Page 101 of Our Forbidden Romance 1

Ezra slaps my thigh, chuckling. “Don’t be a smartass, or I won’t do it at all.”

“Sorry, sir, please forgive me,” I say sweetly.

Ezra’s tongue darts along his lips. “Since you asked so nicely.”

He soon buries his face between my thighs. The warmth of his breath on my sensitive skin causes me to shudder. Ezra’s warm, wet tongue skilfully flicks over my clit. A deep, throaty moan escapes my lips, and I entangle my fingers in his hair to anchor him in place. He gently sucks on it before running his tongue over my folds. I tug his hair roughly as he slips his tongue between my lips, teasing my entrance. I want nothing more than to cry out, but I can’t because people outside will hear.

I bite hard on my lip, arching up, and his tongue glides into me effortlessly. I close my eyes, pleasure soaring through me. The man has talents like no other. Ezra goes to town on me like it will be his last meal. He is a damn pro with his mouth.

“Fuck, Ezra, so good.” I pant, warmth rising between my thighs.

I work my hips, trying to keep with the rhythm of his tongue. I feel my climax approaching rapidly. It never did take long with him. My legs start to shake, and my breathing becomes heavier. Ezra pulls away, and I wince at the loss of contact.

“What the fuck? I was about to cum,” I complain.

He jumps to his feet, smirking at me. “I know. But I want to feel you cum around my cock, so turn around and bend over,” he demands.

I eagerly do what he asks. I put my feet on the ground, turn around and bend over, my hands on the desk. I hear Ezra behind me undo his belt and the zipper. I glance over my shoulder, groaning the moment my eyes fall on his cock. His hard, thick cock. I lick my lips as my pussy throbs, desperate to feel him buried deep inside me. I love his cock.

He steps towards me, his excitement pressing against my ass. I whimper at the contact. He teases me with the tip. “Mmm, angel, are you ready for me, for my cock to be in your sweet, tight pussy?”

“Yes, so fucking much. Fuck me, Ezra,” I plead, pushing my ass back against him.

Ezra’s hand appears in front of my face and covers my mouth. I whine in protest.

“Kitten, you know I need to cover your mouth because the second my dick is in you, you are going to cry out. Do you want everyone outside to hear you? As much as I would love for everyone to know what I do to you, your moans, screams, and begging is for my ears only,” he hisses.

I groan and nod my head.

Ezra slaps my ass. “Good girl.”

He nudges my legs apart further with his knee before jerking forward and entering me roughly from behind. I cry out against his hand, gripping the desk tightly enough to turn my knuckles white. Ezra growls loudly, dragging his cock out of me, only to thrust back in again. I am close to losing it since he didn’t let me finish when he went down on me.

He wraps his free hand in my hair, tugging on it as he pushes inside deeply. My legs nearly cave from below me. I love the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me.

“Oh God, I am close.” I moan, the sound muffled because of his hand, and work my hips with his.

“Cum for me, Alana. Let me feel your spill all over my dick,” he commands, as his hand slaps my ass again, only this time harder.

I squeal, thankful his hand muffling my voice and follow his command. My walls tighten, my body shakes, and my head falls forward. His name escapes my lips as I release around him.

“Yes, just like that, angel. Fuck, it always feels good.” He pants, picking up his speed.

“Ezra, cum for me. I need to feel you fill me up. Please, babe,” I say between heavy breaths.

I don’t know how much longer I can stay upright. The pleasure from my orgasm has weakened my body the way it always does. He withdraws from me, only to turn me around and sit me on the edge of his desk. He forces my leg apart, stepping between them and re-enters me swiftly. I squeal, only this time his hand isn’t over my mouth to block it. Fuck! There is a chance we could have been busted. I hope not. I couldn’t help it, though.

“Shh, sweetness.” He chuckles, claiming my lips with his while he claims my pussy again.

I whimper into the kiss as I slip my legs around him. He works into me, his strokes long and deep, brushing against my sweet spots. A second climax is building for me already. I cry out against his lips before pulling back and attaching them to his neck. I kiss and bite on the skin, running my fingers through his hair and anywhere I can reach before I rest my lips at his ear.

“Mmm, Ezra, no man has ever fucked me like you. Your huge cock fits me so well. I love what you can do to my body. Ahh, Christ, I am close again. Baby, cum with me,” I whisper seductively, rolling my hips to his.

“Fuck, yes, keep talking dirty to me, Alana. I am close.” He grunts.

Ezra grabs my face roughly, making me look at him. “Eyes on me. I want to watch you cum.”

I gasp, nodding my agreement I keep eye contact with him. We find the perfect rhythm, and my second orgasm dominates me without much warning, my juices flowing over his cock heavily, and he slams his lips to mine, silencing me before I scream out.

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