Page 23 of Darkness

God, the tattoos are amazing, sexy, and I want to get a closer look at them, but first I have to tell him something.

“You can’t just kiss me the way you did, and then walk away like nothing even happened. I mean no goodbye, no ‘I’ll see you later.’ Nothing. That’s rude, you know.” I pause for a moment to get some air in my lungs, before I continue. As he watches me I take a few steps closer to him. “I might not be the best kisser in the world, but I thought it was good, no better than good. Fuck, I don’t even think I’ve ever been kissed like that, and then you just walked away-”

I quickly grab his shirt, as I lose balance when he slams his lips into mine once again. . His hand moves to the side of my neck, his thumb pressing slightly, and the only thing it’s doing is giving me more of a thrill.

His arm wraps around my waist, and lifts me a little so I wrap my legs around his waist. Not able to focus on what he’s doing, as his tongue works magic with mine. He sits me on the desk and pulls away from me.

“Lie back,” he orders and I lick my lips, watching him for a moment, looking at his arms, wanting to see the ink on his skin better, but don’t as he snaps again. “Lie down.” My eyes meet his and, God are they dark, but hungrier than I normally see in them.

With every limb in my body trembling, I slowly lie down, and he places my feet on the edge of the table. Glad I wore my ballerina flats before I came over now, which make me so muchsmaller than him, but they were the first pair of shoes I got on while Katy was pushing me out of my apartment.

He opens my legs wide for him, and the feeling of embarrassment runs straight to my cheeks, and he notices it while he looks at me. Waiting for me to stop him. He’s not verbalizing it, but I can see it. I’m not stopping what he wants to do, because I want him to do it.

Mr. Cain slowly looks down at my body as he moves my dress away from my thighs. He moves his tongue over his bottom lip slowly the moment he can see my underwear.

A small moan escapes just from him placing his hands on my thighs. His hands are hard and strong but they move so gently over my thighs until he reaches the hem of them. Bringing his eyes back onto mine, he slowly starts lowering them. Is he still waiting for me to stop? Because I won’t.

I have never wanted something so much. I want him to show me what the hell I’ve been missing for way too long.

Lifting my feet off the table as he removes them, and then sits down on his chair, opening my legs a little more.

“Fuck, beautiful.” I hear a groan escape. I bite on my inner cheek when I feel him moving closer to me. The warm breath tickles the soft sensitive flesh which is open for him.

I have to hold in the moan when his mouth is pressed against my clit, kissing along the center. I can feel my body already heating up with his touch.

“Oh Mr. Cain,” I moan when his tongue moves from my entrance to my clit, and starts flicking it.

His tongue twirls around my clit. When he kissed me I knew his mouth was going to drive me crazy, and this is it. This is going to be the best thing that’s happened to me in a long, long time, maybe in forever.

The pleasure which is spreading through my body is wild. He sucks on my clit. My back aches off the desk and a rush of ecstasy builds up.

“Oh, fuck,” I whine. He knows what he’s doing. He probably already knows I’m close to hitting the big O, because he places both hands on my thighs to keep them open.

“Yes, yes, oh God.” I let the orgasm rush through me, as Mr. Cain sucks hard on my clit, making sure I hit every single turn of this rollercoaster he’s taking me on. Mr. Cain stands up, and I jolt when I feel his fingers moving up and down my pussy. “You taste so fucking sweet.” I jolt in surprise when he pushes two fingers inside me. “Did you think I was finished?” His question shocks me. I’ve just had one of the best orgasms of my life, and he is not finished with me. “Isn’t this the reason you came to my office?”

Before I can answer, I moan when his fingers brush the sensitive parts of my flesh, parts even I’m only finding out are new to me. I close my eyes as the excitement of that moment hits me, but I’m also trying to fight how Mr. Cain right now has total control over my body.

Mr. Cain brushes his lips over my lips. “Open your eyes. I want to see those beautiful eyes when I make you come again.” Opening my eyes, I’m met with the green ones I’ve been dreaming of. “If I put a little pressure here-” He pushes his finger deeper, I feel it curl up, which makes me scream his name.

“Ohhhh, fuck!” Never, and I mean never, have I ever felt something so powerful hit my body the way this orgasm just hit.

“Found it.” I hear the humor in his tone. How do I know it was humor? Because I’ve not once heard this tone from him?

“Found…found what?” I point out the question as I try to catch my breath, as he continues to move his finger in and out of me, letting the shocks of the orgasm continue to move through me.

Mr. Cain leans in closer, giving me a quick kiss. “Your G spot, my English Rose.” I shift a little on the table, thinking he will remove his hand, but no. He kisses me one more time. “Still not finished.”

“Wh…what? I have nothing left inside me.” My voice escapes, weak and baffled. What else can I give him?

“Let’s see what else I can make your body do. I’m going to make you squirt for me.” He moves his fingers and taps a few times on my G spot, stopping the words escaping my mouth.

“Oh God.” Mr. Cain moves his fingers slowly in and out. “I’ve never…never done that.”

“Always good to do something new.” He kisses the corner of my lip, then my jaw. This man is going to ruin me for any other man on the planet. “Your pussy enjoys my fingers, doesn’t it?” he asks while licking his lips.

“Ye…yes,” I moan out the word.

He moves closer to my lips again and licks them. “Let loose my English Rose.”

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