Page 26 of Desperate Desires

I shouldn’t like it. Shouldn’t be so turned on by the way he was rutting into me like he’d lost all control.

“You’ve been driving me crazy for days with this fucking body. Tell me you’re close, Baby. Say it,” he growled.

“I’m close,” I moaned. And I was.

It was no lie. Opening my mouth, I keened as he drove his tongue into it, following the same pump pump pump rhythm of his hips.

Heat unfurled inside my core, and I squeezed him with my thighs, not even caring the water had turned cold.

This was fucked up, I wasn’t denying that.

But it felt too good to stop.

I was completely in his thrall, caught in the inescapable pull of him like a moth to a flame. I was just as helpless against his heat.

My thoughts dissolved into a haze of want, every rational part of me surrendering to the overwhelming need to stay right there—right under his touch, his control.

I was mindless.

Stripped of reason.

A willing prisoner to whatever he commanded.

I would’ve done anything, been anything, as long as he didn’t stop fucking me.

Every breath I took was tethered to him, every nerve hanging on by a thread, waiting for him to give the command.

Ono consumed me, wrapping around my body and my senses like silk and steel.

He left no room for doubt or hesitation. Only the aching, desperate plea for more.

So when he told me to hold on, I did.

When he instructed me to open my mouth wider, I obeyed, sucking on his long tongue willing him to drive it into my mouth, and sobbing when he gave me what I wanted.

And when he said, “Come for me, Doc. Show me how good I make you feel.”

There was no other choice.

I broke apart.

My body belonged to him. So, yeah, I listened. I came.

Why wouldn’t I?

I came hard, too, moaning my pleasure loud and long.

Ono followed right behind me.

Warm jets of cum splashed inside of me, filling me so deep, coating my womb, until finally, it dripped down my thighs.

My pussy spasmed, and my entire body trembled with my release.

“Holy shit,” I murmured as I slowly came back down to earth.

He must have been having the same trouble, because it took a moment for him to allow me to slide down from where he still held me against the shower wall.

“Are you okay? You didn’t tear anything?” I asked, suddenly concerned when he remained silent.

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