Page 120 of Devil Mine

Her tongue flattens and swipes across my shaft as she takes me in and out of her mouth. Her lips suction around my base, suckling me deep, adding a kind of dizzying pressure that makes me lightheaded. The wet sounds of my cock fucking her mouth, of every inch sliding into the back of her tight throat, drive me insane.

Just when I think she’s going to ignore me again, she releases my cock and her eyes find mine, dark intent shining in them as she licks her lips.

“Beg.”

She issues the simple, single-worded command and immediately takes me entirely back into her throat. I hiss in physical response, hiss at the clear power play that is the gauntlet she just threw down. Her satisfaction at turning the tables on me is evident in the way her eyes flash brazenly. She’s got a vengeful side to her, my wife, and that hardens my dick even further.

I don’t beg. It wasn’t hard for her to deduce that without me having to confirm it.

What she didn’t take into account is the fact that none of my normal rules apply to her. They never have. I’d beg her for thirty days and thirty nights if it meant spending just thirty more seconds with her. I’d get down on my knees and plead if it meant I’d get just one more soft touch from her. I’d throw myself at her feet for one smile. Begging implies desperation and that’s exactly what I am when it comes to getting more of her.

Desperate.

Beyond salvation.

“Please.”

Her eyes flare wide in a mix of surprise and arousal. She chokes, caught off guard by my easy capitulation. I’m already moving before she’s even nodded, wrapping my hands in her hair and guiding her head down until she’s taken all of my cock.

“Mhmm,” I say, moaning approvingly. “That’s how you do it. Take me all the way back into your throat. Yes…yes. Take it all.”

I’m delirious with lust, my hands unable to stay in one place. They go from her hair, to her cheeks, to her tits where I tweak her tight nipples, and back to her hair. When I hear her choke again on one of my upward thrusts, I grab her around the waist and pull her up until she’s straddling my lap.

“Hey!” she whines, surprised at the abrupt change. “I wanted–”

“Another time,” I grunt, positioning her knees on either side of my legs. “I need inside you now.”

I laugh when she pouts adorably at my refusal to come down her throat, and lean forward, capturing her lips with mine. Reaching up between her legs, my fingers find her panties and tear them off. The sound of ripping makes her gasp and I thrust my tongue inside her mouth, tasting myself on hers. Two fingers go to her center, testing her preparedness.

My smile is arrogant. “Wet and ready for me as always.”

I catch her answering moan with my lips, kissing her again. My cock finds her entrance and then I’m pushing in, pressing her hips slowly but relentlessly down until she’s fully seated on me. She whimpers into my mouth at the tight stretch. There’s something about kissing her while I’m sliding inside her that makes my heart trip exultingly in my chest.

Knowing that someone almost forced her to do this against her will, that someone tried to take what belongs to only me and her, has fresh fury flaring in my eyes. Tess sees it, her own gaze softening at the anger she finds in mine.

“Don’t think about it,” she whispers, cupping my jaw and pressing featherlight kisses on my lips. “Fuck me. Fuck me knowing that I want it, that I wantyou.”

If she was trying to make me come in record time, she couldn’t have picked better words. I clench my teeth to keep my orgasm at bay and tear at her blouse instead. Buttons go flying, revealing a pretty pink bra holding even prettier perky tits. With one hand, I dig my fingers greedily into the cheek of her ass, using it to guide her hips as I thrust into her. With the other, I pull down the cups of her bra and suck her taut peak into my mouth.

Her back arches wantonly in response. She hovers just above my lap, the perfect position for me to pound inside her as I bite the tight little bud. Her hands are in my hair, clutching me impatiently against her chest as she moans loudly.

“Please,” she gasps, begging herself now. “More.”

I capture her other nipple between my teeth and tug at it, making her shriek. My thrusts turn savage, my pace brutal as my hips power up into her. Then I reach between her legs and find her clit, rubbing it with rough fingers.

“Your clit was getting a little lonely without any attention, wasn’t it,amor? We can’t have that.”

I pinch it between my thumb and index and Tess’s eyes roll back into her head. Her mouth parts on a silent scream as her gaze comes to mine. She shudders violently, her muscles clamping down forcefully on my cock as she comes, and then she falls forward against my chest, spent.

Her arms come around my neck, her face burying in my throat like she did earlier. Harsh breaths hit my skin as her lungs search for oxygen. She’s still fully impaled on my cock and I’m thrusting lazily, my hands coming to caress her back and waist.

“You’re not done,” I murmur against the shell of her ear. She pulls back to rest her head on the edge of my shoulder so she can look at me. “You wanted to be in control, so do it. Get me off.”

Challenge flashes in her eyes and then she starts rolling her hips. She doesn’t move, doesn’t get up, her chest still against mine, her arms still around my neck as she starts riding me with undulating hips. The closeness causes her clit to rub against my groin with every bounce and I can see the fresh pleasure etching itself on her features.

“You have no idea how beautiful you look when you’re bouncing on my cock,” I growl. “But bouncing on my cock in your corner office? That’s hot as fuck.”

She mewls pornographically, her face flushed. A pleased smile tugs at her lips and a matching one comes across mine.

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