Page 46 of Enigma: The Complete Collection
I throw my dignity out the window. “Please.”
Just the sensation of his fingertips probing the pressure points on the back of my neck and the skillfulness of his tongue and gifted mouth has me close to orgasmic bliss.
No longer capable of restraining myself, I thrust my pelvis upward. A rough moan erupts from my throat when my oversensitive pussy connects with Isaac’s thick and lengthened cock. One expert roll of his hips has me throwing my head back and my eyes snapping shut.
He bites, nibbles, and caresses my exposed neck. His slow, purposeful movements lead him toward the region of my erratically panting chest. He jerks on the material holding my dress together, rendering it open, exposing my barely covered breasts. His eyes rocket to mine. They no longer show his torment and indecisiveness—they show his unbridled desire.
A smirk tugs on his lips when his index finger glides along the thin, white lace material of my bra. His finger feels rough and smooth at the same time. My mouth becomes parched when he releases my breast from its restrictive restraints and traps my erect nipple in his warm, inviting mouth.
After lavishing my breasts with his skilled tongue, he diverts his attention to underneath my breasts and across my stomach. He bites, sucks, and nibbles on my skin, making every hair bristle with attention.
His name rumbles from my throat in a ragged groan when the tip of his nose grazes my panty-covered clit. He chuckles a pussy-clenching laugh at the wail escaping my lips from him veering away from the one part of my body screaming for his attention.
Raking my fingers through his hair that’s damp at the tips from the stifling heat in the office, I guide his head back to my weeping sex, which is begging for his attention.
“Patience, Isabelle.” Isaac’s gaze lifts to mine to wordlessly command my focus.
Unable to tear my gaze away, I watch him bite and suck on my right inner thigh. The sting of his teeth and the roughness of his five o’clock shadow brings a rush of excitement to my sex.
Usually, it takes dedicated attention to bring me to climax, but I’m so close to the brink right now, just the slight brush of his fingertip on my clit will have me free-falling.
Crouching down in front of me, Isaac guides my left leg onto his shoulder. My body is so lax, my movements are sluggish and slow. My toes curl when his nose runs along the seam of my panties. He inhales a vast, undignified whiff, not the slightest bit ashamed.
“You smell so fucking good.”
I scream as an orgasm rips through my body so hard and fast, stars form in front of my eyes when he sucks my clit into his mouth through my lace panties. Although we’re in public—and there’s a possibility we could be exposed at any moment—I can’t stop the moans erupting from my throat when Isaac slips my panties to the side to devour my drenching sex. The ability to control my body has been relinquished to the man who just caused it to implode with one heart-stopping suck.
Isaac’s name spills from my mouth on repeat as the lashes of his tongue slowly guide me down from the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced. He consumes my pussy with dedicated sweeps and playful bites, not the least bit confronted I combusted within seconds of our exchange commencing.
Just as I rein in the uncontrollable shudders racking through my body, Isaac clenches my panties in his hand and shreds them off my body—their feeble material no match to his strength. He devours me without pause, his eagerness adding to the giddiness hazing my mind. The throaty moans he releases vibrate on my clit, intensifying the wetness between my legs.
“Oh…” I moan, stunned at how rapidly my second orgasm is building.
I lose the ability to hold up my weight when another toe-curling climax rockets through my body. The only reason I don’t tumble to the floor is that Isaac has my thighs pinned to the door, stopping my concern. The ease of his hold makes it appear as if I’m as light as a feather.
After every shudder in my body has been exhausted, Isaac stands from his crouched position. My arousal glistens on his face as he narrows in to kiss me hard on my mouth. I can taste myself on his mouth when his tongue slides along my lips. He groans a sexy-as-sin growl that has my knees buckling when my tongue laps up my climax from his sinful mouth. He kisses me until I’m close to combusting a third time in under ten minutes.
When Isaac drags his mouth from my neck to my breasts, I throw my head back and call out. Spotting a blinking red contraption in the corner of the room, I snap my eyes shut, trying in vain to ignore that our every move is being monitored and possibly recorded.
It’s an impossible task.
Forever diligent, Isaac senses my hesitance. After pulling away from our embrace, his confused, lust-filled eyes dart between mine.
“I want this,” I assure without hesitation when I notice the forlorn look on his face. “I just don’t want it recorded,” I nudge my head to the camera.
Isaac curses, but the concerned expression on his face relaxes when he notices the camera in the room.Did he seriously think I was rejecting him?He’s the most riveting man I’ve ever met. I’d never reject him. My body isn’t capable of saying no to him.
If it isn’t bad enough I just participated in raunchy foreplay in a manager’s office of a bustling nightclub, having it recorded makes my embarrassment ten times worse. My stomach swirls just from the thought someone may be watching us right now.
“Can you get Hugo to turn the camera off?” My voice is husky from the erotic screams torn from my throat but also pleading.
My body is thrumming from the two toe-curling orgasms that just shredded through me, but I don’t want our night to end just yet.
Isaac’s mouth carves into a yummy smirk. “I could.” His tongue darts out to lick his lips.
When his eyes darken, I know he can taste me on his mouth.
“But I want to fuck you in bed.”
