Page 38 of Margot
I rarely got a chance to get out and have fun.
This was forme.
I locked my arms around his neck and he lifted me in the air. It was effortless. My dress inched up my thighs until my ass was exposed. My panties were soaked but they’d been that way from the first moment I spoke to Lennox.
He backed me against the nearest wall. A picture went crashing to the floor. I heard the shatter of glass but neither one of us cared.
My stomach tensed over and over while his lips danced against mine. At first he was timid like he didn’t know if it was okay to kiss me. I coaxed him into my mouth with my tongue and once he had the invitation, he dominated me.
His kisses slid down my neck and I wondered if he could feel the way my pulse thumped for him. I was his to control. He nibbled on my collarbones and I moaned when his teeth scraped my throat.
Something unfurled slowly inside of him. It scared and excited me at the same time. My belly flopped when I felt his hands gripping my ass. It was like he’d been starved for so long.
“Margot, I can’t do this if you don’t tell me you want it,” he said, pulling back from my skin. I missed him already. His tongue. His teeth. His lips. I wanted more but I saw the hesitance in his eyes. He’d been hurt so badly before.
Well, I wasn’t his fucking wife.
I wouldn’t hurt him.
“Lennox…fuck me,” I begged. I was overflowing with desire. If he didn’t impale me with his dick, I would die.
A growl grew deep in his chest and I whimpered from the force of the vibration. He snatched my hair in his fist, exposing my neck like a wild wolf claiming what was his. His teeth would leave marks on my caramel skin and I would wear each one like a badge of honor.
I sank into the feeling humming through my bones while he tore the dress from my body. Threads popped and material cried as I went from clothed to naked. Everything I wore lay in a pile of scraps. They were now discarded bits from the hungry wolf devouring my body.
He shifted me against the wall and I felt his thick cock pressing against me. It pressed a button deep inside of me that turned me into a fucking wild woman. I yanked at his belt and he smirked. It was a smirk that made me want to come all over myself.
When his shorts fell to the floor, his belt buckle hit with a clink.
Time sped up after that and I felt my head spin. I fought to focus.
Fuck that.
I needed to feel everything he did to me. I refused to let the copious amounts of cognac ruin shit for me.
Lennox angled his thick dick at my slick pussy and I bit my bottom lip bracing for his entrance. “Say it again,” he demanded roughly in my ear. He teased my stiff clit with the head of his cock and I shuddered against him, losing my posture.
“Fuck me, Lennox. Please fuck me.”
He plunged deep inside of me and let out a low groan that was full of relief. My eyes snapped shut as I adjusted to his girth. “Oh my god,” I whined as he pushed deeper inside. I was so wet I could feel it rolling from me like sweet water.
My world spun round and round making me dizzy. I pulled him closer. I needed to kiss him. “Fuck. Your pussy feels so good. You’re so goddamn wet.” He hammered into me like he couldn’t help himself and I dug my nails into his broad shoulders scraping his chocolate skin with each punishing stroke he dealt.
“Lennox, you feel so good.” I moaned for him and he thrust harder and deeper, sucking the breath from my lungs. They were useless sacks at that point.
He sucked on my bottom lip while his hand found its way between our bodies. I tensed when he teased my clit. I could feel my climax building faster than I could control it. I wanted this moment to last but I was getting ready to explode.
“I’m about to come!” I shouted, clawing at his back. He didn’t care. He was relentless.
“Come all over this dick, baby.” My head rolled along the wall. I shut my eyes trying to ride the wave crashing into me. “Open those fucking eyes. I want to watch you come. I want to see how beautiful you are when your pussy drains my cock.” He hooked his thumb in my open mouth and I sucked on it like it was his dick.
“Fuck…” he groaned when I came. My pussy tightened around him like a boa constrictor. He emptied his balls in the next second. It was so fucking warm and silky. I never wanted it to stop.
“Shit, Sutton,” he muttered. I pretended not to hear him but I still froze.
“You should probably go back to your wife,” I said, my voice thick.
“Dammit. I’m sorry...Margot.”
