Page 82 of A War Around Us

“Cherries?” I questioned darkly.

“They are my favorite fruit. I pretty much eat them every day.” Katia closed the distance, and I kept my eyes on her as her hands lifted, and with her slender fingers, she gently fiddled with the tie.

I couldn’t look away from her lips. Their antagonizing color and the taste they would reward if I ran my tongue over them. My tie came undone, and she freed two buttons, allowing my stress to be relieved.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

But I wanted to test out a theory. Dangerous theory, but control had left long ago, and that was how I found my fingers inside the bowl.

I picked a deep-red cherry and brought it to her lips.

Katia’s eyes locked as I ran the cherry over her bottom and upper lip. I pressed it tighter onto her mouth, seeing if she would dare.

She did.

Her lips parted, her mouth opened slightly, and I pushed the cherry slowly until her teeth sunk down its side. She closed her mouth, leaving me with a half-eaten cherry and a hard dick.

My fingers were wet from her mouth and the juice that ran from the fruit. Quietly, she chewed as I kept the fruit over her lips. They were damp, stained, and when a full drop ran from the corner of her lips and my theory had been proven, I took a step closer.

I popped the rest of the cherry into my mouth. I lifted her up with my hand firmly against her jaw so that I could follow the trail left by the drop.

I played with the leftover seed in my mouth while her chest rose and her eyes swirled in need. She looked edible as heat rose to her cheeks, and her hands timidly reached for my cuff. She began rolling them back as a distraction, but I needed her hands where discomfort had become too hard to ignore as my pants trapped my dick painfully, begging for her touch.

The drop was almost at its end of life. I picked the seed from my mouth with my free hand, pocketing it into my pants and pulling her lower half to meet my stiff bulge.

Katia yelped with parted lips. They connected and her hands held my forearms tightly as I pressed her deeper into me. Her head pulled back as a drop hung from her jaw.

I dove for it.

Done with conversations and betrayals for the day, I only wanted to release the pent-up anger that vibrated through my veins.

My tongue licked its sweetness, and I nipped, punishing her skin for such exquisite taste. Because now, I wanted more. My grip tightened around her jaw forcing it back further, and I licked the trail up to her lips, and when I’d found them, I pulled back, taking one last look at their color.

But Katia licked them, and my eyes met her shining greens before I crashed my mouth onto her plump lips, seeking her tongue for the taste of my now favorite fruit.

Katia hummed as our lips collided, the vibration reached my mouth, and I held back a groan as my dick twitched. Her body arched, and I took everything she gave with greed. Our mouths synced with thirst, desperate for more.

She tasted sweet as the forbidden fruit I should’ve never taken. But as anything forbidden, it only made the craving unsustainable.

Katia’s hands clawed my chest, balling my shirt with her fists, begging to continue.

With one hand on her hip and the other tangling her hair between my fingertips, I continued the assault my lips offered as they abused and trapped her mouth fiercely.

Our kiss wasn’t gentle.

I had warned her.

My lips punished, my mouth demanded. Now that I had tasted her, I couldn’t restrain my cruel hands or brutal desire. Instead, they reigned with need over her body.

I pulled her bottom lips between my teeth before licking its sting away, but as her body arched and her throat gave a raspy low sound, I bit harder.

“Lucca,” Katia murmured impatiently, and I was so far gone that I allowed myself to feel and prey without thinking. The only control I had left was the control to demand.

With one hand on Katia’s firm ass, I pushed her hips against me again and again, listening to the muffled whimpers she kept from slipping past our lips.

I was ready to take her, to spread her open over the desk and dive my dick inside her heat as her nails dug deeply, bringing blissful pain to my demon.

Her finger touched my cheek, and a memory stole me away.

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