Page 63 of We Were Something
“God, your mouth,” I say. “Nothing has ever felt so good.”
Her eyes twinkle, and then I feel her hand cup my balls. She pulls and tugs and twists them, all while her head bobs up and down on my dick.
“Whenever I picture doing this to you,” Paige continues, taking her mouth off and using the wetness to stroke me up and down, “I always imagine you grabbing my hair.”
I lick my lips as that telltale tingle begins at the base of my spine, following her indirect instructions and putting my hands in her hair.
“And I imagine sneaking in here during the day when you’re not expecting it. Maybe while you’re on the phone and forced to keep quiet as you come down my throat.”
My hands grip her harder, and my baser instincts begin to possess me as I give in to the desperate need I feel crawling through my body. I shift my hips, calling out when I feel my cock bump the back of her throat.
“OhfuckI’mcoming.”
I’m hardly able to give Paige any warning before my entire body seizes, the muscles in my arms and legs and ass constricting as I pump hot and heavy and delicious into her mouth.
When I’m spent, I slump back in my chair, my entire body shuddering as Paige continues to suck at my softening dick, as if she doesn’t want to waste a single drop.
“Holy shit,” I say, my hands coming up to brace my head as my body is flooded with the rush of post-orgasmic bliss. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah it was,” she says, grinning at me like she has some secret I don’t know about. “The expressions on your face when you’re horny?” She closes her eyes and moans. “God, it turns me on.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised she’d say such a thing. “What do I look like?”
Paige rises from her knees and leans back on my desk as I tuck myself away and pull up my pants.
“You look like you want to ram into my mouth until I choke on you,” she says, biting her lip.
My eyes fly wide at her description.
“Like you want to fuck me into the ground.”
I blink a few times, feeling shocked and…worried.
“And…youlikethat?” I ask.
Paige nods then climbs into my lap, curling into me and tucking her head under my chin and her arms around my waist.
“I mean, I like the idea of it. I know you’d neverhurtme. But sometimes it feels so good to see so much desperation in the eyes of a man who wants you.” Paige tilts her head back to look me in the eyes. “The desperation, but not the action, you know? Thelookof being out of control, without actually being out of control.”
I stroke her back, thinking that over, my concern still present.
“I would never hurt you, Paige.” I know she just said she knows I wouldn’t, but I feel compelled to say it just the same.
“I know,” she says. “Not physically, anyway.”
Then she presses her lips against mine.
It doesn’t occur to me exactly what her words mean until I’m home later that night, standing in my shower.
She knows I wouldn’t hurt her physically, but by ruling that out in the way she did, it means she thinks I’ll hurt her in some other way. Emotionally or mentally.
It’s that thought that plagues me for the rest of the evening as I try to fall asleep and fail.
CHAPTER13
PAIGE
“Thanks so much to everyone for being here. I just wanted to go over everything one more time before we dive in.”
