Page 46 of Bloody Desecration


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Brianna glared at me, but soon enough that glare softened. “I don’t like not being told the plan,” she muttered. “I acted like an idiot down there.”

“No,” I said, pushing off my desk and taking a step toward her. “You acted like you just found out Gareth was being arrested. If he was watching, he saw a genuine reaction from you, not something rehearsed.” I lifted an arm and ran the backs of my fingers down along her cheek, and my voice dropped to a bare whisper when I added, “It had to be real.”

She nodded once, staring up at me through her eyelashes as I caressed her face. A look like that was enough to make me momentarily forget what we were talking about, enough to make me want to push dinner off even further and lay Brianna down on my desk and have her every which way.

“That means,” she whispered, “with Gareth gone, it’s just you and me.”

“That is what that means,” I replied, sweeping my fingers up her cheek as I reached behind her head to undo her hair. I pulled it out of its ponytail, letting its pink and blue length free. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders in a kinky mess, and I tossed the elastic band aside so I could grab her and pull her close.

Brianna inhaled sharply the moment her front collided with mine, and I spun her around, backing her up so she was caught between my desk and me. Not a bad place for her to be caught, surely.

My lungs burned. Every time I touched her, it was like I was on fire. Or maybe she was, and her soft, luscious skin caused me to be set aflame each time as a result. “I should go finish dinner,” I muttered. “At this rate, we’ll eat at midnight.” An exaggeration, yes, but with the way she currently stared up at me, maybe not.

“What if I told you I’m not that hungry for food?” she offered, running her tongue over her bottom lip in a gesture that was far too tempting.

I lifted my hands off her hips and brought them to her face, tangling my fingers back in her hair as I cupped both her cheeks. “What are you hungry for, then?” I whispered, my top half already starting to lean down. Certain parts of me had sprung to life, parts of me no one else had ever affected before.

I shouldn’t want this girl at all, but for some reason, she was the only one I could ever want. What should’ve been an off-limits girl had become so much more. She dominated my mind when she wasn’t near. I worried about her more than I worried about Gareth, and I wanted nothing more than to keep her safe.

Safe, and mine forever.

Brianna said only one word to that, a single word that echoed within me after it was spoken: “You.” Her lips parted, and she set her hands on my chest, dragging them down my torso until they reached my sides, where they dipped even lower, moving around my belt to stroke my cock over my pants.

I shuddered against her, unable to keep it in. My cock had a mind of its own when she was involved, and it sprang to life without much help. Within mere moments, I was hard as a rock, my cock bulging against my pants and everything restraining it. As she continued to rub it over my pants, I asked with a husky voice, “What do you want?”

She didn’t miss a beat, “Your cock.” Those two words were practically a prayer on her tongue, and my balls tightened of their own accord, in anticipation of what would come next. “I want to taste you again. I want you to fuck my mouth and call me your dirty slut, and then I want you to tear off my clothes and fuck me on top of your desk.”

Well… how could anyone say no to that?

“Then get on your knees,” I commanded her, releasing her face so she could do just that, “and worship my cock like you worship Gareth’s and Rick’s.”

Brianna breathed out, “Yes, Daddy.” If I wasn’t already steel, those words of submission would’ve done it right there. She dropped to her knees before me, situated between my hard cock and my desk, and she worked diligently to undo my belt and free my cock from its restraints. All the while, she licked her lips like she was about to taste the sweetest thing ever.

I angled my head down, watching her, a low ache in my gut as she pulled out my cock and ran her tongue along it. Up and down its veiny side, swirling it around the tip, Brianna moved without a hurry, taking her time in teasing me.

We were alone in this house tonight. We could take our time, be as loud as we wanted. We could fuck all night long—and maybe we would. Maybe I’d take her straight to my bed and fuck her in the bed her mother and I shared.

I stifled a moan when Brianna finally took my cock in her mouth, and I set a hand on the back of her head, letting her have the lead, for now. She wanted me to fuck her mouth? That I could most definitely do, but I wanted to drag it out, first.

“You feel so good,” I praised her, “taking me in that mouth like the greedy little slut you are. Bobbing your head along me, sucking on me like a piece of candy. You’re my slut right now, Brianna.” My hips moved slowly at first, in sync with the bobbing of her head, but it didn’t stay that way for long.

“I bet you’re squeezing your thighs together, wishing you had a cock to bounce on while I’m in your mouth,” I went on, my chest rising and falling with hard, ragged breaths. Everything went from zero to one hundred in less than five seconds when it came to her. It was so damned hard to keep it slow. “You better not be touching yourself over your clothes, or under them. I want your hands at your sides while you’re sucking my cock.”

She moaned with my length inside her, her response to what I’d said, and I took that as an excuse to take control. I gripped the back of her head harder, fingers digging into her scalp as I pulled her hair. My hips rocked harder to pump my length in and out of her mouth. I made her deep-throat me, made that sweet, wet mouth take every inch of my cock, and when its hard length curled along with her throat, I threw my head back and moaned.

“Fuck,” I breathed out. “You feel so goddamned good.” How could I ever blame the others when this was how amazing she felt? I couldn’t. I couldn’t blame Gareth or Rick for wanting to have her to themselves. Her lithe body took a cock like no other.

I didn’t bother to warn her. She knew she better swallow me down, every last drop, or she and I would have a problem. An explosive groan rattled from my chest when I came, and with the powerful orgasm came shoots of hot cum directly into her mouth. I emptied myself inside her with quick, short pumps of my cock.

“How’d daddy taste?” I asked, taking a step back and pulling my cock out of her mouth to let her answer.

Brianna licked her lips, a lustful, eager expression on her beautiful face. “Good,” she whispered.

“Good,” I repeated. “Now get up.”

She got to her feet, never once breaking eye contact with me, and the moment she stood straight, I went for her clothes. I didn’t literally tear them off her, but I wasn’t gentle about it. She wanted me to be rough? She’d get her wish.

Once her body was bare, free of all clothing, I let my eyes dip low for a few seconds, taking in every curve on her body. The soft, supple skin, flushed in a way that told me how hungry she was for more. Her nipples had hardened into points, and her breathing was uneven and light, almost as though she couldn’t fully inhale and fill those lungs, too impatient as she wanted me to continue ravaging her.

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