Chapter 38
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T here’s a little flash of something in Poe’s eyes that makes me want to say screw it all, but I’m also too far gone in this situation. I’m craving to know how well she’s going to respond to my instructions, how much she’ll get off on this, and if she goes out of her mind while being good for me.
I already know how it feels when she falls apart with my palm imprinted across her ass. I’ve already felt every squeeze and pulse of her velvety little channel around my dick when she’s trying so very hard to be quiet.
This is another layer I’m eager to explore and expose because that’s what I do best.
Poe bites down on her bottom lip as her fingers make their way to my waistband. This is almost exactly how she was for me that night, too. Hesitantly reaching for my belt, while knelt at my boots, ready to worship my cock.
“May I, Sir?” She makes quick work of getting to the soft black fabric of my briefs and then pauses, hovering her fingertips over my waistband .
She’s giving me lust-blown eyes as her mouth dips, and her shallow breaths fan across the fabric in a way that feels like my dick is about to leap forward and try to seek out her mouth of its own accord.
“I think you’ve earned a taste.” My teeth clench because the sight of her lips hovering over the bulge in my briefs is so damn hot. In all the times up until now when we’ve been like this, I’ve been fully clothed the entire time, and it sends blood rushing south to once again see the stark difference between us.
“Thank you… Sir.” Leaning forward, she lets her lips graze the swollen curve of my dick, still constrained by the material. Her mouth softly moves over me, applying a little sucking pressure as she fastens down on the thin cotton and fuck my life, it’s slow and worshipful and feels reverent, and I’m left feeling like my heart is about to pump out of my chest.
“Put me in your hot little mouth,” I grunt.
She does exactly as I ask. Dragging my waistband down, allowing my cock to bob free. Jesus. I’m already leaking in anticipation of how good she’s going to feel sucking on me ever so softly beneath this desk.
Poe grasps my length, her tiny fingers wrapping around to guide me in, and the moment I feel her wet tongue flatten to take me past those lips is everything.
“Nice and slow,” I tell her, and the corresponding whimper she makes while my dick swells and thickens inside her mouth leaves my balls tingling.
“So pretty when you obey me.” I look down at her red-painted lips, forming a perfect ring around me, and stroke her hair. “Keep your eyes on mine while you’re fighting to swallow my dick, inch by inch. Are you going to give me your tears, too, princess? Are they just for me while you’re sucking me for hours on end until your jaw aches and you’ve made a mess all down your legs? ”
Her tongue runs along the underside of me, tracing over the veins, as her head dips lower and lower. Guiding my length and swollen crown as far back in her throat as possible.
“Such a perfect picture you make. Keep it just like that for me. Your hot little hole was made to choke on cock all day long. You’re the prettiest little thing to suck on me whenever I want.”
Being oh so very good for me, Poe keeps up a steady rhythm of gliding up and down, and the moment I turn back to my computer, the vibration of her soft little moan runs up my shaft. Goddamn, she’s getting more and more turned on by this, I’m having to purposely stall, intentionally take my time to really draw this out and give her the reward she deserves.
Each stroke of her mouth coating my length in saliva and a gentle caress of lips and tongue only builds the intensity. My balls draw up in time with the pressure winding tighter and tighter at the bottom of my spine. Loaded there, poised for all the ways I want to erupt and leave this girl coated in the evidence that this time, while we’re here in this moment, she belongs to me.
Another whimper vibrates and radiates through my groin as she draws right back to the crown and lets her tongue trace and lick my tip ever so carefully.
Easing my weight back, I let my gaze coat her with a look that says exactly how pleased I am, and my fingers stroke over her silky hair. “Anyone could walk in here and see you taking care of me like this,” I murmur, and those eyelashes that are damp from the effort of having me deep in the back of her throat glimmer at me when she stares my way. Perfect lips forming a seductive little o around my length. “Anyone could come through that door and see just how good you’re being for me, and you’d keep going, wouldn’t you? No matter how many people walked into this room, you’d keep on sucking on me until I tell you to stop. ”
Her nostrils flare, and a hum of agreement makes my dick jerk against the flat of her tongue.
“I wonder how wet you are. I’d like you to show me exactly how much of a mess you’ve made of yourself.”
Poe leans back and gives my cock one final leisurely lick with her tongue. It’s a defiant little move, one that is entirely arresting, leaving me fighting the urge to break the scene and smirk down at her. The way her brown eyes hold mine, and she dips her head with that motion, it’s an act that tells me that she could have kept going—she’d gladly suck on me all day long if that’s what I command.
“Thank you, Sir.” Her voice is a raspy little purr.
“Sit up here and show me.” Reaching down, I help guide her out from that cramped position, then lift her to sit on my desk right in front of me with knees spread wide.
As soon as we’re in this position, me in my office chair, her with legs parted, leaving me with unhindered access to her core, I see a slight look of surprise briefly flicker in that hooded gaze before her tongue dips out to wet those puffy, swollen lips.
“Tomorrow at the initiation, there will be others who are willingly entering Noire House and participating in their demonstration.” I glide one palm up her inner thigh, roaming higher along the soft swell of flesh, past the garter, until I reach the slick evidence where she’s soaked through that thin covering of fabric. “I think what I’d like is for you to read the list to me. Since I’ve been so busy with your session, I haven’t had a chance to read it myself.”
Her eyes widen, and her attention bounces between my grip on her thigh and the folder I’m in the process of picking up to hand over. It’s an expression that tells me exactly how confused Poe is, but that she also doesn’t understand why all of this is having the kind of effect on her that it is.
“In the fourth column, you’ll find the names of the other initiates who are all ready to come and join the ranks of the Anguis.” As I speak, my fingers walk their way to the drenched material resting over her pussy lips. “These are all people who have willingly entered this world… many of whom have been desperate to take part in a night like this. And here you are, going to be amongst them all, showing off exactly how good you can be for the three of us, aren’t you?”
Poe can hardly take her eyes off mine as my fingers dip below the edge of her lingerie and start to fondle her. She’s so unbelievably wet, and it takes everything not to simply swipe my entire desk clear and start pounding into her. But I want to play, I want to tease, I want to explore… and right now, she’s caught in the moment where her brain is trying to make sense of things, when really all Poe needs to do is allow me to have control.
“Read it out loud for me, princess, and I’ll let you have my fingers. Maybe after that, I’ll let you have my cock that you’re so greedy to enjoy the weight of resting on your tongue.”
Her eyes fly to the folder, and at first, her words are hesitant, but she does as I say. “Oliv–Olivia Brown.”
“Very good.” I push two fingers inside, and her cunt is already so eager for me. She’s the hottest little silken glove wrapping around my digits as I sink forward just enough to give her the first knuckles.
On a subtle gasp, she carries on. “Thalia Smith.”
My fingers go deeper, and that draws out another of those delicious noises.
Poe keeps going. Making her way through the half a dozen names as I push in and out of her until the slick, wet sound of me fucking her with my fingers and the scent of her arousal fill my office. Someone could walk through those doors right now, and I don’t even know if I’d notice because all I can focus on is the way her body responds to my touch .
Her legs start trembling as the final name escapes on a rushed exhale. Blush deepens on the apple of those soft cheeks, accompanied by a partial whine that dissolves into breathless pants as she drops the papers. Each one flutters across the desk like leaves on an autumn breeze, some fall to the floor, but none of it fucking matters, because seeing Poe completely at my mercy is a new kind of addiction I’m already enthralled in the clutches of.
The silky softness of her channel starts to ripple around my fingers, and I know exactly what I need to take from this girl. An all-consuming need to be buried inside her as she falls apart is the thing that draws me into her, and I’m on my feet, positioned between her knees in a heartbeat.
“Hawke…” She sucks in ragged breaths, fighting to close her legs. “Please, it’s too much.”
“Don’t move, I’m not done with you.”
Nudging the soaked material to one side, I drag the head of my cock through her slickness and press forward. Poe’s whimpers of protest morph into a delicious sound, one that tells me how much she loves having me fit inside just like this, even if her mind is trying to say otherwise.
“I think you deserve a reward, princess. Maybe just the tip for being so good, all for me…” As I slip the head of my dick in, I feel her walls start contracting. Poe’s head drops back between her shoulders, and the low moan of pleasure she gifts my way is fucking intoxicating.
“ Ffffuck . You’re doing so well. So goddamn perfect. Let me feel you shatter as soon as I shove inside you.” The second I give her what she needs, a rolling, quaking orgasm claims her. It’s a beautiful thing to watch as her eyes slam shut and her body jerks in time with the way her pussy clamps down around me so hard I’m having to fight to wedge myself fully in.
“Oh god. Oh god.” Her whimpers flood my senses, and I’d gladly make it my job to have her like this all fucking night .
“There’s no one here but me filling your tight cunt.” My jaw clenches as I fight back the surge wanting to roll through me. I keep fucking her slow and deep, taking her through that lingering wave, before pushing my fingers past her lips.
“Taste yourself, clean up every last drop for me.” Her tongue swirls frantic, sloppy laps over my knuckles, and each noise bubbling up as her next climax sweeps in forms the best damn sound in the world. “That’s it, those perfect lips are even sweeter when they’re covered in your cum, aren’t they?” Hearing me say those words, her channel grips me harder and erases any hope I had of holding out.
My fingers slip out of Poe’s mouth, tracking a wet line down her chin to settle around the slender column of her neck. Wrapping my fingers, squeezing slightly, her body surrenders and gives me exactly what I’m looking for.
She gasps and moans, sending more of those perfect vibrations shooting through my palm, and the way her pussy ripples and clamps down rhythmically is the final piece that shatters my resolve.
The next moment, my balls draw up, and the length of me buried deep swells, pulses, and a groan is all I can manage as my release coats her inner walls. Each pump and thrust keeps on filling her more. I can’t help but massage her throat, grabbing hold of all those sweet little whimpers I want to steal, as if I’m planning on tearing out her voice to lock it away for my ears only.
I’m consumed by the thunder of my pulse and the feel of her softness. Keeping my dick fully seated inside her, I wrap the back of her head with my palm and drag our mouths together. The taste of the two of us mixed together is so fucking addictive as Poe melts against my mouth.
Right now, I don’t give a fuck about anything but the sensation of being lost to how good this feels, and it’s a dangerous thing I’m allowing. But right now, I’m beyond caring .
Right now, all I need to do is make sure she’s given the proper aftercare she needs.
So I can temporarily lose myself in the plushness of her lips and the honey on her tongue, and I’ll wake the fuck up tomorrow.
Tomorrow .