Page 93 of Holding The Reins

“No fucking panties.”

She turns over her shoulder and blows me a kiss.

I give her a tight slap to her ass in response to her sassy little attitude and she whimpers.

“Stop pretending when we both know the truth.” I trail a finger over her already soaking slit. “You came into my bar with no panties. My cunt on full display for one reason and one reason only.”

CeCe moans, “Pretty full of yourself, aren’t you? Maybe I just don’t like panties.” She smirks. I smack her ass again, and she yelps.

Fuck, my hand print looks good on her.

“Stop fucking around and tell me just how badly you want me to fill this little slice of paradise with my cock so I can take you right here over my desk. You’ll be screaming my name before your friends even notice you’re gone.” I spread her arousal over her and rub it into her clit.

Her eyes flutter closed.

Not so sassy now, are you, baby?

“I want it s-so badly,” she stutters. “I’ve been thinking about it all fucking day. It’s really frustrating. I can’t think about anything else,” she confesses, and I grin as I move my hands over her bare lower back and her hips, gripping her tight.

I fight the urge to just take her right this second. I love that she’s just as desperate for me as I am for her. The desire to drop to my knees and push my face into her sweet pussy overtakes me, but not before I grab the shot of bourbon and pour it slowly just above the cleft of her ass, she jumps but doesn’t stop me. It trickles down her crevices over her tight pink rosebud and slides down between her two perfect, bare lips. I’m already there, on my knees, catching the bourbon in my mouth before it has a chance to hit the floor. I swirl it in my mouth and lick a clean trail up her center as her breathing grows frantic.

The mixture of our finest bourbon and her pussy is a fucking delicacy. I lose myself in her, eating CeCe’s sweet pussy from behind, spreading her pert little ass wide to let me in fully as she grinds against me, riding my face, seeking her high.

I push two fingers into her and she moans my name. My fucking name on her lips is a shot straight to my dick that I’ll never tire of and I can’t take it anymore, my need to fuck her is carnal as I free myself from my clothes in record time and sheath myself in her with one deep, vicious thrust.

“Holy shit,” she moans as I almost black out from the feel of her pussy around me like this. This angle...

“Fucking Christ, CeCe,” I grit out, staying fully rooted in her. I give her a few seconds to adjust to my size while I knead her hips in a bruising hold.

“I—you’re too big, I can’t get used to it,” CeCe whines.

“No, baby, just enough, remember? All you have to do is breathe.” I reach around and slide my middle finger over her clit, waiting for her to relax.

I’m desperate to move. Desperate to fuck her into next week. I slide a hand up the center curve of her back and just let my eyes absorb this view of her, every muscle, every vertebra in her spine, the shape of her tiny waist and back under my fingers. I want to touch her everywhere. All that velvety skin just begging for my lips and my teeth.

I pull out slightly and thrust back into her, forcing that last inch or so of me in and she shudders around me.

“Nash,” she moans my name as I wrap a hand in her ponytail and drive us both up.

She grips my desk, her knuckles whiten as I take her, raising herself up on her tip toes so I can get even deeper, giving in to my primal need to fuck her like the crazed animal I am for her.

“Harder,” she whimpers, knowing just what I want, and I oblige. Driving into her over and over as I feel her tighten around me.

“Deeper, more…” she moans.

This fucking woman.

I slow myself and give her what she wants. I fuck as deeply and slowly into her as I can take without losing control and she eats it up.

“You better be ready to come because I’m going to,” she says in tiny little breaths, knowing that the moment she does, I’m a goner. It’s impossible to fight.

Papers that once lived on the corner of my desk hit the floor as I bottom out inside her again and again, nudging the desk across the floor with every thrust. I reach my hand around and cover her mouth, smearing the cherry red tint of her lips with my fingers as her eyes water and her pussy clenches. I just know she’s going to scream.

“Nash…” Her voice is muffled in my hand.

The churning in my balls responds to her and her tightening pussy instantly. My release fires up my shaft and explodes into her. Static lines my vision as I fill her, each wave that crests pulls us both deeper, each of us desperate for one more second of this euphoria.

“Fuck, you’re the most beautiful sight when you come,” I say as I kiss her back.

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