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It’s not good enough. I want to see her face when she promises to stay with me forever. “Look at me and promise you won’t walk away again.”
Looking back up, her head tilts all the way back. Her eyes searching my face desperately. “I promise. I promise I won’t leave. I swear I won’t walk away. I’m sorry, okay? I’m so sorry, please believe me.”
Cupping her face, I take a step closer. Her legs open as a long languid sigh parts her thick lips and fuck if I don’t want to make her repeat all those promises with my dick in her mouth and tears rimming her eyes.
“I want to fuck you so hard you cry, Little Girl.”
“Do it.” She breathes. “Punish me, Leo.”
“Do you know how fucked up it is that I want to do that?”
“Is it fucked up if I want you to?” Panting into my mouth, she slips a hand around my hip and tucks into the top of my trousers. The bite of her nails digging into the top of my arse is so good that my dick throbs and I can barely manage my hoarse, “Yes.”
Yes. Yes, it is messed up.
Smiling, she licks her lip before rolling it between her teeth. It fucking kills me when she does that.
That innocent look on her beautiful face. The way her eyes widen, and they feel like I could dive into them, and lose myself forever.
“Get on your knees,” I tell her, and without so much as a bat of her eyelids, she obeys. Her hand slipping out of my trousers and down the back of my leg as she sits back on her heels. Her other hand presses to my stomach and when I unbuckle my belt, her breathing audibly speeds up.
I’m so lust drunk over her that I have to take a moment to gather myself before I unbutton my trousers, the whir of the zip almost lost in her heavy breaths.
Cassie looks up at me, her eyes half-lidded as I pull my cock out of my boxers and let it bob heavily between us. The tip ghosting her lips, as she rolls them between her teeth.
“Open your mouth.”
Gasping when I tap her lips with my dick, her hands wrap around my ankles, and as she rises on her haunches, she takes me into her mouth. The flat of her hot tongue runs the length of my shaft and I have to brace myself on the wall when her throat tightens around my head.
I’ve had her pussy and arse, but this, this is new. And the way she measures her strokes is so fucking perfect that I have no idea how I’m going to last long enough to make her promise and swear all those things all over again.
Reaching down with one hand, I cup her hollowed cheek as I thrust deep into her mouth. Her eyes tear up with a gag as her hands tighten around my ankles.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
That’s all I can think as her big eyes bore into mine, so fucking bright that she might actually have sunshine in them.
“Who do you belong to, Buttercup?” I ask, pulling out of her mouth long enough for her to hoarsely reply, “You.”
“That’s right.” Pushing back in, I swipe away her spit and my pre-cum from the edge of her mouth. Her eyes glisten as I pull out a little with a groan, and when I drive back in, hitting the back of her throat bluntly, dark, mascara stained tears race down her face. The black tracks a stark contrast to her creamy skin.
“Are you going to walk away again?”
Shaking her head, she chokes, her face flushing as her eyes widen and when I try to pull back, she sucks hard, her nails biting into my Achilles tendon.
I fuck her mouth in shallow strokes to the sound of her breathy moans and the feel of her nails raking up my calves. And fuck, fuck…fuck! I can’t stop myself from pressing deeper until she closes around me, and my cum spurts down her throat.
Our ragged breathing fills the room as I inch out of her mouth, the tip of her tongue trailing my slit as she falls back on her heels. Taking my fill of how she looks kneeling at my feet, dishevelled, with my cum drying on her lips, I lean down and pull her up. Swiftly I guide her back to the desk, where I sit her.
“Spread your legs.” Barely holding on to my composure, I pull her legs apart, raising the thin material of her dress up her thighs until her drenched underwear is on show. The barely there, translucent lace does nothing to hide her pussy.
Mouth-watering, I trail my hands up her rounded thighs to the fleshy globes of her arse…I fucking love it. More than a handful and juicy as fuck.
My blood drains all the way down south to my sated cock as I run my finger over her wet knickers to the rasp of her soft moan. Drumming hard in my chest, my heart is already working extra hard to make up for the state of my dick. Aching for her again, to get inside her.
Pulling her underwear over her arse, I meet her gaze, and all I can see is needy desperation. Pure want. I drag the scrap of lace down her legs, carefully ridding her of it.
I should get them framed so she remembers all the promises she made today.
