Page 59 of My Orc Billionaire
Even if he couldn’t tell me.
I used my hip to push open the door to his office, because my hands were full of a tray with the autumn-themed cheese board—complete with dates, apricots, and fig jam—I’d made him for his afternoon snack. “Knock knock?” I called softly, not wanting to disturb him if he was on a call.
I needn’t have worried; before I was even through the door, Abydos was out from behind his desk and striding across the sunken area toward me. When I met him, he took the tray from my hands, dropped a hard kiss to my lips, then whirled back around to head for his desk.
Hm. Maybe he was just super hungry? I trailed after him, determined to get some answers.
“Abydos, I wanted to ask you?—”
“Later,” he growled, and to my surprise, plopped the tray down on his desk, then whirled back to wrap his hands around my waist. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are in this skirt?”
What? I was sexy? I glanced down at the simple black knit. “I’m not?—”
My objection was bit off with a little gasp when he lifted me, turned, and plopped my ass onto his desk, right by the tray.
“Abydos! What are you—” When he dropped to his knee and spread my thighs wide, I finished with an,“Oh.”
Without another word, he pushed my skirt out of the way, stuck his nose against my panties, and inhaled.
“I don’t need food, Riven, I just needthis. You.”
“It’s a cheese board—” I began, still shaky and a little confused.
When his tongue slid along the gusset of my underwear, I startled, my pulse already pounding heavily. “Fuck the cheese.You’rethe best godsdamn thing I’ve ever tasted.”
This wasnotthe answer I’d come here to get this afternoon, but how could I object? My hands fell to his hair to steady myself—I couldn’t afford to fall into the cheese tray or one of his monitors—and I spread my legs wider.
“Good girl,” he growled.
Then, in one quick movement, he’d used his claw to slice open the crotch of my panties. When he buried his face in my pussy, we both groaned.
Let me tell you: having a huge, hot male giving you oral with a ridiculously wide, ridged tongue? Amazing. But when he’s also obsessed with your clitoris and knowsexactlywhat to do with those fingers of his? Even better.
I think I came within a minute.
My thighs clamped around his ears, holding him in place as I rocked against his face and he continued to lick and suck and stroke. My orgasm faded, and he continued.
“Abydos!” I gasped, everything incredibly sensitive.
But he didn’t stop, and soon I was writhing atop the desk again.
“Best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured as he finger-fucked me.
The second time I came, I gasped in surprise. Holy crap, his tongue wasgood.
This time, he let me rest… Or at least, I thought that’s what he was doing when he pushed himself away from me and stood. But when he reached for his belt, I felt my breath catch again in anticipation.
Who would’ve thought that bringing him an afternoon snack would result in something so delicious?
When he pulled out his cock, I reached for him eagerly. He lifted me from the desk, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, spreading my legs so he could settle me on his cock. He was standing in the center of his office, with me wrapped around him.
He froze for a moment, our noses inches apart, that green glow in his eyes piercing me, holding me steady.
“Ready,dkaar?” he murmured.
I was already dripping with desire, my folds over sensitized, so I could feel him pressing at my entrance. “For what?” I whispered wickedly.
“I’m going to make love to you like this. You’re going to come all over me, and whenever you walk into this office, you’re going to remember this moment.”
