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“Do you want me to clean you up now?” he asked, cocking his head.
“Yes, sir,” a tear slipped from her eye. She bit her trembling lip.
Why does he have to talk to me this way, make me feel like this? she inwardly retreated, scared he was getting too close.
He brushed a tear away with a thumb. “Why are you crying, baby?” he asked.
“Because I hate the way you make me feel,” she whispered, slipping her fingers out of her panties. She didn’t care if he punished her for it.
“And what way is that?” Colin asked gently, treading carefully. His eyes stared deep into hers.
“Like I’m wanted. Like you care about me,” she said simply, shivering. She went to move her leg, but he stilled her with a palm against her thigh.
“Yet, you are wanted. And I don’t think I care about anything as much as I care about you. Let me take care of you, baby. Promise me you’ll let me take care of you,” he said, a sudden desperation coloring his speech. His head tilted closer to hers and Olivia’s breath hitched. She remained silent as his hands tightened on her hips.
“Promise me, and then I’ll get down on my knees and clean you up, sweet thing. I just need you to say it first,” he said, a hair’s breadth away from her lips. His eyes were still hot on hers.
His eyes narrowed as she still hesitated. Olivia couldn’t breathe, she was choked with fear.
“Say. It,” he growled, his hands shaking her hips where his hands were fisted. Her face contorted slightly with emotion.
“Yes. Yes. I promise you can take care of me sir, I’ll let you. I promise,” she whimpered, tears falling from her eyes, and a triumphant look passed across his face before he sank to his knees with a growl. He traced the trail of cum up her leg, lapping it up until he reached between her thighs.
Moving his hand, he pulled her panties aside and buried his face hard into her pussy.
Olivia threw her head back and wailed, uncaring about who might hear. She was so lost in him. His growls and sex crazed sounds filled the small bathroom. And after a few minutes of him munching and smacking on her flesh, she broke so hard she collapsed down the wall.
Colin sank to his knees and propped her up, pressing deeper, sticking his tongue inside her. She squealed, trying to get away from the fresh sensation. She pressed a heel into his leg and pushed, crying out as he snatched her foot up and held her up with his other hand.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“SIR, please,” Olivia cried out, her body bowing as he unrelentingly feasted on her.
Colin’s phone suddenly lit up and Johnathan’s ringtone filled the space, scaring her. She tried to reach for it but slipped. Her back slid the rest of the way down the wall, and she hit the floor on an arch, hissing as she tried to claw at Colin's hair.
A sharp snarl filled the air as he moved with her, the trashcan knocking over next to them. Colin's hand raised up and searched for the folded towels that were kept next to the vanity before his hand disappeared with a bunch between her legs.
He suddenly did something with his teeth and tongue that had her whole body seize up and she broke with an ear-shattering scream. She felt him press the towels to her as she broke and was thankful for his foresight as she squirted harder than she ever had before. He caught it all with the towels and thankfully none got on her dress or on his suit.
She lay there panting in a daze, her vision hazy as he kneeled over her, wiping his mouth.
“How do you…do that?” she wheezed, pressing a hand to her chest, feeling like her heart was going to stop.
“It’s a , Colin murmured, seeing his phone light up again. He answered it.
“MOTHERFUCKER, I HAD TO MOVE EVERY FUCKING BODY INTO MY OFFICE BECAUSE YOU CAN’T CONTROL YOURSELF YOU HORNY PIECE OF-”
Colin clicked the end button, cutting him off. Olivia covered her mouth in horror, her face beet red.
He looked at her, amused.
“I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, baby. It’ll be ok. You just did something to me when you promised to let me take care of you. I couldn’t help myself. Is your arm, ok? I tried to not let you hit the floor too hard,” Colin asked, rubbing her legs and pulling her dress down.
He righted the trashcan and disposed of the towels he used on her before helping her up gently. Olivia winced, his words reminding her of her pain.
She jostled her arm when she hit the floor. She briefly wondered if that was the reason she'd orgasmed so hard.
“A bit,” Olivia admitted, wincing at the look of concern on his face as he busied himself fixing her dress and went to smooth his hand down her hair. She eased away gently and combed her fingers through the strands with a little smile. Turning to the mirror to fix herself up. She grabbed a lipstick out of her purse and smeared it on. Before wetting a towel and dabbing at Colin's mouth.
