Page 17 of Draco

Without warning or hesitation, I buried my face in her warmth. I inhaled her scent, let it fill my lungs, my senses, my whole being as my tongue found her clit and began to pressure the button in a terse demand her body took very seriously.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, and her hips bucked into my face as I teased her with my tongue. Within seconds she let out a shuddering moan, and her whole body went tense before relaxing into a series of rippling twitches that told me all her secrets.

She’d just climaxed on my face, and that thought enflamed my desire to bury myself in her. My cock raged hard and ready, pulsing with need to be inside her and I grabbed her hips. With a quick motion, I flipped her and pulled her toward me on the couch. Her knees touched the floor as her ass trembled before me as if in terror… or excitement.

I gave her a swift smack before hauling her upright, holding her back to my chest and burying my face in the curve of her neck. Thrusting my thumb in her mouth, I groaned as she sucked greedily, her mind telling me she was all in, begging me to fuck her hard and fast, to take what I wanted from her, to give her the pleasure she needed and wanted so much. She needed this, needed me inside her, needed to be owned, fucked, and enjoyed.

“Please.” The word was wrung out of her, demanding every last drop of oxygen in her lungs, and I felt the burn in my own chest as she hesitated before inhaling.

I’d give her everything she asked for, audibly and otherwise.

Pushing her face down, I lined my cock up with her pussy and thrust home in her. She cried out, her whole body going tense as shock coursed through her. Pain echoed through her being, and she begged me to keep going. Blind with desperation, I listened to her thoughts.

I pulled back and plunged into her over and over, then thrust my thumb into her along with my cock before slipping it out. With my thumb coated in her slickness, I pressed it into her tight little pucker, and she gasped, pleasure screaming through her.

Her delight crashed over me, intensifying my own sensations, and I pushed them right back, letting her feel my own desire and desperation as I fucked her wildly.

She cried out, her body jolting as I plunged into her again, this time burying my thumb completely in her tight ass. With every motion of her body, every gasp of pleasure, every cry of need, and each thought begging for more, I lost myself in her.

My cock, so hard it throbbed forcefully as I plunged home in her again and again. I fucked her like I’d never been satiated, like I’d never done this before, like the world would end if we didn’t keep going.

“Play with your clit,” I ordered, after hearing her thought that fingering her clit was the only thing that would make this better.

She gasped as she did what I told her. I pressed a hand to her back, lowering her a bit more and loving the burst of pleasure coursing through her as her hard nipples rubbed on the soft microfiber couch. Every nerve ending in her body popped off like so many firecrackers.

Suddenly her walls clamped down around me so hard I saw stars, and I ground out a growl as she shuddered. Her pussy rippled around my cock, milking me, and I gave in to the flood of pleasure, hers, mine, all of it and filled her with my own orgasm.

Her hips bucked into me again, her breaths coming quick and forceful as I slowly drifted back to reality.

I checked her mind first. Her body ached a bit at the rough handling, and I slipped out of her. Our mixed fluids rushed down her thigh, and she shivered in pleasure at the sensation.

Without thinking, I fixed my pants and scooped her up in my arms. Carrying her to the shower, I laid her on the cool stone tiles so she wouldn’t have to stand on her hurt ankle and turned on the hot water. Only when the temperature was right did I adjust the spray to actually hit her.

Her glazed, glassy eyes met mine, and the corners of her lips lifted in a tired grin. “That was fantastic.”

My cock stirred.

“I’d swear I could feel what you were feeling, that intense pleasure.” She shook her head, a rueful look on her face. “I must be going crazy. But it really was amazing.” She opened her arms to me. “Join me.”

That didn’t seem like a good idea. I’d already overstepped, broken the rules, fucked a woman in my care.

I’d fucked up, and I knew it.

But how to fix it?

How could I damage-control this situation?

Her smile dimmed, and her arms lowered a bit before she planted her hands and scooted away from me in a motion that broke my heart. I’d hurt her feelings. I was a dick, and I knew it. I’d enjoyed what she offered, then went cold on her.

“I shouldn’t join you. I mean, it was great, but—”

“I get it.” Her voice went tense. “Don’t worry about it, okay?”

But I could feel her aching, and I wanted to fix it and smooth this over. “I’m sorry. I really want to.”

“I said, don’t worry about it. Just go away. I’ll be out when I’m done.” She rolled her head to face away from me, and I tried to keep my eyes to myself as I turned around to give her a shred of privacy.

“You can go now.” She sounded pissed, but I shook my head.

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