Page 42 of Unforeseen Love

My dick strains painfully in my trousers. My fingers hook the material and shove them to the side, and I let out a low curse when I see she’s not wearing knickers.

Dropping to my knees, I lower my face between her legs and inhale the smell of her. Desire courses through me. Unable to hold back, I lick the length of her with my tongue. She arches into me, and I hear the sound of a thud above me, but I’m too consumed with needing to really taste her to pay any attention to anything else than my current task at hand.

Without saying a word, I move back and hook my fingers in the top of her shorts and glance up to see her sea-blue eyes laser focused on me.

“Off.” It’s the only word I manage to form, and I wonder if at any moment she’s going to come back to reality and her senses and push me away, but I sure as hell fucking hope not.

Her hands move to the edge of the counter, and she grips it as she lifts her arse enough for me to pull the shorts down her thighs and off her legs, dropping them to the floor.

The lower half of her body is open and bare to me, her pussy glistening with her arousal. I wrap an arm around her lower back and tug her forward until she’s aligned perfectly with my face.

I glance up to her one last time, needing her permission for me to do what I so desperately crave.

We hold eye contact, and I tilt my head, asking a silent question. She bites down on her lower lip and gives a small nod.

With my face between the apex of her thighs, I lean in and spear her with my tongue. She gasps and arches into me as I plunge inside her tight pussy. Using my fingers, I spread her open wide and fuck her with my mouth, sucking and teasing.

I fall back on my haunches, losing contact with her hot folds, and I glance up to find her staring down in annoyance. I can’t help but chuckle.

“I’m going to need more,” I explain and tug her forward until her feet touch the floor either side of my thighs. Taking hold of one of her legs, I lift it onto my shoulder, and she reaches out and cups the other to steady herself.

Satisfied, I go back to working her with my mouth and love the feel of her weight bearing down on my face, my tongue plunging in and out, my thumb working over her clit.

Her free hand grabs hold of my hair and tugs enough to make my eyes water. With my index and middle fingers, I hook them inside her and make a ‘come here’ motion.

“Oh fuck,” she hisses through her teeth. Her breathing becomes choppy as I continue to fuck her with my fingers and my mouth.

If she carries on making those noises, I might literally come in my boxers just from the erotic sounds leaving her plump lips.

If it wasn’t for the fact she’d sliced and diced her knee, I’d be lying down with her pussy smothering my face as I make her come. Pulling my mouth away, I keep my fingers buried inside her as I move to my feet and tug her towards the table.

“I need you laying down.”

Removing my fingers, I lift her onto the table and she leans back on her elbows, her chest rising and falling, her eyes glassed over with desire.

I grab a cushion from the sofa, and she goes to protest, but I ignore her and place it under her hips, tilting her pelvis forward and then hooking her legs over my shoulders.

“Much better.” I sigh as my fingers hook back inside, giving me better access to her G-spot. I scissor her open, licking over her vulva before adding a third finger.

“Oh my God. That’s it, please don’t stop,” she says, squeezing her thighs either side of my head like a Venus flytrap.

I love how wet she is for me, her juices leaking down my chin, and the thought of driving my cock deep inside her urges me on until her entire body coils tight, her hands pulling my hair for all its worth. If I don’t end up with bald spots, it’ll be a fucking miracle.

She convulses and her walls pulse and tighten around my fingers. I think of how amazing it would feel with my dick buried deep inside her, milking every single ounce of her orgasm.

When her thighs release their death grip around my head and they fall to the side, I draw back. Her clit is swollen and sensitive, and leaning back in, I kiss over it and flick it with my tongue. She cries out as she’s hit with aftershocks before another orgasm hits and she’s screaming out my name on a long drawn-out sigh.

I kiss up her inner thigh, sucking and nipping until I’m satisfied I’ve done what I had intended. When I pull back and see I’ve left a mark, I can’t help but smile at my handy work.

Her arm is slung over her eyes, her chest heaving from the exertion. I mean, it must have been a workout in itself the way she held me prisoner, not that I’m in any way complaining.

Moving over her, I pull her arm away. Her cheeks have the most beautiful crimson flush. I’m aware I shouldn’t be thinking of her in that way, because not only am I her boss, but she also can’t stand me.

“I could eat your pussy every day and never be sated,” I say, and just like I hoped, her eyes dart open and lock with mine.

“Oh my God.” She attempts to scramble away but I have her caged in beneath me, my hands either side her head as I hover over her. “I can’t believe I let you do that. I mean, you don’t even like me.”

I can’t hide my chuckle. “I think your pussy and my mouth would have to disagree.”

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