Page 77 of Pulse
I pant as he carries me into the room closest to the patio—an office. He flips on a light, surveys the scene, and swipes everything to one side with his forearm.
Holy shit.
“Here you go,” he says, setting me on the desk.
I laugh. “Do you even know whose desk this is?”
“Nope. Don’t care.” He smirks. “But you’re about to come all over it.”
Oh, fuck.
My core tenses as a shot of adrenaline spikes in my veins. Troy lays me back and then drags my ass to the edge of the desk.
The desktop is cool against my skin. I shiver as I look between my knees.How does he seem even more attractive to me right now?
“Tell me what you like,” he says, his eyes blazing. “I need you to feel as good as you just made me feel.”
He spreads my knees to the sides and then extends one leg. His eyes on mine, he plants kisses down the inside of my leg. The closer he gets to my pussy, the slower the kisses become.
“I’m literally so worked up right now that if you touch my clit, I’ll probably die,” I say.
He chuckles against my thigh. “Better not do that yet then.”
“No, you should. Like now.”
I reach to touch myself, but he captures my wrist.
“Don’t.” He blows across my pussy, making me writhe on the desk. “You don’t come until I say you do.”
“How is that fair?’
“It’s not. But that’s the game we’re playing.”
I laugh through my frustration. “Wait until the next time I’m in control of the game and see what happens.”
He licks up my other thigh, making me moan.
“Doll, you’re never in control, but it’s cute that you think you are.”
“Keep talking shit, and you won’t touch my pussy.”
He laughs. “One of us is shit-talking right now. The one dripping all over Lincoln Landry’s desk.”
“I—oh, fuck.”
Troy’s tongue touches the bottom of my slit, making me quiver. He drags the tip of his tongue through my wetness and over my clit.
I sag against the desk.Dammit.
“You’re literally making me crazy,” I say, pouting. “I didn’t torture you. I let you—yes!”
I sigh in relief as he repeats the process with a little more pressure.
“Please,” I beg. “Please, please, please. Don’t stop this time.”
I’m desperate for a release. I need to unwind this ball that’s bound so tightly it hurts.
He licks my pussy but goes nowhere near my clit. The swollen bud aches, craving his attention. But the asshole ignores it like he doesn’t know what he’s doing.
