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His hand lands on my chin and he directs his gaze toward me. “Tell me that you want this.”
“I do. I want you so badly right now that my thighs are aching.”
“No. Tell me you want this for good. Tell me you see a future with the two of us and those kids, maybe a dozen more.”
“I definitely don’t see another dozen kids in my future, but maybe one.” What am I saying? I swore to heaven I wouldn’t have another child after Josh. Now, I’d gladly spread my legs and let this man put a herd of babies in me if he wanted to. A small herd, but a herd none-the-less.
“So you’ve thought about us too?” He pulls away and stares at me, heat emanating through me as though he’s an oven and I’m a sugar cookie rising. He’s acting strong, but I see he’s weak. I make him that way. I make him vulnerable to things a man like him would never be vulnerable to.
Why does that make me dizzy?
“I’ve thought about us.” I swallow hard, studying his thick jaw as he cups my face in his rough hand.
“Everything about this is wrong, baby. I know that. You do too. But fuck if it doesn’t feel right.”
My breath hitches and he brushes his lips over mine.
I should have strength. I should give myself the courage to say no and walk away, but here I am, desperate for him to possess me, own me, keep me forever.
“I need to feel those pretty lips on my cock, baby. Get on your knees for me.”
I blink up at him, barely breathing. His words aren’t questions. They’re demands and I’m down for every single one of them.
I bend onto my knees, unzip his jeans, and take his big, thick cock into my mouth, sucking and pumping over and over. He pulses in my throat and groans out in approval. I want his come everywhere, dripping off my chin, my tits, my stomach, my hair.
Luke’s hand fists my hair as he growls, “Good little girl. Now stand up and tell me you want me.”
My heart is racing. His tone leaves no room for argument.
“I need your cock, Luke. My pussy is aching. Please! Please fuck me!”
His eyes widen as he watches me move. “Undress.”
I swallow hard as I try and reconcile his demand. He wants me naked. This is the part where I wish I were younger, tighter, slimmer, perfect like him… but I’m not. I’m, in fact, the opposite of all those things. My thighs are too thick, my stomach is too big, and my ass is too wide. I’m not at all what a man like Luke should want. That said, I don’t hesitate.
His cock is already hard. If he didn’t like what he was looking at, I doubt I could’ve gotten him to this place.
I turn around and let him unzip the red dress, then release it. Slowly the fabric falls down over my shoulders, exposing my hard nipples, soft stomach, and cotton covered panties. He doesn’t wait for the fabric to hit the ground. He pulls me close, lifting me out of the dress as it falls. His action is effortless as it has been all day. I’m still amazed by that, even more so now. I’ve never been tossed around like this.
Laying back on the bed, he sets me on top of him, staring up at me with a cross between frustration and desire. “I need you now, baby. Put that pretty little pussy on my face.”
Oh damn! On his face?
“Sit on my face and ride my beard. I want your juices all over me.”
My eyes widen and my throat goes dry, but I’ve been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember. As nervous as I am, I’m not stopping.
I slide off my panties and plant my pussy over his lips and scrub across his face, sighing as his teeth and tongue roll over my clit. I scrub back and forth on his beard until I’m about to come, then roll off.
“Fuck…” A deep throaty moan echoes up his throat. “Sit on me. Sit on my cock.”
“Did you ever jerk off to me?” I don’t know why I ask the question. It’s sick, and maybe I don’t want to know, but as I slide down on his cock, my swollen pussy says differently.
He groans. “Go slow. I want to savor it.” His eyes lock on mine. “Yes, I jerked off to you many times. In my office, in the car, fuck… where didn’t I jerk off to you.”
My breathing picks up as I ride his thick cock. “What did you think about when you did it?” I bounce slowly as I talk, desperate to hear him say all the dirty things he thought about me.
He groans as I grind against him. “In the office, I watch you through the glass. You wear this low-cut top and your nipples poke through the fabric. Fuck…”
