Page 9 of Empowered
No way. This man had already made up his mind. He intended to fuck her, use her, however he approached it from his point of view. Asking Sarah to take it a step further insinuated he merely wanted to drag it out a little more.
Maybe he had performance issues. Maybe he simply wanted to amuse himself.
Sarah could work with that. She may not be a professional stripper, but she knew how to use that stripper pole erected on the side of the room.
She swung around twice, her hair scraping the floor whenever she lowered herself far enough. Lucas looked on with mild amusement, fingers interlocked above his lap, elbow propped up on the arm of the sofa. Sarah decided to command more of his attention by lowering both bra straps and popping open the front of her lingerie.
The bra landed on his lap.
“Very nice,” he muttered. “You certainly look like you’re worth five grand.”
She chuckled. “Is this all you want? To look at my naked body?”
“It’s certainly a good start.”
“I would hope it’s only a start.”
Sarah was too far away and the room was too dark for her to see what affect her stripping had on his body. But there was one way for her to get closer and look.
She released the pole and sauntered toward him, the movements her stilettos provided forcing her breasts back and forth. Lucas’s gaze only redirected from her face whenever she stepped forward with her left foot.
“You’re going to fuck me,” she said with renewed determination. Sarah’s knees slipped against the couch, hands gripping the back and body looming over Lucas’s. “I don’t care how you do it. I don’t care how many times you do it. You’re going to fuck me.”
Her breasts grazed his chest until she pushed herself – and them – farther up. Lucas only had to tilt his head slightly down to find his face in her cleavage. “What if I have a small dick?”
What a strange thing for a man to say. “You don’t.”
“What if I want to fuck your ass?”
“Then fuck my ass.”
He pursed his lips. Lips Sarah should have been kissing. “I’ve never met a woman who gets off on casual sex as much as you do.”
“Sometimes,” she began, teasing the sides of his mouth with the tip of her tongue, “it takes the right man to draw this out of a woman.”
Fingertips she hadn’t tracked touched the inside of her thigh. Sarah shuddered, her lover’s other hand cupping one of her breasts. “If I told you to take out my cock and fuck me right now, like this, would you do it?”
“I’ll do anything you tell me to do.”Tell me to do that. Go ahead. Tell me to fuck you.She loved it when the men she picked up took their liaisons as opportunities to let their fantasies run wild. Because that was the core of Sarah’s fantasy to begin with.Use me for whatever you want. It’s why I exist. It’s why I created Angel.“I’ll suck you off right now.”
“I’m sure you would.”
She opened the rest of his buttons, nails scratching down a chest of fine, dark hairs. Some were so fine she didn’t know they were there until she touched them. How could she notice when the sheer amount of muscle and bone lurking behind his chest made her quiver in anticipation? This man was nothing but untapped power. The thought of him using that strength to fuck her, to surge into her until she was begging for his mercy… ah! What the hell was he waiting for?
“Do whatever gets you wet and me hard.”
She wanted more solid orders than that, but at the same time, Sarah had a grand imagination. Besides, he wanted to get hard? She knew the perfect way to make that happen.
Sarah slipped back down to the floor, hands rubbing the man’s thighs before tackling his zipper. By this point, she was fairly good at guessing whether or not a man wore boxers or briefs.I’m guessing… boxers.Close. Boxer-briefs were a fair compromise on that bet.
“Your eagerness is certainly noted, Angel.” Ahaha, his composure was quickly slipping away. How could it not, when a woman he had met in a club was pulling his half-hard cock out of his pants and putting her mouth all over it?Holy hell, if I really were an angel, this cock would damn me for eternity.It was deceptively average at first clutch. Then, as she worked the increasingly rigid shaft with her hand and darted her tongue over the tip, it grew.
And grew.
“That didn’t take long.” How could he be sarcastic right now? What kind of self-control was this asshole practicing to not fuck the back of her throat? Because that’s what most men did, once they realized Sarah was willing to do her part on the receiving end. Her gag was almost legendary by now. The fact that nobody at the office would ever guess mousy Sarah knew how to get her throat fucked without choking only made it hotter – and her disguise more impressive.
If I suck him well enough, I’ll get what I want.She was already halfway there.
Yet Lucas remained a passive participant as he received what Sarah hoped was the blow of his life. She put everything she knew into play: the stroking, the nibbling, the licking, and the sucking. No man could deny a woman licking the length of his shaft and moaning as she came into contact with his generously sweet precum as it dripped against her lips. Especially when that woman was mostly naked and fluttering her sleepy bedroom eyes at him.
