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He looks like some sort of Greek god, with sculpted, hard earned muscles, a dusting of chest hair, long, thick hard cock standing proud. People could paint him and never capture his beauty. My pussy throbs, dying for attention, but I don’t touch myself because I need to taste him. I lick the underside of his length, dragging my tongue along the protruding veins, and when I get to the tip, I smear his precum over my lips, painting myself in him as we lock eyes and I slowly lick them clean. “Mmm, you taste good,” I purr, dragging in a rough breath before I take all of him to the back of my throat in one motion.
“Fuck!”
His strong thighs contract as his cock twitches in my throat. I hold him there and swallow around him, noting his knees wobbling again. “Zoey, sweetheart. This is going to be over really fast if you keep doing that,” he splutters, his voice uneven. The sound of him unravelling has me internally smiling.
I draw back slowly, using my spit as lube, stroking him firmly and look up. His hand comes into my hair and his thumb caresses my cheek. “God, you’re beautiful.” The lust that made his irises come to life has softened into somethingmore, something I can’t name.
I smile up at him before I take the head of him in my mouth, fisting my hand around his base and up his shaft. He hums as I watch from my knees, his eyes closing and his head rolling backwards. His abs flexing beneath his open shirt.
Then he shudders and pushes me back, popping himself out of my mouth. “Get up here,” he commands, his voice heavy with need. “I’ve changed my mind. I need your lips on mine.” He hauls me upwards, setting me on the desk again, and takes my mouth without apology. I reach between us and stroke him as he fucks my mouth with his tongue. His hips move in sequence with his kisses. It’s messy and frantic, and when I reach my other hand between us to touch his balls, he bites my lip and heat floods between my thighs, a wetness coating my underwear.
Breaking the kiss, he whispers throatily. “Lay back and take off your top. I’m going to paint you with my cum whilst you play with your perfect nipples.”
The speed this man gets me to comply should be concerning, but I will always listen to him because he knows exactly how to make me feel like I’m everything to him. I quickly remove my jeans, top and underwear and throw them to the side, lying back as I watch him stroke himself. His arm veins pop, and his eyes are so dark I can barely tell his iris from his pupil.
The heat from his gaze washes over me like lava, and I move my hands to play with my nipples, sending shockwaves over my skin.
“I want you to get yourself off without touching your pussy.”
I pause. “I don’t know if—”
“You can and you will.” He groans with a hard squeeze of his leaking cock. “Play with those perky tits for me.”
My hands move back to my nipples, and he’s right, the sight of him, the low sparks of pleasure travelling from my where my fingers twist my rosy flesh all the way down to my clit. I am going to come like this. Especially if I have a front row seat to Harrison touching himself too.
“Fuck, you turn me on so much. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you, Zoey.”
The way he says my name with so much heat gives me a push I need to come. My body pulses as I squeeze my breast, and his hot mouth lands on it a second later, his hand still frantically working his cock.
My head throws back at the sensation, then he lifts slightly and his jaw goes slack, when he stands just as ropes of his hot cum hit my stomach. My body no longer belongs to me, it’s like I have no choice in what happens next, I unravel at the sight of my husband marking me as his.
“Harrison,” I pant, unable to stop the breathlessness.
We’re barely out of our orgasms when he sinks to his knees, spreading my thighs apart. “You want my tongue or my fingers?”
“God, both. Now,” I say, edging myself to the lip of the desk, my body begging for anything he’ll give me and still trembling from my first orgasm. He surges forward on a growl and licks me with a flat tongue from back to front. My trembling arms that are holding me up almost give way at the first touch.
I moan when he inserts a thick finger and curls it around, reaching that spot that makes me see stars. “Oh, my God.” My eyes roll and I let myself fall back onto my desk, thankful it’s not cluttered today.
Harrison kisses, sucks and laps at my sex, humming and eating me like he’s starved. “You’re fucking delicious, Zoey.”
“Mmm, I’m even sweeter when I come, and I’m so fucking close again. Don’t stop,” I demand.
I’m careening over the edge when he inserts two fingers, as I pant from the stretched feeling burning through me, but I need more. He pumps his fingers expertly and when he grazes his teeth against my clit, I detonate. “Ohhhh, Harrison, I-I’m coming,” I cry, throwing my hand over my mouth to stifle my scream. A burst of white-hot heat explodes in every nerve in my body. My skin feels too hot, my head feels fuzzy as I fall apart on his face.
I’m floating, I’m flotsam and jetsam in the ocean with nowhere to go as I drown in the orgasm high. Harrison peppers kisses along my inner thigh and when he reaches his cum that’s still coating my stomach, he pauses, then smirks devilishly, admiring his work. I expect him to stop and move away, but when he dips his head, and his tongue peaks out to collect the cum, my clit throbs at the sight of him tasting himself from me. “Ohhhh, fuck,” I drawl, feeling his hot tongue licking against my skin, knowing he’s tasting himself heightens my arousal again.
He moves up to my mouth, eyes hooded as he presses our lips together. When he pushes his tongue inside, the mixture of me and him explodes on my taste buds. Sweet and salty. I hum, relishing the need building again inside me.
When he breaks the kiss, I try to chase after his lips, but his chuckle stops me. “Thirty minutes are up, sweetheart.”
I deflate back onto my desk. “I think I lost brain cells after that one.”
He laughs deeply and bends to kiss me once more. “Me too. Now get dressed before Sam and Lloyd come back. I’m the only one who gets to see you naked.”
“Yes, sir.” I mock salute, but he groans and I remember to use that again the next time we’re blowing each other’s minds.
Chapter 33
