Page 99 of Beautiful Desire

Eyeing me up and taking in my dark blue dress jeans, loafers, and white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows, she licks her lips approvingly, and I can see the desire in her eyes.

“I hope this is okay,” she starts as she looks down at her dress before landing those beautiful blue eyes back on me. “I wasn’t sure where we were going, so I went for dressy casual.”

“It’s perfect,” I tell her.

Unable to help myself, I step up, giving her a hard, chaste kiss on the lips. Pulling back, I grab her hand, entwining it with mine as we walk back to the car. Opening the passenger door, I reluctantly let go of her hand to allow her to climb in before following in behind her. Closing the door, I notice the thigh-high slit exposing the entire right side of her leg.

Like a moth to a flame, my hand has a mind of its own. Reaching out, it lands directly on her silky-smooth thigh. The feeling of her leg under my hand sets my body on fire, and we both moan in unison at the contact. My hand continues to move on its own, following the direction of her slit.

The higher my hand moves, the shallower her breathing becomes as I continue on the path to her center. Leaning into her, I run my nose along the base of her neck and take a whiff of her heavenly scent. Elle whimpers beneath me, making me smile at how her body reacts to my touch.

Needing to taste her, I press the tip of my tongue in the spot my nose just was and lick a line up to the shell of her ear, sucking her lobe into my mouth. A puff of air escapes her lips as I let go of her earlobe.

Placing my mouth directly over her ear, I ask, “Are you wet for me, baby? Let’s find out.”

Keeping my head in place, I move my hand to the apex of her thigh, hearing her breath hitch when my fingers rub against her bare pussy lips.

“Someone came prepared. Were you hoping for a repeat of yesterday?” My finger swipes over her center, and just as I expected, it’s slick with wetness.

Her breathing picks up as I slide a finger inside, working her for a minute before stopping.

“Answer me,” I say.

Breathing heavily, she stutters, “W-what was the question?”

Smiling into her ear, I repeat myself. “I said, were you hoping for a repeat of yesterday, fiore?”

With my finger still inside her, she breathes out, “Yes.”

That’s all I need. With her answer, I move my finger once again and insert another, working both fingers at a fast past as they move in and out of her dripping wet pussy.

I can feel her grow wetter as she moans my name. “Dom. Oh, God, don’t stop. I’m almost there.”

Her eyes are closed in ecstasy, her head reclined back against the headrest, and her core squeezes my fingers, letting me know she’s close.

“Look at me,” I tell her softly.

She opens one eye, and then the other. Her once-bright blue eyes are now dark pools of desire staring back at me, a look that could make my already-hard cock blow a load in my pants.

“Do you want to come on my fingers or my cock?”

A devilish smile pulls at her lips when she leans forward and answers, “Both.”

Slamming my mouth against hers, I lift my left hand, placing it on the base of her skull and holding her in place while my right hand is still between her legs working her core. She moans loudly into my mouth, and I feel the vibration all through my body.

My cock is so hard, it’s beginning to become unbearable behind my zipper. Like she can sense how hard I am, she reaches her hand between us and palms my hard-on over my zipper. We’re like a pair of horny teenagers who finally got out from under their parents’ watchful eye.

As she rubs my dick over my jeans, I pump three fingers in and out of her warm, wet pussy while we kiss frantically. Taking my fingers out to spread some of her juices on her swollen nub, I place my thumb on her clit and rub in circles. Not even two seconds later, she’s detonating under me, moaning my name into my mouth once again.

I continue to work my fingers inside her until her orgasm has subsided. Breaking the kiss, we’re both breathing heavily. I remove my fingers from her and bring them up to my mouth. Before I can do any more, Elle leans forward, sucking them in her mouth and tasting herself. Licking my fingers clean, she pulls back with a pop before lowering to the floor.

Reaching for my belt, she quickly undoes it and pulls down my zipper. My hard, steely length springs free, and I see her eyes light up at the fact that I’ve gone commando too. Before I can say anything, she leans forward, pressing the flatness of her tongue on me, tasting me from base to tip.

Damn, does that feel good.

She repeats the action a couple of times before sucking the head into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I breathe out, feeling her smile around me as she takes my length into her mouth, going as far down as she can.

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