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“Would you?” I ask, kissing her neck, her ear, her cheek.
“Mmm…” she moans again.
I back her into my large oak desk and crowd her space.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” I groan. She sinks down on her ass and I put my lips on hers. They are soft and smooth, plump and delicious. I could kiss her forever. Her minty toothpaste and the coffee she drank explodes on my taste buds. She kisses me back with intensity, her hands roaming the expanse of my back.
“I need more,” she says, pulling back from me. Her hands fisting in my hair now. Then she moves to my beard. She strokes it, softly fondling it. Damn, that feels nice. Too erotic.
“Tell me what you need,” I demand, opening her blouse quicker than I thought possible. Her pale pink bra pushes her tits up and her nipples are hard, showing through the lace. Leaning down, I suck her right nipple through the lace. Once it’s thoroughly wet, I switch to the other nipple and give it the same loving treatment.
“I don’t know. I just need it,” she mewls. Her skirt rises a bit, but not high enough. With the way she’s sitting, it’s too tight.
“I think you do know, baby. I think you know exactly what you need. Tell me. I gotta hear the words, baby.”
“I, uh, need you. I need you to touch me. I’m gonna go crazy if you don’t. Please, touch me. Please,” she begs, and I fall even more in love with her.
“You never have to beg me, Kylie. Never. Whatever you want, you’ll have it.” Our eyes meet and her hand touches my cheek.
“I just want you, Mitchell.”
“You have me,” I say before my lips are on hers again.
I can’t control myself. I have to have her now. Waiting isn’t even an option. I kiss her lips one more time before dropping to my knees in front of her. I push her skirt up to her hips and her matching panties are revealed to me.
There is a large wet spot on them and that makes me feel like a god. I peel her panties off and spread her thick, soft thighs wide open. Her pretty pink pussy is bare and glistening with her arousal. I lick my lips and look down at where I am about to set up camp.
“Are you just going to stare at me?” she asks impatiently. Her thighs are trembling almost as much as my hands are.
“Anxious?”
“Yes,” she admits.
“I’ve got you, Kylie. I’ve got you.”
I kiss her thighs before licking her clit. She moans gutturally as I do, which spurs me on. Her juices hit my tongue and I know that I’ll never get enough of her. One little sip of her and I am addicted. Her hands fist in my hair again as she leans back and grinds her pussy into my face. Her juices are drenching my beard and I love it.
Chapter Six
Kylie
I am soaring. There is no other word for it. I feel like I am outside of my body, watching this happen to me and… I love it. His beard is rubbing me in all the right ways. It both tickles and titillates me. The sensation is overwhelming.
“Mitchell,” I cry out as his lips move to my clit and he sucks it into his mouth. At the same time, he slides a finger into my pussy hole causing my back to arch off of the desk. “Oh my God,” I scream as I see stars. I come harder than I ever have before.
“You come so pretty,” he groans looking up my body, I look down at him and our eyes meet. His blue ones are dark and full of lust, surely, they mirror my own green ones.
“Umm… thanks,” I whisper, not knowing how to respond to that.
He moves up my body and kisses me. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue. Moaning, I writhe against him, needing more of him. His cock is hard, but he’s still wearing his pants. I buck against him,
“Baby are you ready for me?” he whispers in my ear.
“Hell yes, but I think you are wearing a lot more clothes than me,” I pout. He chuckles and I can feel the vibration on my skin. He moves away from me and I prop myself up on my elbows to watch him as he takes his shirt off.
“Damn,” I say, seeing his tattoo-covered chest for the first time. He has a huge shamrock covering most of his chest with Celtic symbols all around it going on to his biceps and trailing down his torso to his deep v-muscles. The only words present are a Bible verse: Hebrews 12:1. I open my mouth to ask about it but then he kicks his shoes off. The swish of the button on his slacks fills the room, then his pants come down, and I forget how to speak. His cock is massive. Bigger than big. He wraps his large hand around it and slowly pumps his shaft up and down while looking at my pussy. My eyes widen and my mouth dries up. My pussy on the hand gets wetter than it ever has before. I see a bead of moisture bubbling up and I lick my lips as it disappears on his upward stroke. I scramble off the desk and onto my knees in front of him. Before he can say a word, my lips are wrapped around the tip and I am sucking. Hoping and praying for a taste of him. Then a drop of his come hits my tongue and he tastes like salted oranges. It’s not unpleasant in the least. I moan because I know that I caused that. I’m doing this to him. Me.
