Page 16 of Scorpion
And I know Lilah loves this. She loves being mine, loves it when I mark her up or kiss her breathless. My girl would wear a goddamn collar that says “Property of Scorpion” if I asked her to.She doesn’t just indulge my possessiveness. She actively fucking enjoys it.
With a growl, I remove my mouth from hers and reach for the front of her jeans. As much as I’d love to take my time with her, the guys aren’t going to be gone for long. Besides, I’ll take my time with her when we get home. Her parents have the kids for the weekend.
“Been thinking about getting inside you all day,” I rasp, pushing her jeans and underwear down. I push her face-first onto the desk so her ass is sticking out, and my mouth waters at the sight. “But first, I’m going to have my lunch.”
Without any other warning, I get on my knees and lean in. I lick into her center, savoring her taste. She whines my name, her breath hitching on the last syllable. I smile against her, and reach around the front so I can circle my fingers around her clit.
“Scorpion,” she whimpers. “I– You– Oh, my god.”
I hum, letting her know that I’m loving the way she’s so desperate for me. Her body quivers, and she pushes herself even harder against me. Since she’s begging for more, I have no choice but to give it to her.
Like a starving man, I eat her out savagely. I lap up every single drop of her juices, working her over with both my tongue and my fingertips. Each noise she makes is like music to my ears, and they only serve to further encourage me.
A shudder wracks through her entire body, and I know that she’s close. My cock pulses hard in my jeans. Knowing how much pleasure I’m giving her makes me hot all over, fills me with a primal hunger. I need to get inside her. But I need to make her cum first.
I pull out all the stops, doing all of the things that I know drive her crazy. With a flick of my tongue, I send Lilah over the edge. Her body shakes, and she pushes herself even more firmly against my face. I eat her out through her climax, not stopping until she weakly starts to pull away from me.
The only time I give her to recover from her orgasm is the time it takes me to get my cock out of my pants. I give my length a few firm strokes before I line myself up with her. Then, in a smooth motion, I shove my member inside of her soaking pussy.
“Fuck,” I curse, holding onto her hips as I lean down to speak into her ear. I nibble at the lobe as I start to roll my hips. “You’re so fucking tight. So wet. Fuckin’ love your pussy.”
“Love you,” she slurs, pushing her ass back against me, meeting each one of my thrusts, letting me reach even deeper inside her. “Love this.”
“I love you, too,” I groan, increasing my pace as I start to chase my own release. “I love you so fuckin’ much, Lilah. You’re everything to me.”
As I continue to pound into her, hitting all the spots I’ve learned that she loves. Sex with her only gets better with our time together. Her pussy stimulates me in all the best ways, and I know for a fact that I’m drilling directly into her g-spot.
As Lilah tarts to babble, I know that she’s getting close again. It won’t take much more for her pussy to start squeezing me in the way that makes me absolutely insane. So, I pick up my pace, brutally fucking her, filling the room with the sound of skin slapping against skin.
“That’s it,” I encourage her, gripping her hips so hard that I know she’s going to have bruises in the shape of my fingertips. “Let me make you feel good. Let me hear how amazing you’re feeling.”
“Scorpion,” she moans, the first coherent thing out of her lips in the last few minutes. “Close. Gonna cum again.”
“Yeah?” I say, kissing her back as the muscles in her body start to tighten. “You gonna cum on my cock?”
“Mhm,” she whines as she rests her forehead on the desk.
“Then go on,” I say as my balls start to tighten, my own climax starting to build.
Several thrusts later, I feel her falling over the edge. Her whole body tightens, and her breaths come out in broken, ragged moans. Her pleasure is all the encouragement I need to join her in this free-fall.
I work both of us through our climaxes. Lilah lets me guide her, lets me draw our connection out as long as possible. Eventually, I pull out of her, making sure to kiss the nape of her neck and stroke over the freshly bruised skin as I do.
Without speaking, I get her pants from the ground and dress her again. My touch is reverent, worshipping this woman as I run my hands over any wrinkles. Then, once she’s decent again, I tuck myself away.
“I guess it’s a good thing that I packed us lunches this morning, isn’t it?” Lilah asks as I lean in to press a kiss to her cheek.
“I guess it is,” I reply, wrapping my arms around her, not ready to let her go just yet. We still have time. “I love you, Lilah.”
“That’s what you keep saying,” she murmurs before returning my embrace. “But that’s good, because I love you, too.”
I grin, looking down into those gorgeous eyes I fell in love with all those years ago. Then, I lean down to kiss her, sealing the love we feel for one another. As we part, I feel Lilah leaningup for more, practically chasing my touch. God, I can’t wait to get her home so I can take my time with her.
“You know,” I murmur, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the office, “the baby birds in the tree in the back lot hatched a few days ago.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me?” she replies as I grab our lunches from the fridge.
“I’m telling you now,” I say, inclining my head toward the back. “What do you say we watch them while we eat?”
Her face softens as she walks with me into the warm, afternoon sunlight. “I’d love that.”
