Page 73 of The Wiseguy


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Did he have any idea what he was doing to me? Did he know I was losing not only my soul but my heart as well? I shifted against his thick bulge, taunting him as he was doing to me. He countered by ripping off the thin material, tossing it aside as if it meant nothing. He pinched both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers until I cried out, lowering my head and gasping for air.

There was a maniacal look in his eyes, both dilated, the intensity of his expression allowing me to accept he was going to devour every inch of me.

And I couldn’t wait.

His actions becoming more brutal, he pushed my back against his desk, forcing me to stare up at the ceiling. I struggled to hold onto his arms as he slowly lowered his head. I never thought his heated breath would scorch my skin, but I was wrong. Oh, so wrong.

“My God,” I muttered, dragging my tongue across my bottom lip, smacking my hands against his desk to try to gain some leverage. All I managed to do was to create several beepingsounds, which finally pushed a nervous laugh from my lips. “I hope I didn’t start a terrorist attack.”

He growled his answer at first, his rough tongue tickling my skin as he dragged it down the side of my neck in between my breasts. His mouth was wet and hot as he pulled one nipple between his teeth, sucking before biting down not once but three times. The pain was electrifying, keeping my nerves on edge in the very best way.

I stared up at the ceiling, mewing loudly as I continued to undulate. I sensed he wanted to ensure I knew that he was in full control and always would be. I willingly gave in, no longer fighting anything. The fact I was naked on his lap, my pussy throbbing from his rough touch was pure sin. And I loved every second of it.

Maddox took his time bathing me with his tongue, licking under my other breast before pulling the tender bud into his mouth. Every inch of my skin was so sensitive, every nerve standing on end.

When he suddenly jerked me back into a sitting position, our lips dangerously close, our breathing was exactly the same. I laughed nervously, keeping my hands pressed against his shoulders. There was something so enthralling about the way he was holding me, but my hunger had increased, the need to feel his heated skin pressed against mine all consuming. I laughed again as I struggled to yank his shirt from the tight confines of his pants, every action becoming frantic.

After a few seconds, he pushed my hands away, the wry smile on his face matched by his twinkling eyes. He jerked off the polo from the back of his neck, pitching it all the way across the room.

I didn’t waste any time, planting my palms on his chest, digging my nails in as I gave him a tongue bath, starting at his left ear. He chuckled again as I nipped his earlobe, immediately sliding just the tip of my tongue down the thick cords of his neck to his shoulder. I couldn’t contain my exuberance, kneading his chest muscles as I fought to lower my head, even daring to push him back to gain more access.

“You’re a hungry girl,” he muttered, stating the obvious teasingly.

“Hell, yes.” Purring, I crawled my fingers down to his abdomen, licking around my mouth in an exaggerated fashion before fighting with the button on his jeans. I sensed he was watching my every move, likely amused that I was struggling so much. The simple truth was the man continued to make me nervous, his power and prowess unlike any other boy I’d been around. His aura was godlike, keeping the electricity flowing and my mind on a slickened precipice.

He knew it too, the smirk one I would have wanted to wipe off only a few days before. But now, it was just something else to adore about him. Not that I didn’t appreciate and crave every inch already. When I finally managed to unzip his jeans, he lifted his hips, which pushed me up by several inches. The move was surprising, making me laugh nervously.

“Lower my jeans, baby,” he instructed.

“Why should I?”

“Because if you don’t, I’ll tie you down, teasing you relentlessly without giving you any relief.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” I lifted my gaze, giving him a naughty girl look. I could tell by his dilated eyes that he meant every word.“Fine. Have it your way.” I tugged on the dense material, fighting with the carved edges of his hips before managing to lower the jeans to his thighs, freeing his delicious cock. The glisten of pre-cum on his sensitive slit was a powerful draw, my mouth watering. Somehow, I knew he wasn’t going to allow me to play but for so long.

Yet I couldn’t help myself, sliding the tip of my index finger through the tangy beads, slowly bringing it to my mouth. I purposely rolled my eyes into the back of my head as I slipped it past my lips, sucking as if enjoying the finest cherry lollypop.

His scattered breathing was another sweet reward, his nostrils flaring as he lowered his gaze from my face to my chest. I adored every animalistic sound he made, the husky growls and near barks sparking even more desire.

I removed my finger, sliding the tip around his mouth, bursting into laughter when he nipped the end, easily able to drag the entire length into his mouth. My yelps continued as he sucked relentlessly. He was showing off his predatory skills, which kept me fully aroused, my blood pressure rising. But without warning, he yanked first one of my arms behind my back then the other, snapping the fingers of one hand around both wrists.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, although this time I was playing.

“Making certain you’re reminded who’s in charge.” The grin on his face was positively evil and somehow, he managed to lift me from his knees, using his other hand to position the tip of his cock against my slickened folds. There was no hesitation on his part, the sense of urgency too great.

I moaned in happiness as he thrust every inch into my tight channel, both of us gasping for air as my muscles expanded. Almost instantly they started to pulse, clenching and releasing several times. He moaned his joy and satisfaction, never blinking as he locked eyes with mine. There was even more intensity buried deep in the dark man, which worried me. I’d seen the look before but for an entirely different reason.

It had been the moments just after something had occurred, he and my father discussing their alternatives, making decisions on how to handle whatever the ongoing situation. The electricity had soared then as well, but it had been all about his anger.

He was still enraged, as if the world had done him wrong, but he was using the energy to fuck me hard. The man was so muscular, his thighs powerful enough to lift and impale me at the same time.

I struggled in his tight hold but there was no getting out of his clutches until he wanted me to. Not that I ever did. I couldn’t help envisioning myself tied to his bed, awaiting his return from work. The filthy thought was followed by lurid images. He kept his gaze explosive, his eyes hooded as he studied me, the same wry smile on his face as he drove his cock deep inside.

Everything about the moment was insane and beautiful, our coupling more passionate than I’d known was possible. There was no real way of explaining what the time spent inside his office with guns within my view, and a computer system able to rival any law enforcement agency or the military meant to me. Perhaps it was more about accepting the world we lived in or maybe it was an understanding that life was too short and that anything could happen at any time.

The party my father and his bride had thrown, every detail meticulously planned was the perfect indication, the truth to our reality. We had to seize the moment, the day, and our raging passion.

Maddox’s chest continued to rise and fall, his eyes raking over me, feasting in an entirely different way. He finally let go of my arms, allowing me to slide my hands up and down his arms, squeezing his muscles as he gripped my hips, forcing me to buck against him. I marveled in how his skin felt to my touch, rolling my hands over his shoulders, catching the indentation where he’d been shot. The divot only added character to his sculpted body, another dimension of his character that I wanted to understand.

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