Page 44 of The Secret Fiancée


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Her lips part, her breathing quickening when she reads the expression on my face. That molten desire in her gorgeous brown eyes has me rock hard within seconds, and she inhales sharply when she feels my cock pressing against her stomach.“Because I’m responsible for not catching John’s shitty coding sooner.”

I clench my jaw and cup her face with my free hand, my thumb swiping across her lips roughly. “I don’t want his name on these pretty lips,” I warn her, leaning in. “I don’t want him anywhere near what’smine.” I take her bottom lip between my teeth and nip at her, earning myself a sexy little moan. “Watching him salivate overmywife is fucking maddening. How dare he touch your waist?”

She laughs, and my hand dips lower, tracing the curve of her spine, until I’m grabbing her ass over her skirt, kneading, squeezing. Raya tilts her face, her lips hovering below mine. “So, I’m here because you’re jealous.”

“Damn right I am,” I growl, taking her into my arms. She gasps and hooks her legs around me instinctively as I walk around my desk. Her eyes grow round when I push everything off it with a swipe of my hand before perching my wife on the edge.

I push her legs apart roughly and sit down in my chair with her right in front of me, her legs on either side of me. “I’m jealous of the way he flirts with you so openly, while your husband has to stand back and make up some sort of dumb fucking excuse to approach you.”

Surprise flickers through her eyes, my admission startling her, and I fucking love how disarmed she looks. “Place your hands behind you and lean back,” I order. She obeys wordlessly, looking like a fucking vision with her legs spread, her skirt bunched around her waist, giving me a glimpse of her red lace panties. Her chest is pushed out for me, the buttons on her shirt straining.

“Good girl,” I whisper as I roll my chair forward a little. The back of my hand brushes over her cheek before my fingers movedown the side of her neck, to her collarbone. “You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you? So obedient.”

She inhales shakily when I pop the buttons of her blouse open, her red lacy bra nearly driving me delirious. Raya gasps when I push the cups down, exposing her nipples. They harden instantly, the cold air in my office no doubt caressing her skin.

“I asked you a question, Raya.” I whisper, my fingers trailing down to circle the hard buds. “You’ll answer me, or I’ll have to punish you. Are you my good girl?”

She stares at me defiantly, and I suppress a smile as I lean in, my teeth grazing her nipple. She moans so beautifully me, her head falling back when I suck down on her sensitive skin. “Lex,” she whispers, her tone needy, pleading.

It’s been well over a week since I last heard her say my name that way, work stealing me away from my wife. “All these boys can stare all they want,” I murmur, placing my hand on her thigh, my thumb caressing her pussy over the damp fabric. “But every fucking inch of you is mine. Do you understand?”

I push her panties aside and bite down on her nipple softly in warning when she doesn’t answer. “Y-Yes,” she moans. “I understand.”

I grin and pull back to look at my wife, her tits out and her legs spread wide on my desk, her clothes a mess. “Fucking beautiful,” I whisper.

Her eyes lock with mine as I drag my fingers over her pussy, coating my fingers in her wetness. “Keep your hands on my desk if you want to come, Raya. Move them, and I’ll stop.”

She nods, and I smirk as I slide two fingers into her hungry, tight pussy. The sexiest moan escapes her lips when I curl them against her g-spot, and fuck, what a sight to behold. “Ride them, baby. Ride your husband’s fingers.”

She lifts her hips and does as she’s told, my thumb pressed to her clit as she rocks her hips back and forth, making my fingersslide in and out of her exactly the way she wants them. She’s so fucking wet that she’s dripping down her thighs, and I smirk to myself, determined to make her wetter still, until I’ve got traces of her on my desk.

The sexiest moans fill the air between us, and I groan as I undo the buttons on my pants with my free hand, taking out my cock. Her eyes lock on it instantly, and her pussy tightens. I chuckle as I wrap my hand around the base. “You want this, darling?”

She nods, her eyes sparkling.

“Then come for me,” I order. “This cock has to be earned, Raya. Come for me, and I’ll consider letting you have it.”

Desperation flickers through her gorgeous brown eyes, and she moves a little faster, her hips rolling a little harder. “I’m so close,” she whispers, her pussy fluttering around my fingers.

I’m fucking mesmerized as I watch my wife chase an orgasm, her eyes moving between my cock and my face hungrily. “Please,” she moans, and fuck if it isn’t a rush to hear her beg so prettily. “Please, Lex. Won’t you make your wife come?”

“Fuck,” I growl, unable to resist her plea. “You’re playing dirty, Mrs. Windsor.”

Her eyes sparkle with need, her head falling back beautifully as I take over, fucking her with my fingers, just the way she needs it. My gorgeous wife leans back to enjoy my touch, her focus entirely on my fingers and what I’m doing to her. Her moans become a little louder, and I smile in satisfaction when her eyes fall closed and her pussy contracts around me, over and over again.

“Give it to me,” she says when her lashes flutter, her pussy still throbbing. “I earned it.”

I grin as I pull my hand away and wrap it around my cock instead, pumping slowly. “You didn’t, Raya. I gave you that orgasm, you didn’t earn it. I’ll make you earn the next one,though.” My eyes settle on her pretty little mouth. “Get on your knees.”

She inhales sharply and slides off my desk, her gaze a mix of anticipation and lust as she kneels between my legs. My wife looks up at me, her tits out and that stunning post-orgasmic look on her face, and I swear I could come just at the sight of her.

“Let’s see if you’re a good student, Raya,” I murmur, my hand threading through her hair as I bring her closer. “Show me whether you’ve learned how to suck your husband’s cock.”

She leans in and looks at me as she drags her tongue from the bottom all the way to the top, teasing me. “You know I have,” she whispers, grabbing the base like I taught her to.

She smiles, and then she takes the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it in the most devastatingly provoking way. “Raya,” I groan, balling her hair in my fist as I rock my hip just a little, unable to keep still when she’s tormenting me like that.

Her gaze cuts to mine, and she draws a desperate moan from my throat when she begins to take more, taking her time as she gets the angle just right, making sure she doesn’t gag as my cock slides against her tongue, all the way to the back of her throat. She takes a deep breath, and then she pulls back, only to take a little more, letting me slide down further. Raya swallows, and the way her throat constricts around me has me biting down on my lip harshly as I instantly become lightheaded.

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