Page 37 of Stolen Vows


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A red dress, I specify. I enjoy seeing Sophia in that color, it’s as bold and beautiful as she is, fiery and alluring. She should always wear crimson.

With that in mind, I add a note to include under garments in that color as well, then press send.

The thought alone of Sophia in crimson lingerie is enough to make my cock grow. I can picture her beneath my desk, on her knees, those chocolate eyes on mine as she sucks me off. Her pouty lips wrapped around my dick.

Fuck. I adjust my trousers, and shift in the chair.

It’s late, I really should go to bed. However, due to the adrenaline from shooting a man earlier, and my current arousal, sleep is the last thing on my mind.

Shrugging out of my jacket, I pull my tie free, and unfasten the buttons on my dress shirt. Immediately, I feel more relaxed. After only a moment’s hesitation, I unbutton my trousers too, releasing my cock into my hand, and give it a stroke.

Fuck yes.My hips jerk. It’s been too long since I’ve handled myself like this.

I close my eyes, and my mind conjures more naughty images of Sophia while I jerk off like a horny fucking teenager. Each picture is filthier than the last.

Ramming my cock down Sophia’s tight throat.

Sophia licking my balls.

My cum spurting all over her face and tits.

I’ve tasted her sweet mouth, but that’s only the beginning of my cravings. I want to eat her pussy, her breasts, and taste myself on her lips. I’m going to fuck her bare and fill her with my cum.

She’ll have to get on birth control if she doesn’t want to become pregnant yet. Because once I have her, I already know I’m not going to be able to get enough. She’s mine. I’m going to fuck her like I own her.

I groan. My balls tighten, and I’m so close to release.

A soft gasp in my doorway makes me open my eyes. At first, I wonder if my fantasies have bled into reality, because Sophia is standing in the entrance. Her soft lips are parted, cheeks flushed, and her gaze glued to my fisted, veiny cock. She’s wearing a slinky silk nightgown, her nipples peaked through the thin fabric.

When her pink tongue darts out to lick her lips, my hips buck and I lose control. Ropes of cum land on my dress slacks and shirt. My head falls back, mouth open, as the force of the release wracks my body.

The grunt that leaves my throat is raw and primal.

After a few moments, my breathing evens out and I release my dick.

“Roman?”

My head snaps up to find that Sophia really is standing on the threshold of my office, temptation incarnate, and she did witness me…jerking off.

“What are you doing down here?” I demand, quickly cleaning myself up. She stayed and watched. Did she like what she saw? Is she embarrassed? Does she think I sit around in my office all day stroking myself off?

Christ.

“I couldn’t sleep. I knocked on your door, but you weren’t in your room, so I figured you’d be here.”

My gaze snaps up to meet hers. She came looking for me? Why?

“You’ve found me, so what is it you want?”

She sighs at my abrupt tone. “Your hot and cold switch has a hair trigger, you know that?”

“Does it?”

She cocks her head. “You know it does.”

“And which version do you like better? Hot or cold?” Fuck, why am I baiting her? Or am Iflirting?For fuck’s sake, what’s gotten into me tonight?

She answers without hesitation. “Hot.”

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