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Sliding out of my dress jacket, I leave it on top of his desk where it falls from my arms. Then starting with the top button of my red top, I release each one from each hole, opening myself to Drago’s gaze. Pulling my shirt down my arms, I let it pool on top of my jacket and then I discard my holster with my weapon in it off the rim of my shirt and stretch over Drago, placing it out of the way.
Inching my skirt up, I lift off the edge of his desk so that he can finish pushing it up to my waist.
“Someone’s ready for me,” Drago says, his voice laced with a bit of humor.
Looking at him looking at me, I know the meaning behind his comment because there is no hiding the damp spot on my panties.
Running his hand down the back of my thigh, he lifts my knee, opening me up in front of him where he takes the opportunity to bend, leaning his head between my legs.
I take in a sharp breath of air when his nose touches the fabric. He inhales, breathing in my scent. I gasp, loud and quick when his tongue juts out, licking the wet spot on my underwear.
“You smell like the sweetest of all sins. I don’t even have to taste you to know you’re going to turn me into a junkie.”
Before I can respond, my panties dig into my skin, making a ripping sound.
“Did you just tear my panties off?” Seriously, I want to whine. They’re practically brand new. I’ve only worn them one other time.
“I’ll buy you another pair,” he tells me as he pulls the ruined material from my body, tossing it to the floor.
Oh, he’s going to all right, and I’m about to tell him just that when a rush of air exits my mouth the moment Drago’s tongue licks up my slit, creating the most delicious tingles to cascade through me.
“Jesus,” I say, damn near out of breath.
I fall back, losing the strength to hold myself upright and landing my forearms on top of my discarded clothes on his desk.
He inserts one of his long fingers, his middle one I think, pumping in and out of my pussy at a slow pace. It feels good; no, it feels glorious. And I want more as he keeps coating himself with my slickness.
“D,” I breathe out long and slow. “That feels...”
“More, baby?”
“Uh-huh,” is the only response I can muster.
He laps at my clit as he slides my ass just off the edge of his desk. My feet push down, digging into the leather padding on the arms of his chair.
His finger pulls out only to be replaced with his thick thumb. Drago’s tongue starts circling my clit and I just about lose my shit in the pleasure of the consistency of it all. I’m so deep in need—in the pleasure—I don’t realize he’s inserted the previous finger he had in me into my asshole until he’s an inch in me. No one has ever been in there before, not even me, and I can’t fathom telling him to stop. It’s only adding to the madness he’s started.
My legs begin to shake uncontrollably. My head wants to drop to my shoulders so bad, but I push through it, as Drago and I both stare into each other’s eyes.
He licks me like a man possessed, like he’s on a mission. And God it’s so good.
My body moves in a rhythm, dancing with his mouth, with his fingers. He’s fucking me and I’m helping him.
Pant after pant leaves my mouth and it’s everything I can do not to grab his face and smother him with my pussy, taking control like I so want to do.
“That’s it, baby,” his breath coats my hot core, eliciting chills everywhere. “Move with me. Fuck my face like I know you want to, Bri.”
My pace kicks up a notch, as does his tongue. His fingers pump in and out of both holes faster. Using my arms, I push my body to move up and down, bringing me to Drago and backing away. We’re both fucking each other to the point of insanity, and when the waves start coming forward, my chest starts to heave, and I let out a scream just as they crash into me.
Drago’s middle finger is the first to slip out of me, followed by his thumb, and then he licks me from bottom to top, cleaning every drop of cum I released.
When he’s finished, he stands, and for a few long seconds, he just looks down at me. I must be a mess, but I don’t care. That was by far the best orgasm of my life.
He leans over me, slipping his hand and arm gently under my back and then lifts me up into a warm embrace, but before our lips meet he stops, staring again.
“I think I like you a little more than just a lot.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to respond to the words that are wrapping around my heart. His mouth crashes into my mine, sucking up my lips in a scorching kiss that damn near has me coming again.
