Page 42 of Empowered
“Oh, I don’t doubt it.” He did not stop her when she unzipped him and rubbed him through his boxer-briefs. “At all.”
She licked his earlobe, creating a crazy trail of shudders through his powerful body. “Fuck me,” she begged. “Don’t hold back.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Lucas reached into his deepest pocket and pulled out a silver box. It landed without pomp on his desk. One hand fumbled with the latch while he focused most of his attention on kissing her.
Sarah closed the box once she realized it was where he safely stashed his condoms.
“All of it or none of it,” she said.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Lucas sighed. “You’re not, are you?”
She pushed the box onto the floor behind his desk. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”
“Let me think about it.”
“What the hell is there to think about when I can feel how hard you are?”
He kissed her. A distraction to keep her from noticing that he had shoved her off his lap.
Down, down onto her knees.
“This wasn’t good enough for you yesterday.” That didn’t stop her from pulling his cock out of his pants as quickly as she could, though.
“That was yesterday. Today I’ll take whatever I can get.”
Her hand had a tough enough death-grip on his shaft that his knuckles turned white on the arms of his chair. “Bastard. I offered you my cunt.”
“Whatever I can get on my terms.”
This bullshit meant only one thing. Oh, she would blow him. Sarah would suck his cock until it was too sensitive to take it. But she would do it with her fierce gaze locked on his eyes so he understood how finished she was with him.
Why or why, then, did the experience have to be so good?
She did anything she could to get him off as quickly as possible, but that only made her ornerier as well. Why didheget what he wanted, but not her? And why did she fall for it? Why was she indulging in his stupid whim when she could be demanding her own pleasure?
Even if this pleasured her too?
“Oh, God,” Lucas moaned, slumped down in his chair and both hands taking turns pulling at her short hair and tugging the collar of her blouse. “Have I mentioned how much you kill me yet?”
That only made her stroke him faster and suck him harder. Precum covered her tongue, and she detested how good it tasted. And how firm he was in her hand. And how enticing every inch of him was to her body.
Fuck me, damnit. Let me ride your lap or at least slam me against this desk.
If Lucas Blackbourne thought she was going to be content with blowing him and nothing else? He really didn’t understand her at all.
He grunted shortly before pressing this thumbs into her collarbone. Sarah took the pressure to mean he was about to come. Was this some kind of record? How hard had this man been for her all day to come this quickly and easily?I dare you to come right now.She swallowed as much of him as she could, focusing on the sensation of his swelling cock in her throat instead of listening to him grunt like a feral animal.
His musk was overwhelming. The taste of his precum soon morphed into the taste of the seed she enjoyed over a week ago.
“Don’t stop,” Lucas commanded. His hands were so tight on her body that she was forced to stay in the same exact spot for the next ten seconds.
Ten seconds was all it took for him to come, anyway.
That’s what you get for turning down my pussy.The man jerked in his chair as the first shot of hot seed filled Sarah’s mouth. She swallowed it almost instantly, ready for more.
She wanted him to come so hard that he nearly passed out in his chair, and that’s exactly what happened. Well, maybe not thepassing outpart, but Lucas was so lost in his orgasm that he barely noticed her standing and buttoning up her shirt while his cock turned flaccid in his lap.
“Where are you going?” He tried to sit up, but he leaned so far back in his chair that it almost tipped over. “Get over here so I can give you something too.”
