Page 22 of Enraged

“Come over here,” I demanded, my voice low.

Clearly surprised but obedient, she came towards me.

Any ounce of self-control I had evaporated the second she was at arm’s length.

Grabbing her by the back of her neck, I tangled my fingers in the blonde waves at the base of her hairline and tugged, forcing her to look me in the eye.

“Lena….,” I warned once more, pleading for her to tell me to stop and pleading for her to tell me to keep going.

Encircling my neck with her tiny palms, she pulled my mouth down to meet hers.

This is the part where my PASS device would go off.

Her lips were plump and juicy, marred with the subtle taste of Jack Daniels.

She moaned, a strained, deep sound that quaked me to my core.

I’ve got to stop this. Neither of us are in the place for this.

Sensing my hesitation, she pulled me closer, daring me to call her bluff as she slid her tongue between my lips. I welcomed her by opening my mouth deeper, encouraging her tongue to dance against my own.

Kissing her felt more dangerous than any fire I’d ever fought.

Needing more closeness, more passion, moreLena, I pulled her body into mine, every naked inch of her porcelain flesh searing me through my clothes. She kissed me with urgency, determination in her veins.

Fuck this.

Lifting with ease, I laid her back on the kitchen counter.

Shocked by my brazenness, every part of her turned crimson, embarrassment overtaking her.

“Tell me to stop, Lena.” It wasn’t a request. It was a plea.

She shook her head.

“Lena,” I groaned. “Tell me to stop.”

“I need this, Dak. I need you,” she whimpered breathlessly.

I think I do, too.

Spreading her legs apart, I took in my new, unshielded view.

Her pussy was bare and glistening, a perfect match for my own throbbing situation. Her clit was damn near purple, swollen and barely peeking from beneath its hood. Using only my thumb, I stroked her, her body trembling against the counter in response.

“Mmm, do you like that, Lena?”

She nodded, suddenly looking more innocent than I’d ever seen her. I stopped my probing.

She propped up on her elbows, her eyes flashing.

“Can’t finish the drill, Lt.?”

Ya know what…

Using both hands, I spread her pussy open, toying with every part I wanted against my tongue.

She smells so goddamn good.

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