Page 75 of Captivated By Danger

“Suck on my nipple… the right one,” I blurted out.

He nodded his head before standing. Keeping his eyes on me, he shook out of his jacket slowly and laid it over the arm of the couch. Getting on his knees, he positioned himself in front of me, before pulling me closer to the edge. He took my glass of water and set it on the table. When I thought he was about to kiss me, he moved to the right side of my neck and sucked it, making me gasp. He ran his tongue across my esophagus before sinking his teeth into the other side of my neck.

“God,” I whispered.

His tongue was so thick, wet, and warm. While sucking on my neck, he reached behind me and unzipped my dress, bringing it down with him as he peppered kisses across my chest. The cool air in the room hardened my nipples even more. I hissed the moment he caught my left nipple in between his lips. Although that one wasn’t my spot, the sensation was a lot.

“Okay,” I whispered, moving his head back.

“Wrists together,” he commanded.

Crossing my wrists in front of me, he leaned his forearm on them, ensuring that I don’t touch him again.

“Yes,” I sighed when he caught the right one.

He flicked the tip of his tongue against my nipple slowly. That was nothing short of torture.

“That feels so good,” I breathed.

Automatically, my body leaned back, so I could enjoy him sucking on me anymore. My legs opened so he could get closer to me. He pulled away from my nipple and rested his forehead in the middle of my chest, inhaling hard.

“Damn, your pussy smells so fucking good.”

My dress was already halfway up, so he didn’t have much more to roll up. Moving back, he scooted my ass toward the edge and spread my legs even wider. My cheeks became so hot as he stared down at my pussy, speechless.

“Your thighs are covered in your essence. Your pussy is soaked. Your clit is hard and your vulva is swollen and waiting for me to suck her. This is the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen in my life, Ms. Greysen.”

“Thank… thank you, Sir.” I stuttered.

“Watch me clean you up.”

He pressed his lips against my thigh at the start of my wetness, before he started making circles with his tongue, making sure not to miss one drop. He kept his eyes on me, as he circled his tongue up my thigh. Following his other hand, he was fumbling with his belt. I couldn’t wait to see what his dick looked like. When he pulled it out, I blinked twice fast just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. He’d gripped the center of it, letting his pre-cum ooze out his thick head. I’d braced myself for when he got to my pussy.

“Yes,” I whispered when he ran his tongue down the center of my slit. “Fuck!”

“Don’t want to let this get dry, Ms. Greysen. Calm down. Keep your eyes on me.”

Just like he’d done the other side, he started where my essence was and licked up my thigh slowly. My eyes were on his thick dick again. There was no way that dick sat comfortably in those pants, even on soft. He placed a kiss on each pussy lip before sucking my whole vulva into his mouth.

“Sir!” My body jerked up and my eyes clamped shut.

He pushed me back down and sucked my vulva back into his mouth. Gripping my chin, he shook my head a little bit, prompting me to open my eyes. We stared into each other’s eyes as he sucked on my pussy.

“Yesss,” I moaned when he pushed his middle and ring finger in my hole slowly as far as they could go and started finger fucking me.

He was about to drive me crazy. Using the flat of his tongue, he ran his tongue up and down my clit in long slow licks. How could he want me to stare at him while he assaulted my clit like that? The slower he licked; the more sensation built up in my clit.

“Sir!”

He didn’t stop.

My arms stretched out, gripping the pillow and the arm of the couch.

“Diesel!”

My stomach tensed.

My thighs clenched.

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