Chapter 28
CHAPTER 28
MICHAEL
“Sit.”
Her order came without hesitation and I’d never been more turned on. She pointed to one of the guest chairs with the toe of her heel.
I didn’t need to be told twice.
“Good boy,” she praised with a smirk lifting one side of her smeared red lips when I moved it right in front of her and took a seat.
I’d been thinking of doing sinful things to her mouth the moment I’d spotted her enter the ballroom, but she was in control and I’d bank the idea for another time.
She placed her hands on either side of her hips, clenching at the edge of the desk and my pulse hummed with need as I watched her prop each of her legs on either side of me on the chair arms and I leaned back into the leather.
Then with a snail’s pace brought her dress up her legs and thighs until it pooled around her waist, enough to expose the thin white lace covering her pussy.
Fuck. Me.
Her fingers inched up her thigh and closer to where I needed her. “Thinking of going back on your proposition?”
My heady gaze lifted to find hers, a glint of dark satisfaction dancing in her eyes.
I’d abandon and say yes to everything she asked me, but I shook my head, trying to remind myself why I’d made the suggestion. Although that voice of reason was slowly fading into nothingness the more time I spent with this beautiful woman who had defied everything I’d ever been told to believe.
“Then, I need you to take your cock out and show me how much you want me.”
I knew Azara wasn’t shy when it came to intimacy, but seeing her so bold almost made me come in my pants.
I was completely at her mercy and I’d never felt more powerful.
I made a quick haste of unfastening my belt and trousers before I slipped a hand under my boxers to relieve some of the pressure. I palmed my dick and watched Azara’s gaze darken.
“I said take it out,” she commanded, her tone urgent. Her fingers traced over her covered pussy before stopping at the edge of her waistband. “Or I won’t give you what you want.”
God, where was she all my life?
“I like it when you’re bossy,” I murmured as I took my cock out and her eyes widened when they flicked to my growing erection.
“ Fuck , you’re so big,” she groaned as I fucked my fist in long, languid strokes.
Keeping my eyes on her, I shifted my hips forward just enough to not disrupt her position and said, “Spit on it.”
Understanding what I wanted her to do, she pushed herself closer and tilted her head forward. Lining her mouth directly above my cock, she let a long spool of spit fall on the tip.
An electric current fired every nerve in my body at the sight and my eyes fluttered shut as I leaned back again and smeared it over my erection.
My head fell backward and I let out a low groan as I pumped my cock into a squeezing fist, imagining I was fucking her mouth.
I opened my eyes and found her watching with fascination.
After another beat of her merely staring at me pumping my cock, up and down, up and down, she finally slipped her fingers under the waistband of her white laced panties and dragged her fingers down her cunt, teasing.
“Look at you touching yourself for my pleasure,” I rasped, running a thumb over the head as she started playing with her clit. “I bet that perfect cunt of yours is so fucking wet, isn’t she? She’s so greedy for me to stretch her.”
“Yes,” she whimpered.
My heartbeat raced as I listened to her breath catch when she pushed a finger in her entrance and the sight almost made me come undone. I would give anything to know what her walls squeezing me felt like, how perfectly I’d fit inside her because she was made for me.
“I want to see you,” I said, as she pushed two fingers past her entrance. “I want to see you prepare your pussy for my cock to take it. You want to do that for me, Azara, don’t you?”
“Michael, I want you to do it,” she moaned as she pulled her fingers out.
“No, Azara. You have to be good for me. Otherwise, you won’t get rewarded.”
“Okay,” she said with a low moan as she pulled her fingers out of her panties. I could see her fingers coated with her arousal. My mouth watered and I licked my lips, remembering how intoxicating she tasted.
The sudden anticipation of seeing her bare again played with the edges of my sanity when she lifted her hips to slide her underwear down her legs. Before she tossed them to the side, I grabbed the pair and pocketed it to take home since I’d ruined the last pair.
She propped her feet back in their previous position, spreading her legs farther for me and the moment her perfect pussy came into view, I was completely lost and brought down to my knees at the sight of her pushing those two fingers back inside.
“You’re doing such a good job for me, but you need to add another finger.”
“I can’t,” she whined, unabashedly riding her fingers with her thumb moving to circle her clit. Her soft moans were the most beautiful sound and I never wanted her to stop.
An inferno flared in my gut, the air suddenly too thin, and all I could think of was getting there with her. “Oh, love,” I started, stroking my cock at a much slower pace to emphasize my next words. “You see how big it is. So do as you’re told.”
I felt lightheaded as I watched her drag her fingers in and out before she added another finger and I watched her stretch her pussy just for me.
“That’s it, Azara. I bet you feel so fucking good .” I picked up speed and fucked my fist in matching rhythm to her fingering herself, her orgasm teetering over the same edge as me.
She might be following my orders, but I was the one desperate for her.
So fucking desperate.
“ Yes, ” she whispered, her voice aching with need to match my own. Azara threw her head back and I began to hear her tell-tale sign of her nearing the end so I fell to my knees, not wanting her pleasure to be wasted and eager to savor her once again.
“I want to taste you.” The words had barely left my lips when I latched my mouth to her hot cunt. I let out a long moan against her wet pussy, the smell of her arousal so heedy, I needed it to be bottled.
A whimper fell from her lips and she halted her movement from the sudden contact, but I firmly gripped her wrist with my free hand to keep it in place and bit down on her clit, unable to form words.
She understood exactly what I asked of her which sent a gnawing satisfaction to explode in my chest as we fucked her cunt while I did the same with my cock. I sucked hard and watched her through hooded eyes as she fell apart for me.
“ Michael ,” she shouted, her body falling slack on the desk and I pulled her fingers out just in time to catch her release on my tongue. I lapped at her through the waves of her orgasm while I fucked my fist faster until my balls tightened and I found my own orgasm, the feel of hot cum landing on my hand.
“So. Fucking. Perfect,” I said as I pulled away from her. She laid there, spread open for me and sated because of me. A depraved idea sprouted in my mind. I should have been a better man, but I’d never claimed to be one.
So still spiraling in her orbit, I gave into the debauchery.
I brought my hand up and spread the thick white cum all over her and pushed some of it inside her cunt, spreading it around her walls. Needing her to have a piece of me living inside her.
Since I couldn’t come inside her, this was the closest I’d probably ever get.
She moaned, looking down to find me admiring between her thighs. “Michael, wh-what are you doing?”
“I want to know what we taste like together.”
I leaned down again, taking one long languid lick, and my eyes almost rolled to the back of my head at the taste. Before I knew it, I edged her to another orgasm, unable to help myself.
After cleaning her up with my tongue, I stood and kissed her, getting lost in her again. I didn’t know how long we made out for, but eventually, when the insatiable beautiful creature she was reached for my cock, I pulled away.
I looked at my watch, noticing it was almost midnight. The exhibition had long ended, but being an Atlas occasionally had its perks, and they came in handy in times like this.
“As much as I would want nothing more than to take you up on your offer, it’s rather late, love. The gallery is about to close.”
We’d be able to stay however long we wanted, but I couldn’t tell her that. My resolve had wavered enough and I’d already crossed too many lines, this last one I really couldn’t risk.
Her eyes widened at my words. “What?” She grabbed my arm to bring my wrist to her face, noticing that the last chime to midnight neared. “Oh my god, we have work tomorrow.”
I grasped her chin between the two fingers I’d used to spread my pleasure in between her legs. “You just came all over my mouth, twice , and you’re thinking about work? It never stopped you before.”
She shied away from me, but I forced her gaze to stay on mine. “Didn’t take you for being shy, Azara.” I placed a quick kiss on her lips. “Let’s get you home.”
“I liked this dress, you know,” she said, sliding down from the desk.
I’d been so lost in the intensity of my earlier passion for her that I’d ripped the front of her dress. I wished I’d had the chance to completely undress her, but I knew that if I ever did that and had her completely displayed and layed out in front of me to worship, there would be no way I’d be able to restrain myself.
The fraying edges of whatever I had remaining were already barely holding on.
“I like it better this way, but I’ll buy you a new one,” I told her, grabbing my discarded jacket from the floor. “I’ll buy you as many as you want if you let me ruin every single one of them,” I added, draping it over her shoulders so she could use it to cover herself as we made our way out.
I barely recognized myself. I never lost control or gave in to my desires.
But there was no way I’d ever let her go.