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Avamarie squeals, pushing against me. “Put me down!” She cries. I grunt as she smacks my shoulders, wiggling in my hold. “Come on Killian, I…” She trails off, her protests stopping as she bows her head.
Shifting my hold so I can slide one hand under her chin, I nudge her to look up at me. Her eyes are filled with shame as she meets mine. “You what, baby girl?” I ask softly.
Her eyes flick between mine before she closes them and blows out a heavy breath through her nose. “I’m too heavy.”
A burst of anger flares in me, my arms tightening around her.
Chewing on her bottom lip, she peeks her eyes open and whispers, “I don’t want to hurt you. It doesn’t make sense why I even care but it’s true.” Taking another deep breath she rushes out, “I’m not ashamed of my body, I just know how heavy it is and I…I just want you to put me down.” She watches me expectantly, as if she thinks I’ll give in to such a ridiculous demand.
My hand under her chin shifts to grip her jaw, keeping her focus on me. “Listen to me very closely, Avamarie.” Her breath catches at the sound of her name on my lips. “You are not too heavy. Your body is magnificent. No, it’sperfect. And I don’t want to hear you say otherwise.” She opens her mouth to argue and I tighten my fingers.
Closing the distance so our lips brush against each other as I speak, I command, “Not a negative word. Ever again. Do you understand?” I watch her closely as she runs through the thoughts I can see flying across her face.
After several long moments, she mutters, “Fine.” A fire burning in her eyes in response to being ordered around, even if it’s for her own good.
I nod my head, brushing our lips together again. “Good girl.” I praise, smirking when she sucks in a breath.
Pulling back from her face, I turn toward the hall. She doesn’t say anything else as I stride toward my office. Her hands cling to the fabric of my shirt as I adjust my hold again to shimmy open the door.
Once it swings open, I stride into the space. Ignoring the large mahogany desk directly in front of us, I pivot to the right and head toward the plush sofa chair nestled in the corner.
This particular chair only gets used on days I need the comfort of being able to look out the floor-to-ceiling windows while resting. Today, I’ll be using the chair to provide a different kind of comfort.
My knees bump against the burgundy seat, halting my steps. Setting Avamarie down, I command, “Turn around.”
She peers up at me. I can see her contemplating defying me and stifle a groan when she obeys instead. Clambering around, she turns toward the back of the chair, resting her arms on the back, her knees bent and legs dangling over the edge of the seat.
My hands run down her back, along her ass. I groan as I slip a hand between her legs and find her panties wet. Grabbing her pussy through the fabric, I run a finger through her slit, teasing her clit. She moans, dropping her head against the soft material of the chair.
“I’m going to show you how amazing this body is.” I promise, continuing my teasing. “I won’t be fucking you.” She whimpers in disappointment and my cock throbs, desperate to satisfy the ache we both feel. “We need to figure out birth control first, baby girl.” I murmur, feeling her body tense under me at the reminder.
I increase my movements on her pussy, sliding my other hand up and palming her breast. Avamarie relaxes, lost to the sensations. Smirking, I return to my previous volume as I continue, “No, I won’t be fucking you today. But I will have you. I can’t wait any longer.” I shove aside her panties and push two fingers inside of her dripping cunt.
She moans loudly, head falling back against her shoulders. Palming her clit, I curl my fingers, massaging her inner walls. My other hand alternates between squeezing her breast andpinching her nipples, the fabric barrier doing little to protect against my fingers.
Panting, she rolls her hips, seeking more. I shift my hand to begin sliding my fingers in and out of her while still grinding against her clit with my palm. My fingers fuck her as she squirms, her moans turning to soft cries as her orgasm builds.
Gripping the chair with whitened knuckles, Avamarie begs, “Please. Please. I need…” Her pleas cut off when I add a third finger. “Oh fuck. Yes!” She cries out, her face distorting as her climax wracks through her body.
I watch her as she comes, mesmerized by her beauty.
I’ve never felt this way about a woman before. They’ve always been a means to an end. But Avamarie? She’s the build up, the journey, and the destination. I want to memorize everything. Every tiny expression, every little noise, every small movement in her body. I need her pleasure. Maybe even more than my own.
Her muscles relax as the last waves of pleasure crash down. I slip my hand from her pussy and bring my fingers to my face. She watches me as I first inhale the smell of her and then push the fingers into my mouth, licking them clean. Her eyes widen, biting her lip as desire flares in them.
Smirking, I pull my fingers free with a pop. “That was the tasting. Time for the main course.”
The moment realization hits her, she tries to clamber away but I catch hold of her. “I told you I would have you.” I warn her, grabbing her panties and shoving them down her legs. “Don’t pretend you haven’t wanted this.” She whimpers but doesn’t deny it.
Situating her back on the chair with her legs spread, her bare pussy glistens with her cum. I groan at the sight, unable to hold back any longer. “Now you’re going to be a good girl and do as you’re told. Understood?”
Avamarie mumbles something too low for me to hear.
Slapping her pussy with my palm, she yelps. “Understood?” I repeat.
Glaring at me over her shoulder, she grits out, “Understood.”
“Good.” I murmur, running my hand up her spine and squeezing her breast once more before backing away. Turning so my back is to the chair, I sink to the floor and lean back. My new position gives me a perfect view of her wet cunt just waiting to be eaten.
