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She reaches out and runs her nail down my cheek. “I know it’s what we both want.” Her blue eyes turn molten, which makes my dick tighten in my pants. “And let’s be serious … the three of us together, we can’t keep our hands to ourselves.”
I chuckle because she’s telling the truth.
“And when I’m alone with him, I can’t stop touching him either.”
“Same here,” I add.
My dick throbs just thinking about Greyson but also about the things Rosalie and I want to do with him.
“I don’t think Greyson is the distraction. I think we are for him.”
She’s right again.
My hands reach out and run up her creamy thighs, pushing the hem of her dress up further and further as we talk.
“I want him to be certain, just as you are,” Rosalie explains.
“I won’t be happy, but I’ll let him go if this isn’t what he wants,” I tell her. Just the thought of him being with someone else, building a life with them, makes my heart ache heavily. Still, it’s also incredibly hypocritical because he must sit on the sidelines and watch me build a life with Rosalie.
Rosalie’s hand reaches out and cups my face. “I know you would.” She gives me a sad smile. “We both would. Hopefully, he comes back to us.”
I nod while lifting her skirt, exposing her to me. “You naughty princess. No underwear. Good, just how I like you.”
I know I told her I never wanted her in underwear around me, but I also know that can’t always be the case.
She bites her lip and smiles. “I find myself not wanting to in case—”
My hand slides up her thighs, effectively cutting her off, then my fingers find her folds and open them wider to me. She lets out a moan at my touch.
“In case of what, beautiful?” I question.
“In case you need to take me,” she confesses on a groan as my thumb finds her clit.
“Really?” My fingers slide in her wetness, making her hum. “You’re always so ready for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she answers breathlessly. I love the way her legs widen for me as she falls back onto her hands, unable to stay seated, and gives me access to her delicious little cunt.
“Lay back,” I command.
She lowers herself to her back and lies flat on my desk, giving me better access. I move her legs over my shoulders and roll my chair in, bringing my mouth directly to her pussy. I inhale her feminine scent before my tongue lavishes her.
Rosalie lets out a moan as my tongue swirls along her clit. Her fingers try and dig into the paperwork strewn all around us as I taste her. Over and over, my tongue teases, bringing her to the edge.
She growls when I deny her an orgasm, which makes me chuckle.
I insert a finger into her, making her buck, and then another, curling them so they scrape along the sensitive nerves inside of her. I work her harder and harder until she’s a wriggling mess on my desk.
I push her further and further, my fingers finding her G-spot and concentrating on bringing her to orgasm. I’m thankful my family is in the other wing and my office is soundproof as she’s now screaming down the office.
Her first orgasm hits, and she wriggles underneath my fingers, but I don’t let up.
No.
One isn’t enough for me.
Her hand reaches out to stop my furious fingering, but I swat it away.
“Aug … Aug … no … I … oh … my … Aug,” she screams, her legs shaking, her stomach tensing as I push her further toward euphoria. I’m getting close, so close. I side my tongue against her wetness, and she loses her mind as I make her squirt with my fingers. Her wetness coats my chin as I greedily lap her orgasm up, but I still don’t let up.
