Mia
I should have left.
This was dangerous. He was dangerous. But I didn’t want to go.
Lying beneath him, feeling his hands move over me–I couldn’t focus on anything but this. On the way he made me feel. And after months of pushing him away, it felt so good to let it happen.
I felt everything. The heat of his hands, the pressure of his fingers, even the rasp of the towel on my skin. My thong felt too thin, too tight. I wanted it off. I needed to take it off.
A slow, familiar, stubborn throb pulsed between my thighs. The way he touched me was heady. Overwhelming. So good. But it wasn’t enough.
As he slipped the towel from my ass and worked my inner thigh, I moved into his touch. But he ignored it. He was trying to keep this professional–and it drove me insane.
My pussy hurt. I needed him to make it stop. And as long as it stayed between us, no one would know.
No one found out about the kiss. No one would find out about this.
And now, there wasn’t a single thought in my mind as Theo ran his tongue along my pussy. Not a single one. Just him. Just this.
I spread my legs wider, bringing my knees to the edge of the table as I moaned into the pillow. Theo circled his tongue slowly, teasing me. I almost cried when he took his mouth away.
“This is our little secret,” he said, taking his time as he replaced his tongue with his fingers. “What I do to you doesn’t leave this room.”
Pleasure thrummed everywhere his touch went, and I rolled my hips against him, wanting him to press firmer, push deeper.
“No one’s going to find out that you’re lying here naked on my table, dripping for me, are they?”
He pushed a finger into me, easing my entrance open.
“Nobody. I promise.”
I could hear the satisfaction in his voice as he murmured, “Good girl.”
He spread my ass wider, pressing his finger deeper inside me as something warm and wet ran along my rim.
It felt so good I was almost dazed by it. My knees buckled under the weight of him, and as I lost balance, more of his finger slipped inside. I cried out as he wrapped his free arm around my lap and brought me to his face.
“You taste so fucking sweet,” he growled, and I swear I could’ve come just from the vibration of his voice. “I’ve wanted to eat this pussy since I saw you at that fundraiser.”
I moaned as he added another finger. “You like that? You like feeling full while I tease your tight little asshole?”
“Oh god, yes.”
“You’re so tight and wet for me. I fucking love it.”
He bit my ass cheek as he worked his fingers in and out of me, then drove his tongue against the rim of my ass again. I felt my juices drip along my thighs as I clenched around his fingers. I rode this edge, this high, and never wanted it to end.
“Have you been thinking about this? Thinking about me while you touch yourself?”
I moaned, “Yes,” and I didn’t care if he knew. I wanted him to know that he drove me crazy.
“Dirty girl. You think of me while you fuck yourself with that vibrator in your bag, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I breathed. “I need to. I’m so wet around you all the time.”
“Fuck,” he exhaled, then took his fingers from me.
Did he just… stop?
I dropped to the table, stunned and aching, then looked over my shoulder, watching as Theo bent to take something from the basket underneath.
He lifted my bag, rifled through it, then settled behind me again. Something glinted in his hand, and a dark look flickered across his face as he turned it on.
He found my vibrator.
I watched as he ran it across my pussy, coating it with my juices. It whirred–a thick, delicious pressure–and I moaned, riding it.
I was going to come. Finally. It was right there.
But then he pulled away, and I could feel myself spasm as I whimpered, “Theo. I was so close.”
But his hands were on my ass again, fingers and vibrator sliding along me until he circled the pulsating head around my rear. I cried out as he pushed it into my ass. The intense vibration made my head swim.
“You don’t come until I let you come.”
Saliva pooled in my mouth as he gripped my waist and flipped me onto my back. I moaned and arched, rocking my hips and riding the air.
“You like having it in your ass like that, don’t you?”
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t think.
He stood over me, watching as he trailed his fingers along my stomach until his hands closed around my breasts.
“Fuck, Mia. You have the prettiest tits.”
My nipples puckered as he ran his thumbs over them, and I reached out to palm his cock through his trousers. He was so hard, and from the feel of him, he’d stretch me until I couldn’t take anymore.
“Fuck me, Theo. Please. I need you to fuck me.”
His chuckle was low and deep. “Not yet. Not until I’ve tasted every inch of you.”
He climbed onto the table and spread my legs wide. With one hand, he lifted my lower back, bringing me to him. My feet braced on the table, knees bent but shaking, as he pushed his fingers into me. I whined and sighed, my eyes rolling back, as he slid them in and out.
“I love the sounds you make.”
He lowered his head between my thighs and raked his teeth across my clit. I bucked against him.
“Please, just make me come. Please, Theo. I need to.”
He flicked his tongue across me–the barest hint of pressure. It was torture. I reached down and gripped his hair, and he laughed as I pushed him into me.
“You’ll come when I’m done playing with you.”
I wanted to argue. But then he pulled his fingers out, spread my pussy and slid his tongue inside me, and oh my god, the curl of it as he lapped at my insides–I screamed.
This time, he didn’t stop. He kept going. The tip of his nose rubbed against my clit, pressing into me in swift circles. His breath was warm. The heat of him made my skin tingle. I couldn’t stop myself. I ground my hips, riding his face.
Sparks skittered down my spine, and a delicious pressure built between my thighs. It coiled tight, taking me from inside as he cupped my ass, pushed his mouth deeper, and buried his fingers into my skin.
All this feeling–it was full and rounded and thick. Devastating. The vibrator in my ass, the flicks of his tongue, the way he teased my clit–I screamed until my back arched, my toes curled, my fingers pulled.
I came so hard, my vision blurred. And I couldn’t take any more.