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He closes his teeth around my clit and tugs; goosebumps scatter across my skin. I tug on the bindings on my wrist, wishing I were free to grip his hair and tug on it. Wishing I could moan out his name, but the very fact that I can’t, that I’m at his mercy, with him on his knees in front of me, and his tongue inside me, and his fingers sliding between my asscheeks to play with my puckered hole, is also an aphrodisiac. He stabs his tongue in and out of me, in and out, then brings one hand around to play with my clit. He rubs on the swollen nub and sensations shoot through my veins.
I feel like someone jammed a syringe of adrenaline and something more potent into my bloodstream. Something that goes straight to my head and pushes me to the edge. So when he curves his tongue inside me and pinches my clit, I explode. The orgasm slams through me, and I’m catapulted over the edge like a puck into the net of the opposing team. I cry out, and a part of me is relieved he gagged me. I hate to think the rest of the admin and accounts team who work next door might have heard me. The climax goes on and on, and I swear, I see lights in front of my eyes. He pulls back and the orgasm dissolves. My bones turn to mush.
I begin to slump, and he rises to his feet and hitches me up and onto the desk. I crack open my eyelids, which I must have closed at some point. My gaze is instantly captured with his blazing blue ones.
He pulls my torn panties from my mouth, slides them into his pocket, then urges me to wrap my legs about his hips. His monster-cock throbs through the crotch of his pants and against my sensitive core.
"I’m not going to fuck you... yet.”
Before I can say a word, he propels his hips forward so his rigid shaft stabs into my swollen clit. Shockwaves zip under my skin. I open my mouth to cry out, but he wraps his fingers around my throat and squeezes. The pressure is enough to lock the sounds in my throat while allowing me to breathe. He glares into my eyes, and the lust burning in his sends pulse-waves of need shooting through my veins.
He’s not fucking me, but he’s showing me how good it'll be. He’ll be too much. Too big. Too hard. I’ll be stretched around his dick, and oh my god, I can safely say, I’ve never had anything this humongous attempt to infiltrate my pussy before. Even though he’ll make sure I'm aroused and well lubricated, he’ll still stretch me around his cock until I'm sure he'll skewer right through me. He’ll be so deep inside, I’ll be able to feel him in my throat. The thought pulses a bullet of excitement through my blood.
A helpless noise escapes me. His gaze instantly intensifies. He flicks out his tongue to lick his lips, which are swollen from how he went down on me. Moisture glistens around his mouth, and I imagine the taste of my cum is heavy on his palate.
How would it feel to taste myself on him?
As if he senses my thoughts, he loosens his hold on my throat enough so I can speak.
"You didn’t kiss me," my voice comes out hoarse. I sound like I’m pleading, but I don’t care. And when he leans in, the warmth from his body swirls around me like heat waves rising off a desert floor. The strength of his dominance is a corporeal presence that pins me in place. I gasp.
The blue in his eyes deepens. He brings me closer, then proceeds to kiss my forehead, each eyelid, my nose, each cheek, my chin. His touch is so tender. So sweet. So soft. Such a contrast to his almost uncaring hold on me that tears prick my eyes. I can’t feel this...moved. This yearning. This wanting to strip him and me of our clothes and fuse into him. Ican’t.
"Rick… please… you—" Before I can complete my sentence, he fits his mouth to mine.
His lips are firm, his breath on my face soft. He stays there with his nose bumping mine, his eyes holding mine. And somehow, it feels even more intimate than when he had his tongue inside my pussy. Then he licks my lower lip, and a groan tumbles from my mouth. Instantly, he sweeps his tongue over mine, and the sweet taste of my cum interlaces with that darker, deeper, more complex taste that is Rick.
Contradictions. That’s what this man is about. The way he holds me by my neck like I’m his possession or his pet is in contrast to how he kisses me like I’m something precious. Something he wants to savor and relish and appreciate. He licks into my mouth, swipes his tongue across my teeth, and more moisture pools between my legs.
My nipples harden until they’re pinpoints of pain. He sucks on my tongue, and my entire body seems to catch fire. That’s when he kicks his hips forward.
The zipper of his pants rubs up against my sensitive core as the thick column at his crotch nestles against my slit. He’s so big, so hard, the heat against my center feels like an inferno waiting to erupt. He’s not inside me, and yet, I can imagine how it would feel to have every inch of his hardness in that space deep inside me where no one has ever been.
Sensations ignite my nerve-endings and I cry out. He absorbs the sound and stays in place as my channel contracts and comes up empty.
I push up and into that heavy ridge in his pants. And again. And again. Each time I rub up against him, a spark of lust coils in my belly. My clit throbs. My pussy contracts. My breasts grow heavy, the ache within them spiraling until I am dizzy with need.
I moan into his mouth, beseech him with my eyes, and his grip on my throat tightens. With his other hand, he continues to massage my breast, and the sensations zip down to combine with the tension that builds in my lower belly.Oh my god, I’m going to come again.
I wind my arms about his neck and hook my fingers through his hair. I tug, and the column in his pants swells further.
I feel consumed by his presence, violated by the thickness of his shaft, no matter that he’s not inside me.
He may as well have breached me, his presence is that potent. I'm surrounded by his scent, his absolute confidence commanding me to give in to him. He releases my lips, then leans back enough to search my eyes.
When I feel him swell against the rim of my entrance, I know he’s gathering himself.
That if he’d been inside me, he’d have fucked me so hard I’d likely forget my own name. That even though he isn’t in me, he’s going to ensure I never forget this experience; a-n-d he doesn’t disappoint. He thrusts forward and hits my clit at the right angle. A whine wells up my throat as he stays there. For a second. Another.
He continues to scan my features as if waiting for something. Something. My entire body is covered with a million tiny fires rapidly spreading to transform into an inferno that I know will burn through me. I open my mouth, try to say his name but all that emerges is a guttural cry. It's so primal, I barely recognize it as my own voice. It seems to reach him, though, for he nods. Then he releases my throat, grips my hips and hauls me up against his swollen erection with such force, the entire desk moves. Something crashes to the floor behind me, but we both ignore it.
He bends his head until his mouth is close to my ear. "Ride me, baby.”
Before I can react, he’s urging me up and down, up and down as he dry humps me. Well, not so dry, because my pussy is a melting puddle of need which must surely dampen the fabric over his crotch. But it doesn’t deter him from dragging me over his thickness. That tightness in my belly folds in on itself. My thighs quiver. It’s only his hands steadying me on my hips that keep me in place. A dense cloud of heat seems to spool off of his body and slam into my chest. I swallow, my throat so dry it feels like I have been screaming since the beginning of time.
The entire experience is primal and erotic… And different, because he’s turning me on, but also making it known he’s not going to fill me with his girth. At the same time, I can feel how it would be if he did. It sends my imagination into overdrive and turns me inside out.
A tear squeezes out from the corner of my eyes. He instantly licks it up, and when he straightens, his features soften. He brushes his lips over mine, once, twice, his touch now gentle, and when he pulls me up, his movements are firm but slow, almost languorous. Where he’d been racing to the climax, he’s now almost unhurried. His thick cock brushes up against me, and I’m sure I can feel him in that that secret place deep within me.
