Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“You mean?” Sedona hooks one heel into the desk’s edge and spreads her legs apart. It gives me a perfect view of her lilac panties, and my mouth instantly starts to water. “Here.”
8
SEDONA
Feeding this depravity isn’t healthy. For Victor or myself. But I can’t deny its efficacy in getting results.
Victor falls to his knees with a heavy thud, eyes glued to my dripping thighs, and he starts to crawl on all fours in my direction. “How’d you know purple was my favorite color?” Even in this feeble position, his words carry the same power they always do.
“Says so in your file. I took a gamble you weren’t lying.” I gulp as he comes to a stop at my feet. My heart thumps in my chest. This is so far beyond sitting on his lap and letting him kiss me, and I can’t get a hold of my emotions.
And nervous isn’t one of them. I’m excited. Overeager. Inching lower in my chair and pushing my hips closer to his face. I can’t wait to feel his touch, and the cheeky grin spreading across his face says he knows it.
“For how useless the last few were, they got the only thing that matters right.” Victor lowers himself on his palms and kisses my shin just above the foot. A rumbling noise comes from below, and with it, a furious lashing of his tongue. It trails its way up my smooth legs, past my knee, and comes to a halt right before where my dress hits my thigh. “And now, for your reward.”
Victor grabs the leg he kissed a second ago and throws it over his shoulder. He grips the waistband of my panties and tears it apart. He removes the fabric from my body and shoves it in his pocket.
“A treat for later,” he whispers.
His head snaps to the leg pinned to the desk, and he starts trailing kisses and nibbles up my thigh, ever closer to my desperate hole. The further he goes, the more he adjusts my second leg until his head is pinned between my thighs.
“It’s one hell of a view, I’ll give you that,” he says. I look down at him, and those fiery eyes are locked on mine.
And that’s when he does it. Without warning, his face drops, and his mouth meets my aching pussy.
“Oh, fuck,” the squeal blurts out of me. I shut my mouth with my hand to stop any more unwanted sounds from passing my lips. We can’t have anyone hearing what’s happening behind these walls, after all.
“So fucking sweet,” Victor murmurs from below. “Nectar of the gods.” Each sentence is followed by another long run of his tongue over my slit.
He presses against my clit with the sharp tip of his tongue, and it sends me over the edge. I’d scream into my hand if my short breaths allowed enough air into my lungs.
“That’s right, baby. Get lost in it.” His hot breath tickles my sensitive folds. But he never talks long enough for my body to catch a break from the writhing and intensity his touch brings.
With one final lap along the length of my pussy, Victor settles his lips over my clit. He kisses it delicately at first. Then, he sucks my sensitive nub into his mouth, applying pressure as the point of his tongue flicks over it again and again.
“That feels amazing,” I sputter. I want to say more, encourage him further, but this is new ground for me. The same rumble from before emits from Victor, so I must have said something right.
He doesn’t pause to speak again. He continues his feast while a hand snakes up my leg, grazing my warm flesh on its ascent. The first finger reaches its destination, and with a forceful push, he plows through my opening.
I jerk forward in my seat, latching onto fistfuls of his raven black hair, and force his face tighter against me. I fight with everything in my power to choke back the noises desperately trying to escape. All the while, Victor’s finger ramps up in speed, torturing my tight hole.
Fuck. It’s only a finger, and I already feel so full. What’s going to happen when he puts his cock inside of me?
The thought sends my mind into a spiral and flings me over the edge. With the feral sounds emitted from below and Victor’s constant assault on my pussy, every muscle in my body tightens. I pull hair from his head, my legs squeezing against Victor’s ears so tightly he can’t pull away.
Until the intense tension coiled tightly in my belly releases in a euphoric explosion. Like a wound-up spring, I fly back in my chair. I can’t control my limbs from their wild spasms, and my mind turns to mush. My head snaps to the ceiling, and my eyes roll to the back of my skull.