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“She sounds so amazing. Have you ever tried looking for her?”
“Yes but no luck. Even recently and nothing. I don’t want to believe she died, but that’s the only possible reason why.”
“I’m so sorry about this. I’m glad Mara got all the help though, I know what it’s like, but on the bright side, she turned out so great.”
“You’re right, she did. As for me, I didn’t get sexually abused, but my dad was harsh to me. He abused me whether it was emotionally, mentally, or even physically. I hate no one more than I hate him, and I hate my mother for not trying to help either of us out of the bad situation. For years, Mara and I were scarred, and no one in our house cared enough.” He was calm, too calm. And that was when everyone should be on alert. His father had something wicked coming his way, and I wouldn’t talk him out of it. Whatever was deserved, was deserved.
“I’m here now. I believe you. We’re in this together, baby,” I said and interlocked our fingers. I meant it; he would never be alone anymore because I was there.
“You know what, precious?” he whispered to me.
“What?”
“You’re perfect.” And with that, his lips met mine in a passionate kiss.
CHAPTER 29
Dillon
We returned to normalcy, making a promise never to got to bed angry and I, especially, made her promise to stop running.
Giving up the control I tried so hard to maintain became easier because the person I was giving it up for had me utterly captivated. She had me whipped.
Azzaria stepped into my office and said, “I was working on the real estate drawings. It’s my last few weeks here, so I need to get this project moving. What’s up?”
It was so attractive seeing her take this internship so seriously. I didn’t doubt that she would but it amazed me how work-oriented she was.
“Are you busy now?” I asked.
“I have a few things scheduled after lunch, but it’s lunchtime now, so not really. Why?” Perfect, and if she had commitments, I could clear her schedule. I was the boss after all.
I signaled for her to come over. We both needed a break. I rolled my chair back, patting my desk for her to join me.
She came over, stood in front of my desk, and I instructed her to have a seat and lie back. She silently complied, and to my surprise, she was naked under her dress. My enthusiasm surged; there was nothing I loved more than eating her out.
She remained silent as I unbuttoned her dress, exposing her entire body. I could hear her breathing, and her scent seemed to hint at her arousal.
I stood between her splayed knees, savoring her beauty. She wore a skimpy black bra that contrasted with her fair skin. I unhooked it, revealing her lovely, firm breasts with small, pointy nipples.
I loved her full body. The breasts, the ass, the broad hips, the belly fat, everything. I loved all parts of her.
Taking them in my hands, her reaction was immediate. She arched her back and offered herself to me. I played with her breasts, causing her nipples to harden. My own desire intensified, painfully evident.
My tongue explored her wetness, and she quivered when I touched her moist flesh. As I continued to please her, she approached climax within minutes. Her taste was delightful, stoking my own arousal.
As I caressed her breasts, her nipples hardened and darkened. My cock did the same thing, tenting my pants.
I ran my hands down her body to her thighs, open in front of me. Her pussy was perfectly formed with nice full lips, just right for parting with my tongue and sucking into my mouth. And that’s what I did.
I sat in my chair and pulled up close to her. She jumped a bit when my tongue touched her damp flesh. I ran my tongue up the valley between her lips to her clit, but eased up when I ran it back down and into her already wet vagina.
I began to work her with my lips and tongue, with my mouth buried between her legs. If anyone asked for my favorite meal, I’d tell them her name. I grasped the cheeks of her ass and pushed her thighs up and back.
Her knees bent and splayed outward and her feet settled on the desk, presenting her whole sex to me. I continued to lick and suck at her lips and clit.
I eased up with my tongue because I knew she would be very sensitive after her orgasm, but I still kept licking gently around her vaginal opening and sucking on her lips. All this time she was saying how good this felt and how she had forgotten how wonderful it was to have her clit licked. As if I didn’t make it my point of duty to do this daily.
It took a few minutes but I felt her clit swelling again, so I started using my fingers on her labia and inside her vagina, right behind her clit.
