Page 15 of The Owner

“Oh my god,” I whisper, pulling away from his mouth so I can look at him.

His ruined shirt is hanging off his broad shoulders. I pull it down as I stare in awe at his shredded stomach and muscular chest. He’s so fit. He’s so fucking hot.

I lunge back on his mouth and shove my tongue in as I slide my hands all over him, feeling his hard six-pack, feeling his massive chest. His skin is so warm. So soft and perfect. I want to feel it pressed on my skin. I want totasteit.

I lean down and lick his chest as he starts sliding his hands into my underwear, feeling my bare ass.

“I’m obsessed with you,” he growls as he kisses my neck. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you all damn night.”

“Same,” I say as I drop my head back with a moan. “I wasn’t expecting this…”

I whimper as he picks me up and puts me on the table. I open my legs as he comes between them, holding my jaw as he kisses my mouth.

The pulsing throb between my legs intensifies. It’s unbearable. I want to touch myself so badly, but I keep my hands on him, trying to fight the urge.

Now I know why I was never interested in sex.

A strong dominant man taking what he wants is what I was missing. It’s what I never knew I needed. I guess it’s what I’ve always been waiting for. It just never clicked until now.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp as he puts his hands on my thighs and slides them up.

I wonder if he can feel the heat. I wonder if I’ll cum before he even gets there.

“Yes,” I moan as he grips the waistband of my panties and pulls them down. I put my hands on the old table and lift my ass up. My panties slide right off.

Brantley’s eyes darken with lust as he pulls them down my legs and slips them off my feet.

I’m still shy in front of such a sexy, powerful man, so I keep my legs closed. He’s not having any of that though. After he stuffs my panties into his pocket, those strong powerful hands grab my knees and he pries them open, his lust-filled eyes locked between my legs.

I swallow hard as I’m exposed for him, but instead of being shy, I getmoreturned on. Something primal in mewantshim to see me. I want him to have it. Totakeit.

I want to please him and turn him on until he’s so hot he’s combusting.

“Beautiful,” he whispers as he stares at my naked pussy. “Absolutely beautiful.”

I start blushing knowing he can see it all. It’s my most intimate area, the part I kept hidden all my life, and now a man is staring at it. Staring at it and loving every second.

He wipes his hand along his jaw as he stares at me for a little longer. I’m breathing so heavily, my breasts moving up and down. I can barely take it. I need to be touched. I need some friction.

“Oh,” I gasp as he drops to his knees and wraps his arms around my legs. He’ssoclose. So damn close…

He hasn’t taken his heated eyes off my aching pussy once.

A deep possessive growl rumbles out of his throat as he leans in closer.

“What are you—oh!” I cry out when I feel his hot mouth on me. My whole bodymelts. It turns to mush. I let out deep moans after deep moans while his hot tongue slides over me, gliding around my folds and dipping into my virgin opening.

The sensations are sointense. They’re overwhelming. They’re stronger than I ever thought possible. I cry out when he finds my clit, flicking his tongue over it and grazing it with his lips.

“Oh my god,” I moan as his tongue moves faster. It pushes in deeper. My legs tremble as he pushes them further apart.

My black dress, which is now my lucky black dress, is hiked up around my waist. It’s half-off, but even that’s not enough. I want it gone.

But I don’t stop him to remove it. I can’t stop this. It feels too good.

I watch those big sexy shoulders moving as hedevoursme, pushing indeeper, his whole body moving with the rhythm of his tongue like he’s feeling the intense pleasure himself.

His thick fingers join the party and he rubs my clit before sliding them down to tease my opening. I was wet before, but I’mgushingnow.

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