving my tongue deep inside of her and lavishing attention on her sensitive clit. The sounds of her pleasure fill the room as she writhes beneath me, gripping onto the sheets as she arches off the bed.

“Joe,” she cries out, her voice raspy and filled with need.

Hazel's body tenses against mine as I continue to lap at her pussy. Her moans grow louder and more desperate as she grinds against me, her body tight with need. The scent of her arousal fills the air, driving me wild with desire. I suck on her clit relentlessly, knowing that it's only a matter of time before she comes.

Her moans turn into cries as her body begins to tremble beneath me. I growl against her pretty pink pussy, my voice thick with need. "I need you to come," I demand, my breath hot against her skin.

Her fingers claw at the bed sheets beneath her once again as she reaches her climax. She floods my tongue with her sweet juices. Christ, she tastes phenomenal, utterly fucking amazing, just as I knew she would.

With a devilish smile, I stand up and lick my lips, savoring her taste on my tongue. My cock is rock hard and heavy with anticipation, pre-cum leaking from the slit.

Positioning myself over her, I can feel the heat radiating from her pussy, begging me to take her. Unable to hold back any longer, I give in to the temptation I've been trying to hide from and slide into her tight, hot pussy. Each thrust only adds fuel to the fire inside of me, the need to fill her completely overwhelming. Christ, I'm fifty fucking five and Hazel is twenty-three. I'm old enough to be her father, but I can't hold back, I've wanted her from the moment I saw her and now I finally have her.

I twist my hips, groaning low as I lose myself in the sensation of being inside of her. This woman is going to be my undoing. Never before have I felt this primal urge to claim someone as my own. Normally, I'm careful and calculated in my actions, but with Hazel all reason is thrown out the window. I'd be happy if I knocked her up right here and now. That's how fucked up I'm feeling right now. This woman has me in a chokehold, and I'm not sure what the fuck will happen after tonight, but one thing is for certain, I'm nowhere finished with her.

Hazel's arms wrap around my neck, and she meets every one of my thrusts with just as much passion and power. There's no holding back between us now, just pure want and need driving each movement. She takes every inch of me willingly, christ, she's fucking perfect, I grip her hips, gritting my teeth and pounding into her. I just can't get enough; I don't think I'll ever have enough of her.

"You're mine," I tell her, my voice rough and raw with desire. The words tumbling from me. Never, not fucking ever have I felt like a woman is mine to have until now.

"Yes," she cries out, throwing her head back, grounding her hips down on my cock.

"Now that I've had you, Hazel, I'm not letting you go. Fuck, no." I snarl, needing her to know that I'm serious.

Her pussy clenches tightly around my cock, she's coming. Fuck, I can feel my own release approaching rapidly. "Fuck," I snarl as my balls tighten and the pressure becomes too much to bear. With one final thrust, I let go and cum harder than I ever have in my life. Christ.

I collapse onto the bed, my breathing ragged and my cock still hard. I glance at Hazel, she has a dreamy look on her face and her sweet as fuck smile. "God, Joe, that was better than I could have ever imagined."

I grin, pulling her into my arms. "You've been thinking about me, sweetheart?" I tease.

Her cheeks flame as she ducks her head. "You're incorrigible," she says as she presses tightly against me. "I don't know what happened tonight, but I'm glad that it did."

I raise a brow. "You wearing that dress, changed," I say, my cock twitching at the reminder of how sexy she looked. "Every man was watching you; I couldn't handle it."

She giggles. "Who knew you could be jealous."

I haul her toward me, her body crashing against mine. "When it comes to you, Hazel, I'm realizing I'm a fucking lot of things."

I've never been jealous or possessive before. I guess it's down to never finding the right woman. I'm protective of those that I love. Gabby and Anthony are the ones that I'd do anything to protect, I have a feeling that Hazel could be joining that list too.

She presses her hand against my chest. "What happens now?" she asks softly.

"Told you, you're mine."

"What about your wife?" she asks. "Are you two getting divorced? Or is this you having your cake and eating it too?"

Christ, I should have known she'd want to talk about Christina, but fuck, this isn't the time nor the place. She should have questioned me about it before I fucked her if she was truly that curious about it.

"Yes," I hiss. "We've been over for a long fucking time. She's my wife on paper only, Hazel. That's fucking it."

She rears back, her eyes wide and filled with pain. "What?" she hisses. "Are you serious right now?"

"What do you want me to say?" I ask, wondering what the fuck is going on. One minute we're fine and the next it's this bullshit. "You knew I was married, Hazel, you've known that from the get-go. Christina and I are separated, we're not together, we haven’t been for a long fucking time."

Her jaw tightens as she rises from the bed. "I can't believe you," she cries, pulling on clothes. "God, I'm such a fool. You really had me going there, Joe. God, I can't believe this bullshit." She starts to throw her shit into her luggage, she's leaving and I'm lying on this bed wondering what the hell just happened. "I won't be at work this week," she tells me as she glares at me. "I'm not sure when I'll be back, I'm working remotely."

I stare dumbfounded as she storms out of the hotel room.

I shake my head, I'm too fucking old for this shit. I don't know what the hell happened, I thought everything was fine and clearly, I was wrong. So fucking wrong.

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