Page 47 of Forbidden Hearts

“God,” Alonzo growls under his breath.

He grips his hands on his armchairs, his fingertips turning white. His eyes are on mine now, his expression begging me to take him into my mouth.

But he’ll have to wait. I’m teasing him just like he teased me in this exact office last week. There is something so hot about Alonzo looking at me with desperate, needy eyes. He doesn’t have to say anything. I can read his face as plainly as any other person.

When I can’t fight my own craving any longer, I place the tip of my tongue on the base of his cock and slowly make my way up to his tip.

“Holy fuck,” he says.

His body shudders when my tongue arrives under his cock’s head. I know what he longs for—whatIlong for—but I want to savor the moment a little longer. I continue to stroke his cock with one hand while my tongue explores his full length.

Alonzo’s cock is the biggest I have ever seen, so I focus on the tip of his cock as I work up the courage to take him in. I’m nervous. I don’t want to disappoint him. Not just because Ihaveto seduce him but because Iwantto seduce him.

There is that primal voice behind my head again. I can’t hear what it says, but I know what it wants: to please Alonzo for my own pleasure.

“Please,” Alonzo begs softly as my tongue swirls around the tip of his cock. His eyes are begging me to take him in. He’s desperate for it.

As my tongue works his tip, I cautiously dip my head, putting his tip in my mouth. Alonzo utters a deepfuck.

I wrap my lips around his cock and lower my head just before his cock reaches the back of my throat. The crazy thing is that I’ve only taken in half of his full length.

I lift my head to catch my breath, then lower my mouth around his cock again. I continue to stroke him as I take him in my mouth.

“Fuck, Alex,” he says. He fists my hair to keep my head in place and moves his hips up and down, fucking my face as he pleases. “So fucking beautiful,” he mouths with his dark eyes on mine.

His cock tastes so good in my mouth that my nipples harden, and I can feel my panties getting wet. Outside, footsteps and soft voices pass by, but that doesn’t stop me, especially when Alonzo’s face turns to pure ecstasy. In fact, the sounds outside the office turn me on, and I stroke his cock faster.

“I’m gonna come,” Alonzo’s voice quivers. He releases my hair and aimlessly reaches for a box of tissue paper on his desk.But I keep going. I don’t want to stop now. He mutters my name one more time when he realizes I’m still taking him into my mouth. “Alex.”

I take his cock out to catch my breath and tell him he can come in my mouth. That was something a previous boyfriend always liked. He thought it was hot. I never really cared for it, but something tells me Alonzo may like it.

And I’m right. As soon as the words leave my mouth, he puts both hands on either side of my head and forces me down onto his massive cock.

My eyes water, but I don’t mind. I’m enjoying it as much as he is, if not more. I can’t wait to taste more of him in my mouth.

A few seconds later, a low growl escapes his lips, and his entire body shudders. His cock releases so much of him inside my mouth that I swallow it as fast as I can to avoid spilling any of it. It leaves a pleasant sweet and salty taste in my mouth.

I pull his cock out. A few drops of come spill down his cock as it throbs in the air in front of me.

“Will you be a good girl and clean me up?” he asks with a smile.

I lean in and clean the last drops of come on his cock with my tongue. I swirl it once more around his cock to pick up every last drop.

“Good girl,” he says with quivering lips.

Chapter 23

Alex

I pace outside the library with a smile on my face. My fingers trace my bottom lip as I think back to this morning at Alonzo’s office. And then later to the glances he gave me during class with that darkly beautiful smile of his.

It was so hot.

I look up and see him approaching in the distance. The sunset behind him makes him look almost angelic.

I’ve been thinking all day about him. My body craves for more of him. The feeling must be mutual because he told me to meet him here again.

“Ready to go?” he asks.

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