Page 34 of Crave

Mia’s head swirled. She remembered. He’d given her an encouraging smile. It made her feel warm inside, and she could barely look at him. She’d agreed to let him share the paper, but she’d wanted to crawl under her desk when he did.

“I hoped you’d be proud,” he murmured. “You deserved to be. I want you to be proud now.”

He pulled his finger from her mouth, kissed her softly, and tugged down her tights and panties together.

Instinctively she covered her pussy with her hands. God, she wanted him so much, but she was so nervous…. And, hell, hoping for that stern voice again. Maybe even a spanking.

Instead, he rubbed her shoulders, his voice reassuring. “It’s okay, baby girl. I’ve already seen your pretty cunt, remember? I’ve watched you play with your sweet clit. You even spread yourself for me so I could see your tight little hole, oozing with horny juices. You were such a good girl, coming for me. And I know you’re going to be a good girl for me now.”

“Did it turn you on, Aaron?” she whispered, hungry to hear the answer she already knew. “Did you like seeing me touch myself?”

He chuckled softly. Dangerously. “You have no idea how many loads I shot, imagining my cum spraying all over your tender pink lips. Dripping from your little cunt after I fucked you deep.”

Trembling with need, she moved her hands away from her mound, eager to show herself to him now.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

Very lightly, he traced the neatly trimmed patch of dark hair and the tender skin surrounding it. She let out a whimper, and he smiled. She felt incredibly exposed, naked for him with her tights and panties around her ankles while he stood over her, fully dressed. She’d never been so excited in her life.

Gathering courage, she ran her hands over his arms and chest, exploring his body in turn. Her juices oozed down her thighs. He dragged his finger between them, collecting her cream, until he met soft bare lips.

“Oh God, Aaron, yes—”

Slowly, deliberately, he cupped her pussy and stroked his middle finger along liquid heat. When he grazed her clit, she gasped.

“So wet for me, sweet girl. I wouldn’t expect anything less.” He abruptly let go. “Take off those tights and panties and that skirt around your ankles. Not to mention your shoes. I want you completely naked when you walk into my bedroom.”

She flushed from head to toe. Bending over, aware that he was drinking in her every move, she stepped out of her skirt and unlaced her sneakers. Her full breasts hung down, aching with need, and he was definitely staring at her ass…

“Faster, Mia.” His brown eyes were hot with desire, but his voice was calm. “Otherwise I’ll have to punish you and I don’t want to do that on our first night.”

“Oh, you don’t?” Still bent over, she peeked up at him. Holding the pose now, because his attention felt good.

His mouth quirked in a grin. “Trust me, baby. I know you’re eager to experience everything, but let’s save something for tomorrow.”

Tomorrow. The thought made her giddy. Hastily, she took off her sneakers and stripped away her tights and panties.

Aaron led her into his bedroom. She was grateful for his firm grip, because her knees were about to give out. He pushed her onto a big, soft bed and crouched over her.

“Undress me, baby,” he ordered.

Eagerly, fumbling a little, she pulled his sweater over his head and ran her fingers through his sandy blond hair. It was so soft, and his lips were so close, that she instinctively pulled him down for a kiss.

Oh God, his mouth was hot, his tongue was hungry, his hands were all over her breasts like they belonged to him…

A sharp pinch on her nipple made her cry out.

He grinned down at her. “You have a job to do. Don’t get distracted.”

“You’re nothingbutdistracting.” She rolled her eyes, secretly loving the stern look he gave her. His belt came open in her hands, she tugged down his pants, and in the next minute, he loomed over her, naked.

His body was lean and hard, with just a hint of softness. In the dim light of the room, his cock curved toward her, large and beckoning.

“Hold onto the headboard,” he ordered.

God, with her arms above her head, she couldn’t hide anything from him. She felt incredibly vulnerable, lying beneath him while his eyes roved over her bare curves like she was a feast spread out for his pleasure.

“I’ve thought so much about your body, baby girl. What you’d look like, all of you.” His hands followed his eyes, roaming over her arms, her stomach, her hips. He caressed her breasts, giving special attention to her puckered nipples. “Not just your beautiful tits on my screen, or even your hot little pussy coming especially for me, but all of you.”

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