Page 35 of Joint Custody

Standing with my dick pointed at her, I grabbed her ass and pulled her off the desk. “Why don’t you get on your knees and let my dick know how much you want it?” I asked, encouraging her to her knees until my dick was brushing up against her cheeks.

She looked terrified which shocked the fucking shit out of me. Not what I was going for . . . at all. “Are you okay?” I asked, almost jumping away from her.

“Yes, yes.” She shook her head. “It’s just, I’ve never done this before,” she said.

My eyes flew open, and I started to back away. “Fuck, you’re a virgin?!” I asked, and now I was the one who was filled with terror as I fought the frightening shrill that injected my voice.

She laughed. “No! Oh, no. Definitelynota virgin.”

Thank fuck,I thought to myself, allowing my body to relax in relief when I reminded myself of the smell of sex on her before I even touched her and our conversation about her lover.

Ooh, that was a close call. I wiped the sweat off my face. I couldn’t fuck virgins. I preferred to avoid the attachment issues that came with that. The thought of sleeping with a woman who didn’t know that a fuck was just a damn fuck was just too much to handle. Man, I needed a few seconds to collect myself and take note of how fucking grateful I was because for a second there, I thought about risking it with her, going against my fear of the eyes of a woman who was no longer a virgin because of you. Oh, it was horrifying! Whew, fuck, I was glad that wasn’t the case, that she was a woman that knew what this was. She had to. I was her second lover today, at least.

“But you know, I don’t know what you want me to do . . .” She cleared her throat, staring at my dick.

I thought I had static in my brain from what she just said. Huh? I lowered my brows at her. “What? You mean you’ve never sucked dick before?”

Her eyes widened but she never took her eyes off of it. She shook her head. Well, that was a first. I’d never heard that from an experienced woman before, yet she was experienced. She was full of surprises, that was for sure. Maybe she just didn’t like it? I found myself becoming a bit insecure at the thought that she might have been repulsed by the idea of it, dropping my hand instinctively to cover myself. But her breath hitched when my hand moved over it in a subtle stroke and it jumped against my palm.

“Do you want to?” I asked her, my voice hoarse.

She nodded, swallowing as she watched it coming toward her. I grinned at her willingness.

“Well, I guess I am teaching you something to take home to loverboy after all,” I teased, rubbing the tip of my dick against her parted lips. “Wider,” I said before putting a little bit inside and shuddering as I felt the heat of her breath against the tip of it, preparing me for what was to come.

“Flatten your tongue and hide your teeth,” I said, bringing my hand around the back of her head.

“Wha . . .?” she asked with my dick still in her mouth, and I laughed, pulling myself out of her. This was too much, and I needed to thrust, but I wasn’t going to risk thrusting against her teeth. I was so fucking aroused, I was about to bust.

I pulled her up off her knees and kissed her. “It’s okay, we can do that some other time. Right now, I need to be so deep inside you, I can’t wait a second longer,” I said as I spun her around and bent her over the desk, reaching inside my desk drawer for a condom. I ripped the packaging in a rush, pulling it over my sensitive, bulging penis, shuddering before bridging her gap with a bit of me at first.

We both spoke in unison.

“Oh,” I groaned, closing my eyes as her pussy gripped me on the way in.

“Yes! Oh. Yes.” She shook against the desk and her arms came around my waist to pull me further and faster into her.

“Oh, you fucking little . . . you like that, huh?” I said, grabbing her arms and holding them against her back as I shoved myself deeper inside her until my balls were slapping her.

Her loud moans filled the room and my knees weakened to the sounds of it. I growled, slamming her hips against the desk, taking care not to hurt her but needing so much to fucking disrespect the shit out of her body as my hands echoed along with her moans, bouncing off her ass. She screamed and began to throw herself back against me.

Damn, her ass was a fucking work of art. I caressed the parts where my hands made marks, wanting to soothe the sting. I pressed my weight into her back in order to place tender kisses on the back of her neck, brushing her hair out of the way so I could see her reddened face and plumped lips from all the kissing and biting as she panted and moaned, shaking each time I plunged myself inside her.

“Fuck,” I groaned, staring down at her and reaching my hand around the front of her neck to pull on it while I kept her flat on her belly, still holding her two hands behind her back.

Her gasp of shock and wheezing breath nearly sent me over the edge. I spun her around so I could look into her eyes as my dick slammed into her pussy and out of it and into it again. I kept my hold on her neck, watching her eyes cross, noticing her smile of ecstasy and throwing my head back.

Chapter 25

Tiffany

Theslow,creepingcurrentrippling against my bladder, flooding the soles of my feet, the tips of my toes, and teasing my nub with a flutter contrasted with the pressure of his body slamming into me, his hard member crashing against some maddening, delightful ache that seemed to keep increasing from desire. I couldn’t catch my breath due to the pressure of his hand against my larynx. All the pressures and contrasts in my body were building and the waves were growing larger, smashing against me harder as his hair stuck out around his head, flopping against his face, beating him as he was beating pleasure into my vagina.

He dropped his hand to my breast and squeezed it, putting more gusto in his thrusts as his hips sped up. Oh my word, the world was spinning as jolts of electricity started to pass from their slow pace into rushing thumps against my lower abdomen.

“You’re so good . . . at . . . taking . . . this . . . fucking dick,” he breathed, and my quivering walls applauded us in pride.

“You feel so good,” I responded, biting my lip and throwing my head back as I felt my soul trying to leave my body.

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